Davina’s POV“Davina!”I stopped cleaning and turned toward the sound of the voice. Eva gently took my hand, pulling the rag from my grip. Though I couldn’t see her, I knew she was smiling. It had been a week since I arrived here, and I had grown close to Eva. She was the one who made this place feel a bit more comfortable—and she was my… friend.“Davina, let’s go into town,” she said, and I tilted my head in confusion.“Can we go out?” I asked, feeling her grip tighten on my hand. She’d told me before that we couldn’t leave because of the upcoming hunting games.“Of course, we can’t go near the boundaries surrounding the pack, but we can still go into town. There’s so much to do outside—it’s far livelier than staying cooped up in the palace. Emmanuel already gave us permission. Since the king isn’t around, he said we’re allowed to go, but he warned us to stay out of trouble.” She scoffed.I hadn’t seen the Lycan King for a week straight after what happened in his room. Eva said the k
Evangeline POV“You said what?!” My hand froze as I spun around to glare at the two useless girls in front of me. They didn't respond, didn’t even meet my eyes, cowering in fear—and that only fueled my anger. I forced myself to take a deep breath, reminding myself to stay composed. Daddy always said that ladies shouldn’t raise their voices. They should be elegant, calm, and beautiful—the qualities of a future queen. And I have those qualities.“Now repeat what you just said, Stella.” I opened my eyes and spoke through a forced smile, but they both seemed to shiver, glancing at each other nervously.“M-my lady, what I meant was that… the Lycan King bought a new slave a week ago, and she spent the night with him. I also heard she’s now serving directly under him,” Stella stammered.Marie added, “We tried to get her into trouble by giving her the late Queen’s dress, but we were suspended for it and only just resumed today.”My eye twitched, and before I could stop myself, I screamed, thr
Davina’s POV“How am I supposed to train if I can't see?” I complained, reaching to remove the black blindfold covering my eyes, only for my hand to be swatted away by a fan.“Dad!” I pouted, hearing Sebastian laugh from the back. I wanted to glare at him, but since he couldn’t see it, I settled for flipping him off instead.Sebastian only laughed harder, his amusement echoing. I heard Father’s disapproving sigh before he spoke again.“You need to learn how to fight without sight, kiddo. It’s essential,” Father said firmly, though the mental image of him fanning himself as he lectured didn’t quite inspire the seriousness he was aiming for.“But how am I supposed to know when–” I yelped mid-sentence, cut off by another swift tap of the fan on my head. “Dad! That hurts!”“Listen to the sound, Davina.” A third strike landed on my shoulder, forcing me to focus. “You can’t use your sight right now, but let your other senses sharpen.”I sighed but turned serious, trying to concentrate. Anot
Hades POVThe town bustled with noise and excitement outside the window. Though faint, the sounds reached my ears, but I tried to focus on something more important—something worth my time. Running a hand through my hair, I scanned the file in my other hand as I sat in the restaurant.“King, here is the document you requested," Draven said, handing me another file. I took them and opened the first page, flipping through the contents. As I read, my frown deepened."The last pack to fall under attack is in the North?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. Draven nodded."Yes, King. The rogues have stopped attacking the West and South and are now heading North."His words darkened my mood further. I clenched the file tighter, my eyes narrowing. "They have guts, attacking the North where my kingdom is based. Do they no longer fear the consequences?"Draven lowered his head, his posture shifting as the edge of my Alpha’s voice slipped out unintentionally.I just returned from a week-long trip to the
Evangeline POVMy eyes widened in surprise when I saw her kick the big man. How could she fight? I thought they said she was wolfless.I turned my glare towards Stella and Marie, who stopped eating and shrank back in fear, their hands trembling as they held their spoons, trying to avoid my gaze.I had told Liam to call for the strongest and most feared thugs. I would pay them twenty silver if they could bully the blind girl, or even better, drag her to a corner or ditch and do whatever they liked with her.I liked the latter idea better; then the king wouldn't care to invite her to his room again if he found out she had already been sullied by other men. I would pay them thirty silver if they did that.Now I didn't expect her to be strong! But as I watched, my smile returned when one of the hooligans held her against him and demanded compensation. If she didn't pay, she would have to pay with her body.“Good, a commoner like her wouldn't have silvers,” I smirked, but suddenly somethin
Davina’s POVHe dragged me despite my resistance. I tried to pull away, but he wouldn’t budge. His grip was so strong that I whimpered slightly in pain. I could feel eyes on me as we walked and I heard two sets of footsteps behind me and guessed that Eva was trailing behind, probably with Draven.I wanted to ask if she was okay but Hades wouldn't release his tight grip on me. Wasn’t he worried about what people would say? The way he held my hand was bound to spark gossip.I hadn’t expected the king to suddenly show up, let alone save me when no one else did. At first, I was relieved to sense his presence, but now, all I wanted was to run far away from this man. I had mixed feelings about him, I couldn't help wanting him near me because of the mate bond and I also wanted to be far away from him.“See that no one bothers me,” Hades commanded abruptly, and I heard Draven respond in agreement. I had assumed he would leave me behind, but to my utter horror and disbelief, he dragged me alon
Hades POVI burst into my office, my strides long but light against the marble floor. My heart pounded in my chest, and despite the calm expression I wore, a storm brewed deep within me.I had lost control—it was too late, and I wasn’t in my right mind. It wasn’t Cyrus who had done that to her. It was me. Perhaps partly due to Cyrus’s urging, but I did it because, at that moment, I couldn’t stop the urge to claim her in that way, to make her know she was only mine—even though I didn’t want her.“You didn’t go further,” Cyrus’s voice resounded in my head, but I didn’t reply. I simply stared into space, drumming my fingers—a habit I always had when my mind was clouded with thoughts.I wasn’t one to feel sexual urges toward a woman. Sure, I had slept with women, but it was always just a way to relieve stress, nothing more. But this time, I did what I did because I wanted her to feel pleasure because of me. It was a sick, twisted thought.“King,” Draven knocked on the door before entering
Davina’s POV“Davina…”A soft voice broke through the haze of my dream, and my eyes fluttered open briefly as Eva called out to me. I groaned, turning away. My breath came out ragged, and my chest heaved with each pant.“Davina, wake up,” she urged again, this time accompanied by a gentle tap on my shoulder. Startled, I jolted upright, my heart racing and my cheeks flushed red. "Are you okay, Davina?" Eva patted me gently on the shoulder. You must have dreamt about yesterday. It was so scary—I couldn’t sleep at all."Heat crept up my cheeks as I shook my head quickly. "No, I didn’t have any dream. I’m fine," I lied, forcing my voice to sound steady.The truth was, I did have a dream, but it wasn’t about what she was talking about. Instead, it was about what happened when Hades...I shook my head to get rid of the thoughts. I still couldn't believe what had happened last night. After Hades left the room, I wasn't able to get up for a few minutes; I just lay there, trying to process wh
Davina pov. My father always used to say that when you are close to death, your life flashes before your eyes in the form of a dream—like watching a movie. But this one shows everything: your past, your present, and the illusion of the future you long for. The future you would do everything to have. Maybe that explained why I was here—why they were all here. “Haha! You should have seen her face when she thought she could land a strike on me, only to end up flat on the ground.” I turned to my right, watching as my father laughed, clapping his hands in amusement, his eyes glistening with mischief. “Really, Dalton? Do you have to make fun of your daughter after knocking her down?” My mother shook her head in disapproval, shooting him a glare. “Hey, ‘knocking her down’ is a strong phrase. I was merely… training her, dear.” My father smirked before turning his gaze back to me. “Davina needs to learn how to fight and control her powers. She’s twenty-four—she needs to step up her game
Hades pov."I—I don't know where Thorne is, Your Majesty. Please believe me," he pleaded, his voice trembling with emotion.“Do you expect me to believe that?” I asked, my tone bored and empty as I released the bastard, letting him collapse to the ground with a soft thud. Without sparing him another glance, I walked to my seat, reached for the glass of wine, and took a slow sip. Resting my head on my hand, I narrowed my gaze at him.“Do you expect me to believe that you have no idea where you supply the women? Don’t take me for a fool, Valen. Or perhaps… you fear Thorne too much to speak the truth, hm?” I drawled, lazily twirling the wine in my glass, a cold smirk curving my lips.“N-no, Your Majesty. That is not true—”“Or let me guess,” I cut him off, my voice turning sharp. “You’re one of those fools who worship Thorne. Who believe he is your true king, your savior, your rightful ruler. Is that it? Do you think the Moon Goddess made a mistake choosing me? That I stole my brother’s
Hades pov. “It is an honor to have an audience with the Majesty.” Valen bowed as he stepped into the private room, his head dipped low in respect. I frowned the moment I saw him, irritation bubbling within me. Why was I angry? Perhaps it was because of this auction house. The auctioning business had existed for generations—packs trading slaves to the highest bidder to strengthen their resources. But not just anyone could own an auction house. There were crucial rules to follow. First, one had to obtain permission from the king. Second, and most importantly, the slaves had to be acquired legally—no kidnappings, no forced captures. Valen had obtained permission for the auction house from my father, the late king, while he was still alive. Since taking the throne, I hadn’t granted anyone new permissions—I had been too preoccupied with searching for Thorne, with no time for matters that weren’t urgent. But now, as I sat here, I realized I may have overlooked something
Hades pov.“We have item twenty, a eighteen–year-old she-wolf, molded to be the ideal companion. Trained to obey without question, shaped to submit without hesitation—flawless, disciplined, and utterly shattered. What more could a man possibly desire? let's start the bidding at thirty silver!”."Forty silver!""Sixty silver!"I watched as the girl stood on stage, her eyes downcast, her frail body trembling as she was auctioned off like a piece of meat in the marketplace.Men eagerly raised their signs, their hungry gazes already stripping the girl of her clothes. Women whispered among themselves, their voices laced with jealousy and disdain.My eyes narrowed on the man standing on the stage, his expression brightening with greed as the bids climbed higher.Valen— that was the name Felix had mentioned.The owner of the Veil Auction House. The man who possessed Lunaria’s Grace, a healing elixir strong enough to save Draven.It had been two days since I left the palace in search of the
Eva pov.My name is Eva. I am a slave, a lowborn who has spent her entire life working in the palace.Now, where did it all start?Where did the first chapter of my story truly begin?It wasn’t at my birth, nor in my childhood or teenage years. No, I would say it all began the moment I met him—Thorne, my mate.I had always despised my life as a servant, hated being the one who catered to others' needs. Deep down, I believed I was destined for more—that I was born to be a queen, to sit upon the throne.So I envied.I envied her late highness. I wished it had been me by the late king’s side, the one adorned in riches and power. I prayed desperately to the goddess, begged her to change my fate and make the king notice me. But the goddess never listened.She never did.Not even when I tried to seduce the late king.He never looked my way.He ignored the eighteen-year-old girl who was so much younger than his mate, the one who could have given him youth, devotion, and unwavering admiration
Evangelina pov.“How could this be!?” I screamed at Liam, who immediately dropped to his knees, bowing his head in submission. His face remained expressionless, his silence only fueling my rage. But I wasn’t going to calm down—not this time.This time, I had messed up—really bad.“I told you to hire someone to scare her a little, to create a scandal so they’d be seen together in the changing room—not for someone to assault her like that!”“Please forgive me, madam,” Liam apologized again.My eyes narrowed into a glare, and I fought the urge to pick up something and throw it straight at him.Ugh! This is bad.So bad that, for the first time, I felt fear creeping into my chest.Earlier at the boutique, I had come up with a simple plan—to ruin that blind girl’s reputation by hiring a thug to sneak in, making it seem like she had been caught cheating on the king again. That was it.He wasn’t supposed to hurt her. He wasn’t even supposed to touch her.I shivered as the image of her unconsc
Kian pov.I felt restless. Uneasy. And—damn it—I felt scared.Fuck! What the hell was wrong with me? No, it had to be Caleb. That dumb wolf had to be the reason I was feeling this way.“Kian! How dare you agree to this? How dare you, after I warned you not to harm her?!” Caleb’s furious growl echoed in my head, and I felt him fight for control. This time, he was serious—dead set on taking over. His force was relentless, making it harder for me to resist.I kept my expression blank as Evangelina, Ethan’s daughter, spoke, clearly trying to divert Theo’s and my attention.“I love the new collection this season. It’s so pretty! I’m going to buy a lot of clothes from you this time, Theo.”Theo, a man with long black hair, simply offered a polite bow.“I’d be honored to have you do that, Lady Evangelina,” he said, the corner of his lips tilting into a smile.Almost instantly, Evangelina’s two friends blushed at the sight of the strikingly handsome man.I frowned, my hands clenching at my si
Davina pov. Disclaimer: Attempted mention of assault. "Scream, and you die." My body went deadly still, my heart pounding so hard against my chest that I could hear it. The stranger’s hand covered my mouth—my nose. I could barely breathe, but what terrified me even more was something else entirely. Eva had been outside when the stranger entered. Which meant the thud I had heard earlier… Had been her body hitting the ground. Eva… Was she okay? “Fuck… you’re really something. Your body is to die for,” the stranger murmured, and my eyes widened as I felt his hand on me. That’s when I realized—I was naked, only in my underwear. Shit. Shit. This was bad. Really bad. I groaned as his filthy hands roamed over me, touching everywhere—my waist, my butt. He was practically seizing me, taking his time. “Mmm—” I struggled, trying to move, but it was useless. He was twice my size, his grip unyielding, his strength undeniable. I knew, just from the way he had lifted me into the air earl
Davina pov.“Oh my goddess! That dress looks so beautiful on you. You should definitely buy it, Evangelina. It makes your eyes pop.”One of Evangelina’s friends, Camille, squealed in delight as the sound of fabric slipping on and off their bodies reached my ears.“Anything looks good on Evangelina, but yes, that dress really suits you, babe. You should definitely get it.” The other one, Esther commented.“Oh really? Thank you, girls. You’re too nice, haha,” Evangelina said, her voice dripping with fake sweetness.I sighed, resting my head on my hand as I sat uncomfortably on the couch, forced to listen to their mindless chatter.Eva stood not far from me, and I could tell she was just as uncomfortable, but she remained silent.I didn’t say anything either.For the past hour, Evangelina and her friends had ignored me as though I weren’t even there—which, honestly, was fine by me. But what wasn’t fine was them refusing to let me leave.When I brought up the idea of leaving, Evangelina,