Elsa's Pov I stared into his eyes with so much passion and said it slowly so that it was going to feel every single word of what I was about to say and absorb it into his head gradually. I could hear his heart beating hard against his chest as though it was running a race already waiting for me to spill out the word from my mouth. "Do you know that Andrea is plotting to end your life ever since she came to this pack house?" I said to him and his face flushed immediately. "Not this again, I thought we had already gone over this?" He said to me but that wasn't even what I was talking about. "Or Do you have evidence now that she was the one that did it?" He inquired with a worried look on his face. "Not really, though I still suspect her anyway." I muttered and he shot a frustrated stare at me. "I have already told you, as long as there is no evidence that she is the one that did it, I don't have anything to do about it." He returned with a long sigh. "Well, we could just let tha
Andrea POV They dragged me along with them and this time, I didn't struggle with them, not even a single bit. "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have liked him at first. I should have known that we were a thousand worlds apart. He was just a mere Werewolf and I was the descendant of the moon goddess." I thought in my head as my heart was torn apart into shreds. And even though I had already vowed that nothing about him was going to make me feel hurt again, his harsh words rekindled the wound that was already dying down in my heart making it to feel as though it was just yesterday. I was thrown into a different dungeon from the dungeon I was thrown into the other time and this time, it was way darker and creepier. I was alone in the dungeon for days and had nobody to talk to except the guards who came to give me food and the other only thing that they did was mock the hell out of me. Nobody ever came to me and told me what I did to warrant all these punishments. I drew a long bre
Elsa's Pov I heard she fainted the other day and she was getting better now but I somehow wished that she would lay on that sick bed forever, never standing up. Or she would just die or return to wherever she came from and let all of us be. I had to move on with my next plan as soon as I could. I wanted to see my brother and tell him that we had taken our plan to the next level and get her chased out of the pack. A dark smile hovered on my face as I walked slowly toward his room with a dark smile hanging on my face. When I got to the room, I shot a stare at him. "Good morning sister." He greeted me quickly but I didn't return the courtesy. We haven't been that close since I remembered. He was always stuffed with state issues while I started up trouble at home and bullied the servants. "Come with me, we need to talk." I blotted out to him and he nodded his head following me closely from behind but halfway through our journey, Andrea passed by and my face twisted with hate and
Andrea POV I could feel my anger rising so badly that I had to clutch my hands to control my rising. I walked into the kitchen with so much anger. "I can allow her to go scout free. How dare she tell me to go and prepare a meal for her brother when the pack cooks were littered all around doing absolutely nothing." I thought in my head as my face squeezed with so much hate and anger. "What am I going to do to them now?" I thought in my head and then, a deadly thought crossed my mind and a dark smile hovered on my face. "I was going to poison them with the meal but not a fast action kind of poison, a slow kind of position that they were not going to notice that I had even done anything until the dying minute. "I prepared the meal slowly and when I was done, I got the herb that I needed and I stared it perfectly into it." Halfway through the act, I felt a little bit uneasy, but it wasn't because of what I was about to do, something in me just told me that something was wrong. B
Andrea POV My face was flushed with awe as I watched Arthur walking into the place with a smile hanging on his face. I was confused, and I was staring at him. "How could it be that I have been mated to my mortal enemy?" I thought in my head confused. I could feel my heart beating hard against my chest, the mate bond so strong, my legs shivering hard. "What should I do now?" I thought. My lips were shivering, wanting to pronounce the word mate from my mouth but I was able to hold them back. "I am not going to stoop so low to be the one to pronounce him as my mate." I thought in my head my face twisted with hate and anger and I wished I could just go over to him, tear him apart, and put an end to this drama. "What could. he even be doing here, why hasn't he eaten his meal and just died." I growled. He moved slowly toward me and I noticed that he was also lost sniffing. "Maybe that is the reason that he had to leave his meal, to search for his so-called mate." I gasped. He co
Andrea POV "Andrea," Jax said, his voice barely above a whisper. I didn't respond, still staring off into the distance. "I know that I hurt you, and I'm sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen." Jax said. I scoffed, feeling the anger and pain rising up inside me. "You never meant for any of this to happen? You let me believe that I had a chance with you, that maybe you felt the same way. But all along, you had already chosen someone else." Jax took a step closer to me, and I could feel his heat radiating off his body. "Andrea, please, just listen to me. I never intended to hurt you. I was confused, and I made a mistake." I finally turned to face him, my eyes red and swollen from crying. "A mistake? Do you even realize how much this hurts me? I'm supposed to be your protector, but who's protecting me?" Jax reached out to touch me, but I pulled away, not wanting to feel his touch. "I can't do this, Jax. I can't be around you anymore. Not after what you did to me." I stood
Andrea POV As I helped Jax to his feet, he winced in pain. "Thanks, Andrea," he muttered, his eyes locked on the ground. I nodded in response, feeling a mix of emotions. On one hand, I was relieved that he was going to be okay. But on the other hand, I couldn't help but feel angry at him for putting himself in this situation. Days turned into weeks, and Jax's condition slowly began to improve. He was still weak and vulnerable, but he was no longer in danger of dying. As I tended to him, I couldn't help but notice how different he was from the Jax I had known before. He was no longer the arrogant and selfish alpha I had once known. Instead, he was humble and grateful for my help. One day, as I was tending to Jax's wounds, he opened his eyes and looked directly at me. For a moment, we just stared at each other in silence. Then, he spoke softly. "Thank you for saving my life," he said. "I know that I haven't always been the easiest person to get along with, but I want you to know th
The Proposal Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. Jax and I grew closer with each passing day, and I knew that I had found my home in his pack. One evening, as we sat by the fire, Jax turned to me and took my hand in his. "Andrea, there's something I need to ask you," he said, his eyes filled with love. I felt my heart skip a beat. Was he going to propose? "Will you be my mate?" he asked, his voice filled with sincerity. Tears filled my eyes as I realized that this was what I had been waiting for all along. "Yes," I whispered. "I will be your mate." Jax's face broke into a wide grin, and he pulled me into a passionate kiss. As we broke apart, Jax reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box. "Andrea, there's one more thing," he said He opened the box, revealing a beautiful silver necklace with a moon-shaped pendant. "This was my mother's necklace," he said, placing it around my neck. "I want you to have it as a symbol of our love and commitment to e