WRITERS POV * Edwin had banged repeatedly on Thomas’s door, it was odd that he didn’t hear a response from his ever-eccentric friend, a maid that was assigned to Thomas had apologized to him as she went into the room to tell Thomas that Edwin was there But her screams had alerted the alpha who had busted into the room to see the maid who had let out hurried screams filled with horror Edwin’s attention moved to the motionless body that lay on the floor, his now pale skin and lifeless eyes that were still open, but Thomas wasn’t moving Edwin had immediately knelt forward and felt his pulse, but there was none, it made him panic more, “No, no,” he chanted shaking the stiff body, “Thomas!” he called but there was no answer He looked around the room searching for at least a fraction of a little idea of what and who caused his friend’s lifeless body that laid limp, his eyes skimmed through a rippled letter by the table beside the drugs, and the incessant cries of the maid were not help
WRITER’S POV * After rose had seen that she couldn’t help but feel empty when she went home, her husband the count had come back from his journey, she was surprised to see him since he didn’t inform her that he was coming But the luggage was much more than he came back with, she opened her chamber doors only for someone to jump on her, “Sister!” the person exclaimed, her loud voice almost making the countess jump from her skin “h, my heavens, Bethany?!” rose exclaimed she hugged her, she was her junior sister she was a year older than they both had green eyes from their family gene but instead Bethany’s hair was red and hers was a light brown, “Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” she exclaimed hugging her sister again, she needed the warmth of another woman, to talk to, “rose, you seem…sad, from your scent, “ Bethany called, she had always even right through her, she even knew she never wanted to marry the count, as he was far older than her, but her family wanted the con
WRITER’S POV . . “Daring might I add” “excuse me?” Edwin asked the princess as the music continued playing on, his hands taking her up in traditional turn before they came back to Each other, his eyes stayed cold like a piercing iced sword pointed right at him, she was toying with him, ”I mean, what would the people think? Your friend died a few days ago here yet here you are partying, and from what I heard you are the one that found him, but you punishing innocent maids and servants instead” “that a bit crossing the line”, he growled, his response to her claims made him all the angrier and he was the only one who could hear this side of her, she was smart picking to face him over a crowd and music “what? I just had to be sure, you never know who would kill their friend, and from the shady rumors about Anna, it is more likely right” He couldn’t take it anymore his soured scent of anger spread all over the room, making everyone halt from the alpha sudden anger, he wasn’t thinkin
WRITER’S POV • • Andrew Hawkson, he was a poor beta in the village grounds of Eastville, everyone passed him by as no one had ever shown him kindness, Being the butcher’s son even when he was yet to learn more, but he was always ridiculed by the masses, and no one ever looked at him twice, but the only person who had her come to be nice to him and talk to him was Anna, She was like a shining ray In his life, he remembered the first time he met her, his father had beaten him up over again because he had found him with a book instead of cutting meat like he was supposed to, he left a huge scar from a broken bottle he had used on Andrew's right cheek He was left in the mud under the rain, face bleeding body weak from the never-ending blows his father had put on his body, He felt lost but in the cold rain and everything turnings blurred he felt warm hands touch his cheeks squinting his eyes forward to see Anna under a small coat her face filled with so many emotions, “Are you alr
WRITERS POV~~* Darkness dawned on the kingdom of sorex, just like every other night, with the wind chimes at the bar turning at every gust of wind from the windows, while nobles and normal wolves alike often came to the bar to have a life outside theirs and to fuck omegas alike, anything to give them the feeling of freedom But it was also a place where one could get a lot of intel about the nobles and royals, that was why Andrew had made his way to the tavern, an inside man had information on his targets and he wanted to see to it himself, yes, he was at the party and watched the particular scene that had happened before him, it was a rather surprising experience to see one of the four targets embarrassed by the princess, but Andrew couldn’t put his hands on it, on why he was so enamored by the princess's behavior It irked him to know she was married to someone who had left anna for death, he had learned that his inside man was hiding that as a secret from him, and it made him an
WRITER’S POV • • It was close to the morning than midnight when the viscount’s house went from being quiet and erupting in noise, waking the whole household up, The consistent banging on the doors couldn’t even let a dead man Rest In Peace, Phillip had woken up in irritable anger and confusion as to who was disturbing everyone, the person was going to get sure of his wrath from the viscount Who the bloody hell is that banging on the door?! The viscount raged as he tied his robe, his other hand with a shotgun ready to blow whose person head it was, He heard a small noise outside, his maid had crept in with a worried looked on her face, “ my lord “ she started catching her breath as it looked like she had run to get there “What is it?! Who is that scoundrel at my front door and dares to wake up my household?” “ my lord you need to see this” ⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️ Phillip didn’t know what to expect when he went out but he didn’t expect to hear the voice of his friend at the other side of
WRITERS POV Count Breton’s house…. * * The household of the counts was already buzzing with maids and servants alike as they got their house chores immediately at first light, but the family members were still in their best as to say the sister of the countess Bethany She woke in high spirits as she was going to be accompanying her brother-in-law somewhere exciting, she had come down from the large queen-sized bed leaving it unlaid as that was not her job, even if she wasn’t well before she had gotten used to maids doing everything for her, She made her way downstairs to have breakfast before dressing up, it wasn’t a normal occasion so she wore the fanciest yet modest thing she had brought, with shining sapphire earrings that give her skin a little more shine After her minimal makeup, she had sauntered down to where the count was waiting for her, ‘they had both gotten into a prestigious carriage that was waiting for them, she looked back to give a rose a little wave before they
WRITER’S POV • • “It is from Phillip” Anna scaled as she read through the letter, the room has become quiet only the fore place making small cracks as the fire woods split from the flames, “ he wants us to me for me to come to see him “ Anna explained to Kal who was silent, his hands covering his mouth as he was in thought “ I can just –” “No,” he called making her look up in surprise by his answer “ what ?” “ No, Anna, you must heed to what he wants, he would just want to drag you more into this, I don't want you near that murderer “ Kal we have talked about this” “ yes we did, I said I will help you, my love, I will but you do not need to be near him, you do not need to associate with him anymore” “ I need to find out who killed Thomas “ “ you do not need to, good riddance that someone else killed him,” Kal exclaimed with his hands up in the air before it came to his waist “ I just don’t want him near you Anna” “ Kal, you know that’s all I want with him, I can’t get close
WRITER’S POV••With the reign of King Michael, the Kingdom had become orderly and a peaceful place and the sale of opium was nonexistent in the KingdomMichael has been working nonstop helping wherever he could to keep himself busy but Anna couldn’t help but notice that he had become quiet and had tried to stay far away from her it was unsettlingSometimes she would catch him staring, trying to ng hard t control himself before he left the room for her, she was Five months in and it was evident her baby bump had grown a bit with her lean stature it wasn’t very bigHis disappearance always left her wondering what was won't, why he takes so long to contemplate touching her, until the night she smelt his pungent scent in the bathing roomShe stood spacing out in the mirror, his eyes a glowing hue of red, he didn’t notice Anna had woken up “ Love, you’re on your Rut” she choked out, as his pheromones filled her nostrils, why didn’t she notice, no wonder he had tried so hard to avoid
Writers POV ••“What makes you think I won’t pull this gun on you right now” Andrew just said his hands moving to his waist as he took in a breath “would you let me explain at least” “you don’t get the time or have the right to explain! you are the opium drug dealer you have been the one selling to Phillip and his friends, what makes you think I would believe if you were not working with them?” Michael growled as he held up the shotgun not breaking his stance, any wrong move and he was sure to pull the trigger on Andrew “would you believe that if I was working with these bastards I would kill him, wouldn’t it have been in my best interest to betray you instead?” “Tell me why I would trust you when you approached us in the first place you knew I was looking for you you approached my mate, my home, and my people.” “if I wanted to harm you, Prince Micheal, I would have thought that a long time ago, you are not my target, because you take care of the Princess and you’re a good man
WRITER’S POV••Anna braced herself for the impact as she lay hiding behind a large tree, she called her breathingPhillip’s footsteps drew nearer, by the Side line of her vision, Anna spotted a large wood branch, which she picked up as a weapon.She knew her shuffle caught his attention, good, even if he wanted to kill her she wouldn’t die without trying, she wouldn’t go down without a fight “ I hear you “ he called coming closer to the tree and had acted fast, hitting the gun out of his hands and using the heavy branch to land another blow on the wounded hand she had stabbed“Ahh, fuck!” he lashed out She ran to where the gun had landed, near the same cliff that she was thrown from, she lunged for the gun successfully grabbing it before he felt a hand pull her back and give her a hand snack on her face He claimed on top of her wasting to strangle her but she used the back of the gun to hit him hard on his face fibrinogen her the leverage of escaping his gripShe stood, bloodi
Writers POV••“Because I am that winemaker’s daughter! It” Anna roared as tears fell from her eyesThe viscount just looked at her like she has grown horns what does she mean he couldn’t believe her she is the Princess, the woman he killed looked nothing like her “What makes you think I would pleasure you call me insane? The one that has gone mad“ he called gaping at her as panic arose“You think I’m lying how would I know what you did to me how you stabbed me you threw me off the Cliff, you Philip!”“no, no,!” facing “ Everything I have done is to see you at this point, desperate, with no standing and my mercy, even I almost ran crazy when I woke in this body, but I knew I had a purpose, you killed my papa and that is unforgivable”Phillip stayed quiet like the word she had been uttering had finally invoked in, she never loved him, she was only playing him, but how was that possible how was she, Anna?!“ And I Would do it over and over again, to see you crumble and become not
WRITER’S POV••Anna had shifted in her sleep, the place she had been laid on was hard and cold, and her throbbed, she tried to move her body, but her body felt heavy and rigid on the cold wood floor She opened her eyes slowly, her head was still foggy from the impact of the drug, The first thing that was met with was the dark wood of the ceiling the moon had illuminated from the windows, she tired during her hands that were just gaining their strength back to raise and look around the dark house, to at least know where she was She looked over the wall, her spine locked up from an all too familiar feeling of the house she was in, the wall felt too familiar, she knew why, this was Edwin’s home, and this was the same room that they had changed her Forever“Hello my love, you’re awake ” Phillips looking voice echoed in the empty room with a tone of relief, he was seated in the only chair in the room as there was nothing thereAll the furniture and pictures must have been packed s
WRITER’S POV**Kal had raced home immediately, as he understood the intent behind that message the viscount had sent, “please be safe love please,” he muttered to himself, he was still miles away but he didn’t care, his hands tightened on the reins till it became white, hoping his horse could go faster He raced till he saw the familiar walls of the manor, but what was different was that the whole lights were on, at this time, it fell off and he felt his stomach churn in anxiety, the guard spotted him on the horse and opened the gates immediately, they all looked scared and worried“What is it ?” he called as she walked inside the manor“my lord we had sent word but it seems you had missed the messenger, my lord the p-princess she is isn’t here”Kal ran upstairs as soon as he said that, see a small crowd gathered in the middle was Marie with a wet cloth on her head, there was a red angry bump, and a cut on her lips, her face wet with tears, as soon a she looked up and saw t
WRITER’S POV**The search for Phillip continued and buzzed all over town, Philip had little choices of where he could lay low, opting for tattered taverns and cheap inns, with a thin blanket that couldn’t even keep him warm, How his life had come to this, he still didn’t know, maybe it was the moon goddess that was punishing him for atrocities he had committed, he wouldn’t go down like this, even though everyone was against him, he needed ivy to know that he loved her, he would convince her,The only thing he had managed to sneak out was a small ball of coins and a case filled with opium, even though he had sold opium, he had hardly used the substance, but now he was in desperate need of release, a desperate need to forget his troubles if he could, so he lighted you the opium, and took it to his mouth **Ann had been home, the guard and security tightened by the hour, with only a few selected maids to come and help her as everyone was on edge, anna had wanted to help in t
WRITER’S POV**The sun rose hot in the mid-morning as rose sifted from her long sleep, she peaked an eye open, the sun making her a little dizzy, as her whole body hut, she had then remembered what had occurred, flashes of that night occurred as panic arose in her, She bolted off the bed as she looked around her room to see the princess seated beside her, “rose is alright, you’re alright, he won’t hurt you anymore,” she assuredRose wasn’t convinced, her pained face turned into a scowl as her eyes stayed on the princess, “what are you doing here” rose asked hoarsely her throat dry from being parched“I did not come here to fight with rose, I heard what happened, ““And what you have come to gloat? That he hurt me, for you?”Annas face softened, she did have the strength to argue with rose, she knew the countess was hurting physically and mentally “I’m sorry” Anna called out making the countess surprised“I’m sorry that I couldn’t protect you from that monster, that he did
WRITER’S POV*The scream of the maid was what shocked the house of the count awake as all the servants came rushing out, to see what happened, everyone’s eyes widened when they saw guards carrying up the countess from the floor, with the maid still screaming bloody murder from what she had just seen, Rose was unconscious and her white nightgown dripped with blood, small cuts around her body bled red but the most prominent show of blood was from her leg, the mid all wailed and cried for the countess as he was rushed to her room, The guards had come to ask the poor maid who still looked traumatized from what she had witnessed, “what happened? The head guard asked they interrogated her, “what did you see who did you see?”“I-I just came out to get a glass of water, and I heard a struggled and a thud from upstairs, I couldn’t make it out at first but I saw him, he hit the countess, and he kicked her she fell, from the stairs” she called in almost a whisper as tears feel down“who