Nova’s povThe air felt so suffocating and I felt a burning feeling in my chest. My neck hurt so badly and I was feeling miserable as I walked down the hallway that lead to the outside of the Lycan King's chamber.It was when I was completely out of his quarter that I began to see people scurrying into the compound. The outside of the Lycan King’s quarter and the inside seemed like two different worlds to me.All the people that I passed by stared at me weirdly and I didn't realise all that was happening until I got to the room that was given to me.The first thing I noticed was the door, the Lycan King broke it down last night and it was like that till I left in the morning. Now, the door has been fixed and I sighed in relief.I headed straight to the full-length mirror only to see another version of myself. The upper part of my dress was damped with my blood, my hair was tangled which made me look like a slave.Dry blood has made my black hair turn wine. I sniffed and wiped away my
Prescott’s povSitting on the swirl chair behind the huge table in my office, with tons of documents lying carelessly on the table. I picked up the last document and signed it, with a smug on my face.“Just wait until the coronation is over, I would take over everything,” I smirked to myself, gathering the documents together.The door flung open and cherry blossom scents filled the air. I already knew who it was, with the pair of her heels clicking aggressively on the marble floor.“Oh, my Prescott!” Ulrica beamed with a smile, her voice sounded through the room.I hastily shoved the documents under a folder before moving my gaze to her, Ulrica was looking more ravishing over the years.“Ulrica!” I stood up from the seat and stretched out my arms for her, Ulrica smiled brightly before running into my open arms.“How have you been?” she disengaged from the hug, stood on her toes and pecked me on my cheeks.“Been well.” I took a few steps back and threw my hands inside my pant pocket. S
Nova’s povA light yet hearable knock was what woke me up from sleep. I tossed and rolled out of bed to get the door for whoever was by the door.I slid my feet into the flip-flop that was laid beside the table, I rubbed my sleepy eyes with the back of my hand and dragged my feet towards the door.I gripped the doorknob and opened the door. A woman whom I assumed to be in her early 50s, gave a slight bow before entering the room, followed by three other unfamiliar ladies that quietly trailed behind her.“Good morning, Princess Nova.” the woman greeted and I bowed to her in respect. “My name is Anika, and I'm the head maid for the Royals,” she added and I nodded my head.I didn't know where she was heading with her introduction, but I wished she could just do whatever she came to do, so I could go back to sleep.“Yes, head maid Anika, how may I help you?” I yawned, rubbing my eyes with my index fingers.“It’s Coronation Day, and I came in person to get you to dress for your Coronation.
Prescott’s povI stood in front of the window, my back on Ulrica who sat on my bed with her leg crossed. She had a cup of popcorn in her hands, and she noisily munched on her popcorn, interrupting my thoughts.I signed and propped my elbow on the window. Gazing out of the window to see a bunch of people scurrying around the compound to get things done before the coronation would start.I could hear voices, coming from the room opposite mine. The room that has been empty for years will be occupied today, by the nation's Queen.The thought of having a woman closer to me, for the rest of my life, gave me a feeling of uncertainty.The wall clock kept tickling, reminding me that I would officially become a family man before the end of the day. “So, you wouldn't tell me who your wife is, would you?” Ulrica stopped munching on her popcorn, she dropped the cup on the nightstand table which made an annoying sound.“I have nothing to say to you.” I groaned, I checked my wristwatch and a light
Nova’s povMom and Dad left a while ago after telling me that he Lycan King sent an invitation. They left for the ballroom, leaving me all alone to myself, the room was eerily quiet and I moved towards the window to have a look at my surroundings.The garment feels heavy and I found it difficult to walk in it.“Why do Lycans always make their dress this difficult to wear?” I grabbed the tip of each side of the dress and strolled to the window.“Woah! They're here already?” my eyes widened, seeing Anike all dressed up in a fine purple dress, with two maids strolling behind her.I moved away from the window and stood at the centre of the room, a knock came on the door and I took a deep breath before ushering them in.“My princess,” Anika greeted with a slight bow, the same thing with the two maids. “The guests have arrived at the ballroom, it's time for you to exit your room.” Her face lit up with a heartwarming smile, I rubbed my sweaty palms together and nodded my head.“Did my parent
Prescott’s povThe after-party ceremony took longer than I expected, I grabbed Randale’s daughter… No, I grabbed Nova’s hand and walked her out of the ceremony ground. The guests flashed us their best smiles, chanting, “Long live the King!”, “Long live the Queen!”Nova shyly lifted her hand, waving at the guests as we passed them by.I tightened my grip on her hand and she let out a muffled, hoarse yelp.We had taken off the mantle and we had changed into another outfit. Nova was clad in a black evening dress that revealed the upper part of her body, she looked uncomfortable considering that it was cold outside.I didn't know whose idea it was, but she was verily stupid for wearing such a dress in this weather.“Congratulations, your Majesty!” Aunt Velvena, my Dad's older sister and only sibling walked up to us with a wooden bowl in her hands. She stopped in front of Nova and flashed her a heartwarming smile. “Congratulations, dear, thank you for considering my nephew worthy enough
Nova’s povI sat at the edge of the Lycan King… Nope, King Prescott. I sat at the edge of his bed, while a maid was fixing my hair.This was my second time in King Prescott’s bed chamber. Aunt Velvena had insisted that I should dress up for his return and here I was, getting dressed in a red babydoll, my hair was packed in a messy bun and the necklace around my neck would glow every time my heart thump like it was going to ripe off.‘Make sure you give it your all, because I can't wait to become a grand Aunt.’I remembered what Aunt Velvena said to me before leaving. I grabbed a buffer and held it to my chest.Will he truly do it with me? I do not know!“I think we're all done!” the two maids exclaimed, staring at me with their gazes filled with happiness. I hide my face in my palms, feeling embarrassed.“Okay, thank you.” I couldn't bring myself to look them in the eyes, I knew I looked like a sex worker who has been dressed, waiting for her master to come to claim her body.My face
Nova’s pov“Good morning, your Royal Highness!” I tossed and turned on the bed before dragging my eyes open. My gaze landed on Anika who had a huge—bright smile plastered on her face.“Good morning,” I whispered before dragging my feet out of the thick duvet that was covering my body. “What’s the occasion?” I slid my feet into a pair of flip-flops that has been laid on the floor, my gaze not leaving Anika who stood before me with so much joy on her face.I moved my gaze away from Anika, to the maids who stood in a straight line with their hands intertwined to their backs.“Oh,” Anika beamed, she stretched out her hand towards the maids and smiled. “It’s your first day as the Queen. I brought the maids for you to choose from them and have your maids, someone who will be attending to your subjective maids, that will be with you all the time.” she expounded, her eyes not leaving me and I moved my gaze to the floor, I didn't want her to see the bags around my eyes.I couldn't believe I c
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