"Come closer, don’t you trust me?" Of course I trusted him. I loved him. He was my betrothed mate, so I took a step toward him. His hands wrapped around my waist, just a feet away from the vast, unfeeling ocean. The wind whipped through my hair, and for a moment, I felt freedom. Then, suddenly, his grip loosened, and I fell, the cold sting of the ocean floor swallowing me whole. Darkness followed. Elowen, Princess of the Moonshire Pack, is to marry Thorne Blackwood—a bond meant to unite two powerful families. But on her wedding night, she is betrayed, cast into the depths by the man she trusted the most. The Moon Goddess offers her a second chance, but there is a costly price. Elowen must lose all memory of who she once was and begin anew. Taken as a slave to the Bloodhowl Kingdom, Elowen has no recollection of her past… or the immense power she harbors. But her beauty and sharp mind quickly capture the attention of Damien, the ruthless Lycan King of the Bloodhowls. As fragments of her old life resurface, Elowen must choose: Remain as Queen Luna of the Bloodhowls, or reclaim her throne as Queen Luna of the Moonshires, and avenge her family’s death at the hands of the man who betrayed her. But can she face Thorne Blackwood again, even if it means risking everything?
View MoreDamien's POVI stood before a long table that stretched from one side of the room to the other. On either sides of the tables there were seats arranged, and on each of the seats, the oldest and most powerful wolves in BloodHowl sat.The Council of Ordeal.They were the same council that guided my father during his reign, and most of them had preferred Thorne as King. It turned out that while I was horning my skills as a warrior and fighting alongside my Father, Thorne was going around seeking favor from the Council, and no doubt, greasing their palms with costly things, maybe even promising to mate their daughters and make them LunasBut while the Council of Ordeal had power, the final decision for who would be the next King laid solely on my Father.The Council had tried to persuade him to chose Thorne, but his mind was made up, and now I was left to work with wolves who didn't like me, but were loyal to BloodHowl nonetheless.Their faces were fixed on mine, waiting for answers and
Hares' POV I opened the door of the courtroom and saw Montanne seating on the high chair. The room was large and empty, any sound above a whisper would definitely echo in here. There was an oppressive air in the room, though I couldn't tell if it was because of her presence or the fact that it was the courtroom where ladies of high standing came in and gossiped about everything that was none of their business.She was grinning and her face seemed bright, which was a rare thing to see because she was always dissatisfied with one thing or the other. "Hares'!" She exclaimed with a wide once in a blue moon smile on her face "how good to see you little brother""You saw me just yesterday" I said coldly. I knew the only thing that made her happy was doing something terrible to someone else or hurting them. That was what gave her joy, asides Damien's attention of course, which she rarely got."Oh, don't be so grumpy" she said sauntering towards me."Well, that's rich coming from you" I
Hares' POVI pinned her to the wall and helped myself to a taste of her full lips as my hands trailed beneath her dress. She kept shifting and moving, checking to see if anyone was coming, which made me enjoy the fun of the moment a lot less."Hares" she muttered in between the breath my mouth barely gave hers "what if someone sees us?" her breathing became heavier. I pulled back for a while, locking my eyes unto hers. That was the seducing power. The one thing I learnt in WhiteCrescent Kingdom before I was forced to follow Montanne here to protect her, as her personal guide, and even though she hated to regard me as such, her half brother.I was probably becoming a nuisance among the women in WhiteCrescent, thus my punishment, by my mother, the Queen, of following Montanne as a guide...not servant. Even though she loved to address me as such.BloodHowl.I hated everything about this place...asides their women. Their women were beautiful, especially the women at the maid's quarte
Elowen's POVI was in a white flowing dress and I stood in front of a tall broad chested man. His blonde hair fell over his shoulders and his green eyes stared into mine.I looked back into his, enchanted. But that enchantment broke suddenly when he grabbed my neck and squeezed it tightly.I struggled to release myself from his grip, my nails scraped against his skin, but he held on tighter. I began to feel my last breath leaving me.He leaned in closer and whispered into my ears, his clutch still tight on my neck."So you're still alive, Elowen?" He said menacingly, his every word brushing air against my skin "I'm coming for you soon, and this time, I'll make sure you don't survive" My neck snapped as he strengthened his grip.I woke up panting and sweating, holding my neck as though it would fall of my head from the impact.It took a while before I could recollect myself and finally convince my mind that it was just a dream.Elowen? Elowen...Something seemed so familiar about that
Montanne’s POVI trailed my fingers from his lips down to his chest. His heavy breathing brushed lightly against my skin.He was all mine—the Mighty King Damien—and I would die before I let him go to another woman.I stood up and covered myself with my robe. He seemed tired, so I let him sleep and get some rest while I took a bath and got dressed.I left him in the chambers quietly and went to the courtroom.Today was a special day because I was expecting some of the court ladies from BloodHowl for a tea party.I was going to be the Luna of this pack, so I obviously needed to mingle, get to know the women of the court, and gain their favor.To become a court lady, a woman’s husband had to be part of the King's chambermen—a close group of advisors he relied on.If I gained favor with the court ladies, they could convince their husbands, the chambermen, that I was right for Damien, ensuring there would be no opposition on their part.I would have a very smooth ride to the throne, right
Elowen's POVI felt the warmth of his hands lifting me up from the cold floor and carrying me out of the prison walls.It all seemed blurry now. Maybe it was just a dream.I tried to sit up and look around, but that slight movement only sent a searing pain across my back. I winced and laid back down."Easy now honey" a stern voice came through from beside my bed. I turned to look at who it was.My vision was still a bit blurry, but I could make out his orange hair and golden eyes. Those features seemed familiar.And that voice...I felt my hands on the bed. It was soft and the sheets scented of roses. The room was dimly lit and I smelled burning incense and herbal medicines. This was certainly not the maid's quarters.I blinked rapidly trying to clear the haze from my vision. The man beside me shifted and I felt his golden eyes watching over me."I was really worried about you Elda." Even though I recognized the voice, it came softer than I remembered."I'm sorry I couldn't protect yo
Damien's POVI needed to find a way to control myself, but each time my eyes rested on her body which was scarred and stained with blood, fury rose within me like a storm."Who are you?" She asked, her voice was barely above a whisper and her lips trembled.Who was I?Of course I was the King of BloodHowl, the ruler of a pack greatly feared across the lands, but she didn't need to know that. That wasn't what she needed. Right now, she didn't need a King, she needed a protector. She needed me to protect her.Without answering, I lifted her up gently, careful not to aggravate her wounds. Her arms were fragile and wrapped around my neck. I suddenly felt a strange sense of possessiveness stir within me.She was light, too light. It was as if she hadn't eaten anything proper for days.The mere thought of it angered me further. Had she been treated so harshly in my own Kingdom?I carried her through the dimly lit halls and ignored the whispers and stares of the servants. They couldn't dar
ELOWEN'S POVIt didn't take long before I was surrounded by guards pointing their swords at me.Montanne wrapped herself tightly to cover her body as the guards came in."Help me. Help me please!" She screamed as tears streamed from her eyes. She looked so helpless and defenseless, not at all like the woman who was just about to strangle me."Please help me! This thief came into my chamber and started searching for what to steal" she sobbed profusely "when I came out and she saw me, she wanted to attack me before I screamed"A slow knowing smile curved at the corner of her lips, so small that only I would notice.The guards looked at her with so much pity, like she was some fragile egg.I was about to open my mouth to defend myself, but I quickly shut it when they glared at me with all their fury.Before I could process what was going on, I felt two hefty hands grab my arms and I was being pulled away from Montanne's room."No! I didn't do anything. It was a mistake" I pleaded, but my
Damien's POVI continued to walk further down the hallway, searching for Montanne's chambers.She had requested to see me quite a while ago now, and I was sure she would have been impatiently waiting for me.But I wasn't disturbed at all. Deep down I was glad I couldn't find her room. I needed some air. I needed to think.Montanne always had one request or another when I went to meet her, but right now, as much as I hated to admit it, another woman was on my mind.That girl.Who was she?No woman had ever spoken to me like that in my entire life. Not even when I was a prince, and the last one at that.But she looked right into my eyes and insulted me. She obviously had no idea who I was, no idea that I was the King, meaning she wasn't from here.Could she be the servant Rhea requested to stay in the Palace?But that couldn't be possible. The robe she was wearing was made of pure silk and embroidered. Those were not clothes a servant could afford.Then who was she?And why did I feel
Elowen's POVI winced in pain as my maid tightened the corset of my dress. She dragged the ropes so sharply that I could almost feel the content of my stomach giving way. Not that I had anything to eat that morning. I was too nervous to even take a bite out of anything.I stood in front of the mirror, admiring the fitting of the dress. I was clothed in a delicate ivory satin, detailed with silver embroidery. The hem of the dress was laced with precious stones, but none of the stones were as precious as the day was to me.I struggled to sit down, my stomach tightly snatched, as my maid styled my white hair into soft waves. My makeup was lightly done, adding a touch of red to my lips.I am Elowen, princess of MoonShire Pack. And today, I am going to be Queen Luna after I marry Thorne Blackwood.Just thinking about it made my heart beat faster. The wedding was a very private one, only few people were invited. Thorne strictly supervised the guest list himself, inviting my brother, few o...
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