Prescott’s POV“In five days. Eruba.” I read out the bloodied letter once again, the content of the letter was insignificant but the name inscribed on it made my stomach churn. I felt my bones snapping, my heart was racing as I glanced around the foyer. Searching for the shadowy figure.It was certain, that the figure I saw was a rogue, rogues were there in the Villa. They were nearer than I had thought.“Rogues are in the Villa! Rogues are here! My people are in danger!” I howled angrily, my head spun around, checking for whoever threw the paper but I couldn't see anyone.Even if I didn't catch a glimpse of the intruder, one thing I knew was, someone was there with me. Someone was there, I could feel the presence. No scent was detected in the air, but I could feel that eerie feeling.With a lightning-fast movement, I snapped my head and saw a shadowy figure darting through the darkness at the opposite artery. My senses heightened, and I sped after the figure with my claws outstretche
Nova’s POV “Hey, I need to check out something outside. Please hold on for me, and please, let's do this again when I come back. Save the last dance for me.” Prescott smiled, his sparkling white set of teeth shining brightly under the lightbulb. I nodded my head, taking a step backwards as he made his way out of the dance floor. I smiled to myself, feeling proud the man of the nation was mine; my husband and my mate.I turned on my heels, looking back at the crowd on the dance floor. Couples were twirling around each other, their faces alight with joy. Their happiness was infectious, a warmth spreading through my chest as I watched them dance with some much joy on their faces. As I left the dance floor, I scanned the crowd for my parents, my gaze darting from one face to the next. I was so focused on finding them that I didn't see the person in front of me until it was too late. I bumped into them, crashing into their chest and stumbling back. They reached out to steady me, their h
Rezso’s POV A grin spread across my face as I stood by the door, a wine bottle in hand, waiting for Dixon to arrive from the banquet hall. The anticipation of his arrival was making me go giddy, like a kid waiting for his mother's return.Dixon had asked for us to meet in his apartment on the night of the banquet, I left the banquet hall earlier to compose myself and perhaps prepare myself while waiting for him. I did not know what he had planned for us, but whatever it was, I trusted Dixon with everything in me, and I was surely ready to do anything with him.“Oh,” I breathed out, rubbing my cold palm against the bottle of wine in my hand. I was surely feeling nervous but the excitement of being with Dixon overpowered the nervousness I was feeling.“I can't wait to see the look on his face when he saw me.” My heart was racing, and I could feel the warmth of the smile spreading across my cheeks. Just then, the sound of a pair of boots, hitting hard against the marble floor, followed
Prescott’s POV “She'll be fine, the Queen will be fine.” Wharton groaned, a note of frustration in his voice. “Just stop pacing back and forth and sit down so we can figure things out.” His tone was irked, but I could see the pain etched on his face as he pressed his hand to his wound. It was clear that he was trying to comfort me, but it was difficult for him to maintain his stillness. I felt bad for being the soul behind his wound, but my wife matters most.“Prescott, please… She'll be fine.” Wharton groaned out for the umpteen times as I continued pacing back and forth.My fingers curled into a tight fist upon hearing that. I scoffed, marching towards Wharton who was sitting quietly on the couch in my office with his palm on his chest.I leaned forward, my gaze burning into his eyes. I grabbed the edge of the couch he was sitting on, caging him in between my arms.“She’ll be fine, you say?” I scoffed, my mind was running wild as I stared at the confused look on my Beta’s face.He
Prescott’s PovWe all gathered around the large table in my office. I leaned forward, resting my hands on the table, with my fingers intertwined. Taking a deep breath, I began to explain what had happened to the Queen, and the issue with the rogue. I didn't expect them to be upset, but I was surprised by Aunt Velvena's reaction. Her eyes widened in shock upon hearing what had been happening, and she adjusted in her seat, her hand going to her mouth. “You can't be serious,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.“I fear the matter at hand won't permit me to joke around, don't you think?” I heaved a sigh, grabbing my head in both palms.Aunt Velvena's reaction was swift and intense. She shot up from her seat, her palm pressed to her chest as if she could feel her heart pounding against her hand. “You mean to tell me that all of this has been going on, and no one bothered to tell me?” Her voice was sharp, her eyes flashing with anger as she shot me a deadly glare. “I'm practically like
Nova's POV A sudden splash of cold water jolted me out of my stupor, and I let out a gasp of surprise. The water dripped down my chin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. I was dazed, my brain struggling to process what had just happened. Where had the water come from? And who had thrown it at me?“Hmph,” I grunted as the icy cold water splashed against my face for the second time. I was confused and disoriented, unsure of where the water had come from.I dragged my eyes open but I couldn't see a thing, it was so dark in the room that I couldn't catch a glimpse of where I was.“Shayna?” I tried calling out to my maid, but I couldn't hear a reply from a soul, other than my voice that echoed through the dark room.“Oh,” I gasped in surprise when I felt my butt sting and I tried getting up from whatever I was sitting on, but I couldn't stand up to my feet because it seemed like I had been tied to the seat.“What is the meaning of this?” I cried out, struggling to break free from t
Prescott’s POV“Piece by piece; that's how I'll send her to you,”My eyes went wide and my breath caught in my throat as I read the words on the paper. I could feel my heart racing as I grasped the bottle in my trembling hands. With shaking fingers, I slowly unscrewed the lid and held my breath as I peered inside.I felt a knot of dread forming in my stomach as I saw what was inside the bottle. I held the bottle in my palm, my hands were trembling and I feared the bottle might end up slipping out of my hand as I stared into the bottle with my marring with tears.“What is it? What is there in the bottle?” they all asked, their faces filled with confusion and curiosity. They stood in a huddle, their eyes fixed on me as they waited for an explanation. I opened my mouth to speak, but the words got stuck in my throat. My mind was racing, trying to make sense of what I had found.“Is that not… A toe?” Wharton gasped behind me, I gasped, throwing the bottle on the table, moving back a bit wi
Rezso’s POV I was walking in the garden, I had just gotten out of duty and I decided to take a walk in the garden where everything seemed to be at peace.Watching the morning breeze hit gently against the flowers, making petals fall to the grassy floor, causing the garden to be filled with different scents of the flowers.I smiled when a particular scent hit my nostrils, reminding me of her Highness, the Queen. I moved my nose, sniffing in the floral scents that smelled like Her Highness.A smile tugged at my lips, remembering my first time with her, right in the garden. How she smiled brightly even though her mind seemed to be bothered.“She’s such an amazing person, smiling when her world seemed to be crumbling down at her feet.” I chuckled, my cheeks heated up as I smiled at the thought of the Queen in my head.“Why am I even blushing?” I whined, my palms going to my cheeks as I tried to wipe out whatever reddish stuff that must have found its way to my cheeks.It was true that I
Nova’s POV “Has she been given a name?” I asked, gazing down at my niece's tiny hand, her tiny fingers wrapped around my pinky. She was the most precious thing I had ever seen, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of love for her. Tamsyn shook her head, her eyes never leaving her daughter's face. “No, we haven't given her a name yet,” she said, her voice soft and full of wonder. “I was so sure it would be a boy, and I'd been planning to name him after his father. But now...I'm at a loss. I don't know what to name her.” She paused, her gaze shifting to meet mine. “I want her name to be perfect, to capture everything she is.” “What about Dahlia?” Prescott spoke up for the first time since we got to the pack and I had to turn around to stare at my husband from where he was standing at the far end of the room. “Dahlia?” I asked, not believing Prescott would want to take up the task of naming my niece. “Why Dahlia?” Tamsyn asked from where she was lying down on the hospital bed.
Ulrica’s POV“Don't tell me you're still sulking over the fact that your crush chose some cock over you?” I asked, my lips parting in disbelief as I watched Shayna continue to give everyone the cold shoulder. I couldn't help but burst out laughing - the whole situation was just too ridiculous. How could she be so upset over something so trivial? I mean, sure, getting rejected by your crush is never easy, but it's not like it's the end of the world. There are plenty of other fish in the sea! Everest groaned from where she sat, patting Shayna on the back. “Oh, please. That's rich coming from you.” she scoffed.“Don’t act all innocent. You chased after my cousin for years and didn't eventually get him. You shouldn't be acting all mighty, you know?”I had always known Everest to be a grumpy, no-nonsense type of lady - if you could even call her a “lady” with the way she acted. But I never expected her to be so fiercely protective of Shayna. I mean, when did they become best friends? The
NOVA’S POVA month has already passed since the incident with the rogue leader who unfortunately turned out to be Elder Bighana. I haven't gotten over the incident and Prescott did little to nothing to make me get over the incident.Every action he took, every word he uttered and his sudden possessive act reminded me of that horrible incident that happened to me a month ago. Even though not everyone in the Villa knew about the incident, he wouldn't stop to draw the line between me and every soul who reside in the Villa.‘How dare you let the Queen leave the Villa on her own?’‘Where were you when the Queen entered the kitchen?’‘Have the meal tested for poison before you set the table for the Queen.’ his words to the royal guards echoed through my mind and I shook my head, not thinking I would ever understand the way he thinks.Don't do this, don't go there alone, don't get involved in any activities. I'd already got tired but can I complain when he was doing all that to keep me safe?
Nova’s POVPrescott cleared the table, after he had done feeding me the meals that were brought by Anika, he grabbed the tray and took it to Anika who was waiting behind the door. Walking back to the bed with his eyes on me, I didn't say anything as he swept me off the bed, holding me tightly to his chest as he strolled towards the bathroom. Every things happen for a reason as they said. But I didn't know what to feel about my encounter with Eruba. I didn't know what to think about the things I saw and I heard from there. It was as if I had gone dumb as I held tightly onto Prescott as he held me in his arms.I could hear my heart thumping hard in my chest as he entered the bathroom, and carefully placed me down in the bathtub. The warm water felt like heaven, the thought of being back to the Villa, back to my home brought tears to my eyes.Elder Bighana had said I was going to die the next day, and the thought of him, being the one that would face his demise, right in the hands of hi
Dixon’s POV‘Make sure you're both safe before I get there. Don't do anything foolish, and wait for me.’I could still remember his Majesty's warning as I slowly turned around to see the cowardly bastard, standing before me with his arms crossed.“Where do you think you're taking her, Dixon?” Elder Bighana smirked, his ugly face was filled with a sly smile as he slowly approached us.I let go of the Queen's hand, and gently pushed her to my back as I stood still, waiting for the bastard to get to my front.“Where do I think I'm taking her? I'm taking her back to where she belongs.” I smirked, closing the little distance between me and him.Elder Bighana slightly raised one brow, his smile deepened as he lowered his head, smirking down at me.“And where did she belong? The Villa, or her father's pack?” he howled, his breath on my face making my stomach churn.“Anywhere you could think of. I'm tired of taking orders from you like a coward, I'm done cleaning your shit so fuck yourself an
Nova’s POVI stood up to my feet, I held the tiny bottle in both hands, rubbing my thumb on the lid.“He’s going to kill me tomorrow. Tomorrow will be my last day.” tears streamed down my cheeks as I gripped the lid and opened the bottle. “Tomorrow I'm going to die without seeing Prescott or my family for the last time.” I sobbed, tears streamed down my face and I didn't bother to wipe my face.I moved the bottle to my nose, I sniffed the content but it was odourless. I gulped down nervously before moving the bottle to my mouth.“He said he would get rid of me tomorrow, it can't be possible that he gave me poison to drink, right?” I breathed out, the fear of drinking poison weighed me down, but if he was to poison me he would have done it by himself.I parted my lips and poured the whole content into my mouth, I didn't feel anything at first, so I gulped it down my throat.My throat hurt like hell, it was as if the content was tearing my throat apart. I held my neck, hitching the fle
Nova’s POV Tears streamed down my face as I ran my fingers over my toes, my touch landing on a space where my smallest toe should have been. The emptiness was a harsh reminder of what I'd lost, and I could feel the grief rising inside me.‘Oh, I've got something even better. Let's go with this.’My hand moved to my chest, grasping for the familiar weight of the necklace my aunt had given me. But it was gone, the shithead Eruba took it.“That bastard took it from me,” I mumbled, my heart pounding in my chest. I held my breath as I heard footsteps approaching, panic rising in my throat. I slid into the shadows, desperate to avoid the man who had caused so much pain. He was a monster, and I couldn't face him again.The door opened, and I gripped my chest as I heard the footsteps moving towards me.“There you are, my sweet queen.” The voice was sickeningly familiar, but I couldn't place it. My mind raced, trying to remember where I'd heard it before. But I couldn't think straight, the pa
Prescott's POV“Everything is ready, your Majesty!” Czar uttered a sly smile laced on his face as he stepped away from the door, giving me access to enter the dungeon to interrogate Dixon.I didn't say anything, I sighed, and my gaze moved to the guy who was standing beside Czar, his face was down in sorrow. Checking the look on his face, he was regretting selling Dixon off to me, but there was something about him that seemed like he was doing it for me to show mercy on Dixon instead.“Open the door,” I grumbled, my gaze shifted to the door, watching Czar drag the door open with a smile on his face.As I stepped into the dungeon, my eyes fell on Dixon. He was shackled to an iron chair, his body bare except for a pair of shorts. Blood streaked his torso, and I could see claw marks on his chest. He was broken, his eyes glazed over in defeat. I felt a surge of anger, but I forced myself to remain calm. I needed answers, and I would not let my rage get the better of me.I turned my gaze t
Prescott's POV‘The captive, I think he has something to say to you, your Majesty.’I held my breath as I walked into the office building, my fist clenching and unclenching as I tried to control my outrage. Czar followed close behind, his presence like a shadow hanging over me. Alpha Randale’s words rang in my ears like a bell, the memory of them sharp and insistent.‘The captive said he didn't know the culprit's identity, but he was sure they were a royal warrior. He said they were dressed in an armour that has the nation's signature on it when they threatened him not to talk during the interrogation.’With each step I took, I felt my anxiety growing, until it felt like a lead weight in my stomach. I grumbled, my head was spinning as I walked down the hallway.‘Your Majesty, there's more. The captive said that the culprit was a rogue like himself. And he said he could sense Eruba's handmade tonic in their blood. One of the royal warriors is a rogue, your Majesty!’It was like my bra