URSULA'S POV. I entered my room and slammed the door behind me. I couldn't believe how Elsa had treated me. I was just trying to be friendly and check up on her, but she was so hostile toward me. It was as if she thought I had some ulterior motive or something. I sat down on my bed and took a deep breath, trying to calm down. I knew I shouldn't let her get to me like this, but her words and actions had hurt me deeply. I had always been kind to her, even when she was just a prisoner, and now that she was free, she was treating me like an enemy. But then I realized that maybe it was my fault. Maybe I had done something to make her feel this way. I tried to think back on our interactions, but I couldn't recall anything that would warrant her hostility. I sighed and decided to let it go. I didn't want to let her negative energy affect me anymore. I had other things to worry about, like the fact that Alpha Gulther and Arthur were back, and rogue attacks were happ
ELSA'S POV.As the days went by, I began to feel a growing sense of unease. At first, I tried to brush it off as just my imagination, but the feeling only grew stronger with each passing day. I couldn't quite put my finger on what was causing it, but it was there, lurking in the back of my mind like a shadow.I found myself jumping at even the slightest noise, my heart racing with fear. I began to avoid going out of my room, preferring to stay locked away where I felt safe. But even in my room, I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching me, waiting for me to make a mistake.I tried to talk to Nia about it, but she just brushed it off as me being paranoid. She told me that everything was fine and that I was just letting my fears get the best of me. But I knew deep down that something was off, something was not right.I couldn't help but wonder if Ursula had something to do with it. After all, she had been so kind to me lately, it was almost too good to be true. Perhaps she
Elsa's POVI emerged from the dungeon, my clothing and face splattered with blood. The red of it made me stand out even more against my white fur. I was not one to shy away from a fight, but I had not expected it to be this messy.The scent of the blood mixed with the scent of the earth and sweat, filling my nostrils. My clothes clung to me, damp and heavy from the sweat and blood. I could feel the stickiness of the blood on my fur, making it uncomfortable to move. I wanted nothing more than to get rid of these clothes and take a long, hot shower.My heart was racing with the excitement of the past few hours. I had managed to extract the information I needed from the rogues who had dared to come near our territory. The scent of their blood filled my nostrils, and for a moment, I reveled in the feeling of power that coursed through my veins.As I walked towards my chambers, I could feel the eyes of my pack members following me, their respect and fear palpable. I could hear their murmur
ELSA'S POV.I couldn't take it anymore. The fear, the anxiety, the constant feeling of being trapped. It was suffocating me. As I got ready for dinner, I realized that I had been thinking about escaping for days now. I knew it was a dangerous idea, but the thought of being free was too enticing.I wore my best dress and put on a fake smile as I made my way to the dining hall. The moment I entered, I saw Alpha Arthur sitting at the head of the table. My heart started racing, and I felt like running away.As I sat at the dinner table, my mind was racing with thoughts of escape. But I tried to distract myself by focusing on the food that had been served before us. The aroma of the freshly roasted chicken filled my nostrils, making my mouth water. The skin of the chicken looked crispy and golden, and the meat looked juicy and tender. I picked up my fork and knife, ready to dig in.But as I looked around the table, I saw that there were so many other dishes that had been served as well. Th
NIA's POVI couldn't help but worry about Elsa. Something seemed off about her lately, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. She looked so scared and forlorn all the time, like she was carrying a heavy burden on her shoulders. I tried to talk to her about it, but she always brushed me off, saying she was just tired or had a headache.I knew that wasn't the whole truth. I had a feeling that something more was going on, something that she wasn't ready to share with anyone yet. I wanted to help her, to be there for her, but she seemed to be pushing me away.It was hard seeing her like this. Elsa was always the strong one, the one who never let anything get to her. But now she seemed so vulnerable and fragile, like a bird with a broken wing. I wanted to reach out and comfort her, but I didn't know how.Every time I saw her, my heart ached with worry. I wanted to ask her what was wrong, to help her in any way I could, but I didn't want to make things worse. So, I just watched her from
ELSA's POVI was hiding inside a room, waiting anxiously for the guards to clear out so that I could make my escape. My heart was pounding so hard that I could barely hear myself think. I had made up my mind to leave the pack, no matter what the consequences might be. I couldn't bear the thought of being trapped here for the rest of my life, living in fear of the rogues and the constant threat of danger.But the guards were taking forever to move. I had been waiting for what felt like hours, but they showed no sign of leaving anytime soon. I was beginning to feel restless and impatient, wondering if I would ever be able to leave this place. I kept pacing back and forth, listening for any sound that might signal the guards' departure.I tried to calm myself down by taking deep breaths, but it was no use. My mind was racing with thoughts of escape, and I couldn't focus on anything else. I was so close to freedom, yet it felt like it was slipping away from me with every passing moment.F
I could hear the sound of their footsteps behind me, pounding the ground with each step. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, propelling me forward as I ran for my life. But no matter how fast I ran, the guards were always right behind me.One of the guards lunged forward, his arm outstretched to grab me. I could feel his fingers graze my clothes, but I managed to twist out of his grip and keep running. Another guard tried to cut me off, but I darted to the side and continued on my path.I could hear them shouting, angry that I had managed to slip away from them. They were getting closer, their voices growing louder with each passing second. I could see their forms in the distance, silhouetted against the moonlight.As I ran, I stumbled over a tree root and nearly fell. My heart pounded in my chest as I scrambled to my feet and kept going. The guards were getting closer, their breath hot on my neck.But I refused to give up. I pushed myself harder, my legs aching wit
ELSA's POVI woke up to the sound of the door creaking open. The physician came in with a tray of medical supplies. I sat up on my bed, my eyes still swollen and my body still aching. I watched as the physician placed the tray on the table beside my bed and pulled up a chair to sit beside me.He began to examine my wounds, starting with the one on my forehead. He gently touched it, causing me to wince in pain. He apologized and then proceeded to clean it with some antiseptic. The smell of it was overwhelming, making me feel dizzy. He then wrapped a bandage around my head, making sure it was snug but not too tight.He then moved to my arm, which was bruised and swollen. He asked me to hold out my arm, which I did with some difficulty. He examined it, and I winced again when he touched a particularly tender spot. He muttered something under his breath and then began to apply some ointment to the bruise. The ointment was cool and soothing, and I felt some relief from the pain.He then mo
ELSA'S POVBy the time it was evening, I was sickly tired waiting for Arthur to show up. He had boldly asked me not to come, that I should enjoy my day but if I was honest, I swear that I had done anything but enjoy today. Be anxious? sure. Get mad? Definitely. Shiver? Hmm-mm. Get happy a tad? Sure again. I had rocked and rocked and rocked, getting so tired of waiting that evening. I was about to go west my fancy jacket and go have this uncertain conversation with him that is scary with him when the door knob turned and I froze. Arthur came in and to my pleasure and displeasure, he wore a giant smile on his face probably happy that he could finally see me, honestly after my mini-investigation in the semi-afternoon, I was not so sure anymore."Hey, well... Aren't you a sight for sore eyes. A kiss?" He asked, walking towards me in such a hurry, you might mistake me for the breath of life. He looked so good and I knew I could get easily distracted by that but I chose not to. I rose a han
ELSA'S POVOur wedding night had not been what I thought it was going to be. It was everything I imagined and more and the fact that I did not get any sleep was pleasing instead of stressful. When I opened my eyes the next morning, I could not find Arthur, I sat up, rubbing my eyes from the pleasing exhaustion at the same time. I looked around and if I was being honest just as I felt different, in a good way, the room looked different too. So different and good too. I flashed a smile to myself as I thought that of course it would look different because I was not in my room, I was in Arthur's room or if I was being accurate, I would say my room. I got up from the bed and walked swiftly to the mirror, naked. I looked at myself in the mirror and not only did I feel different, I looked different. There were hickeys on my neck and ear, it was certainly an interesting look. I wore the robe I found on Arthur's side of the bed, which was made and a white card that had little hearts on it. I
ELSA'S POVThe big wedding was in motion. I mean the planning was in motion but it was the same thing. Most people were so surprised when Arthur gave the announcement that day. Shocked to the brim and beyond while some smiled and nodded their approval. The rest just glared at me as though they would have loved to stab me with a knife if it was allowed. Shreds. And I did not even blame them, I was still surprised myself. I was so excited just as I was anxious. I still had a baby growing in me and I did not know the father and I was freaking out. I could scratch my own eyes out. Just as the wedding planning was in set, so was my running away planning. I needed to flee with my head still intact."What are doing in here staring at the wall?" I turned and saw Nia standing at the door with an amused look on her face. I flashed her a smile and shook my head slowly, thinking of what to say. "Arthur has been smiling since yesterday, I am so surprised that his jaw is not been hurting yet." She
ELSA'S POVI had no idea that there was a cabin back here. When Emily directed me here it was like she had been blabbing. I had walked this whole place and this was the first time I was seeing this place. I guess the structure of the house was weird. I stood in front of the 'invisible' cabin and searched for the most important words at that moment. I knew the words I wanted to say were that I loved him so much, that l was willing to put away the paralysis of fear that held me down, and that I wanted to be his wife. That I was going to be his wife. That was the most important one. I took three bold and quiet steps up the small stair that had its wood painted red. Nice.My stomach rumbled in fear and my heart thudded against my chest. I raised my hands to knock and surprisingly on the first attempt it landed on the door with a very faint thud, produ
NIA'S POV"I wanted it to be a surprise for you. But I just needed something to give me an edge and make you listen to me. I love you and if staying here will make you believe it then I'm staying here and I'm not leaving. But that depends on what you think of it all. I need to be sure that you are comfortable with it. I don't want to shove anything down your throat and force you to want this just because I do. Do you understand?" He asked and I nodded. A big smile on my face."Woah. I love how you put things and I love that you are doing this for me. You have no idea how much it means to me, Silas. I have never been in love and most importantly I have never had someone love me to the extent of wanting to make a big change as big as what you just announced to make me happy. And I love you too. So much." I said and he closed his eyes for a moment, s
NIA'S POVThere he was. Silas, sat at the edge of the large rock everyone seemed to like. I smiled lightly at the cliche of happy things. I had searched everywhere for him, now that I think about it, why did I not search for him here before going to their tent area? Silly of me.I walked further into the space and I saw a striking blonde woman, who if I was being honest, I had nothing on. Why was Silas talking to this woman out here in the love garden? And why was I suddenly comparing this woman whom I did not know to myself? Insecurities were never a friend. Silas turned to look at them and immediately stood up, putting a clever distance between the both of them as if they were close. They were not. So why was he tripping?"Hey! Um... Hi." He said, grasping for words to say. I gave him a tight-lipped smile and nodded to tell him that I had heard the first greeting and he did not need to repeat it."Hi, if you have a company that would stay long then maybe I should come back, I was th
URSULA'S POV"Woah, mum. You are not selling my sister and definitely not the same man you sold me off to. I will not let that happen. If you need the money do bad and Dad can't control his silly problem and you love him so much, why don't you just go get married to Arthur yourself." I said they both gasped. Okay even though I was angry at that moment I had to admit it was nice to actually get a reaction from my father. He was such a doll sometimes. But apparently, he was not when he was being irresponsible with his money, ordering the servants and selling off his children."You dashed everything I once wanted for myself a few years ago and I am not going to let you do that to Sasha too. You do not even ask us what we want, or what we need. You just know that you have to get your money up and running. Did you ask her what she wanted?" I asked and my mother gestured behind me."She's right behind you and you can use your ears to hear that she was okay with it." I turned around and saw
URSULA'S POVWe all just sat there, no words being said. I guess maybe we were all basking in the memory we had spent in the house. I could not just let the house sell, it was unacceptable, that was where I had my first steps, and said my first words. I opened my mouth, then closed it again. Convinced that even if words were going to come out it was going to be all memories and not help anybody in the current situation we were in. A question finally came out."Um... So how did this happen and why was I not informed sooner?" I finally asked, tired. My family had no perks, only disadvantages. It was maddening and annoying."Well, we thought we could fix it on our own and still think we can fix it, we just need time and six days is no time." My mother said, looking over her shoulders at my father who still had his back on the chair. I wondered how he was still calm enough after all this bad news, it was his farm and he had a lot of land to use. I mean I would not go hungry, cannot. I was
URSULA'S POVThe smile that was on my face when I saw that Nia and Gloria were talking was very big. I wore a big smile on my face because that was enough proof to know that the story I had given her had worked. I wanted this meeting to have a very successful outcome and I knew that could not happen if the two key people involved could not deal with each other, it would not be a success. It would be a big disaster and I did not want that.Now that that seemed settled, I looked around, my eyes searching for Andrew. It was a dreaded day for Arthur, for everyone, but I bet he was with him. The event had already begun and the both of them were still not seen so I could bet that some pep talks were being carried out. There were a lot of faces here, a lot of young faces eager to be the lycan king's wife if only they knew that it was no fairytale but rather it was a nightmare I would bet my ass that they would not be here right now with big smiles on their faces. My eyes caught what seemed t