~Brandon~ Justin hushed everyone for Noah to speak and gave him the floor. I had begun to realise that Noah was the talkative of the twins, and he didn't even say much. That said a lot, and it made me wonder how their friends managed. "According to legal stipulations, an inquiry shall be clandestinely initiated within the impacted regions to ascertain their exoneration from the transgression for which they were proscribed. Substantiating the rehabilitation of both the territory and its inhabitants is requisite for the enactment of a provisional respite. Following thorough examination and confirmation of the territory's redemption, stringent monitoring shall ensue for a duration of three years prior to the complete rescission of the embargo." Noah said, and even I could not fully understand what it meant. "Simple words, Noah," Henry said, and everyone laughed. Noah sighed to rephrase himself. "It means the law says an investigation would be secretly launched in the affected region
~Brandon~ The invitation took me by surprise, but the sincerity in Anthony's eyes was unmistakable. Despite the challenges that lay ahead, there was a sense of unity in his words, a shared determination to face whatever trials awaited us together. And as I looked around at the faces of my newfound allies, a flicker of hope ignited within me. Perhaps, against all odds, we could emerge victorious. "Sure, I do not mind," I said, and they began to leave. "Great, meet us at the dining hall in the Alpha Wing in one hour and thirty minutes," Justin said, walking past me. He stopped and placed his hand on my shoulder. I looked at him, and he sighed. "Victory isn't guaranteed, Knight. We can't win them all, nor can we have it all. Every loss carries a lesson. Brush yourself off and rise again. The future holds unforeseen opportunities," he said with a smile and walked away. His words sank deep into my soul. I believe it was because I wore my misery on my sleeves. My pain was palpable,
~Lilly~ Life, they say, is a mystery. Sometimes, we think we already know, but the truth is we don't. When I was eighteen, I thought I would find my fate. I wasn't big on it since my parents weren't fated, but I wondered how nice it would be for me to experience the bond; it never happened to me, and life went on. I never hoped for much, and neither was I actively searching. I would lie if I said I wasn't plagued by loneliness at night, but there was nothing I could do about it but wait. Years went by, and I watched friends, family and acquaintances find their soulmates, their fated partners, as they called them. I witnessed their joy, their struggles, and their unwavering support for each other, and while I was genuinely happy for them, a part of me couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. I questioned myself countless times—was I doing something wrong? Was I not putting myself out there enough? Was I too picky? But deep down, I knew that fate had its own timeline, its own plan f
~Lilly~ As the realisation sunk in, a bitter taste filled my mouth, and I fought back the bitter tears threatening to spill from my eyes. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. I deserved more than to be a mere footnote in someone else's love story, a consolation prize for a man who had already made his choice. But even as I raged against the injustice of it all, a small part of me couldn't help but wonder—was there still a chance for redemption? Could Brandon find the courage to break free from the chains he was bound with by his wife and embrace the possibility of a new beginning? I held my breath, waiting for him to speak, to offer something, anything, but as the silence stretched on, the truth became painfully clear. With a heavy heart, I turned away, steeling myself against the ache of disappointment and betrayal. For in that moment, I knew that my fairy tale ending was nothing more than a fleeting dream, a figment of my imagination destined to remain forever out of reach. Te
~Lilly~ I resisted the urge to turn and face the owner of the voice, my heart pounding in my chest as I struggled to maintain my composure. The scent of morning dew wafted towards me, mingling with the familiar musk that could only belong to one person. I didn't know whether to stand and look at him or remain seated, mirroring the uncertainty that plagued my thoughts. Hazel's silence only added to the tension that hung in the air like a heavy fog. We were both afraid—afraid of what his words might bring, afraid of the inevitable rejection that loomed on the horizon. I suspected he was here to deliver the final blow, to explain why we could never be together. It was a truth I had been dreading, yet I knew deep down that it was inevitable. As his footsteps drew nearer, my resolve wavered, and I struggled to find the courage to face him. With each passing moment, the weight of anticipation grew heavier, anchoring me to the bench as if rooted in place. I knew I should stand up, should
~Lilly~ At my words, he visibly relaxed, a gentle but mature smile gracing his features. "I want to try, Lilly. I want to accept our bond and give it a chance," he declared, his voice filled with determination as he met my gaze with unwavering conviction. "I know I may not have much to offer, and my circumstances are far from ideal, but I promise you this—I will do everything within my power to make it right. I won't let this blessing slip away from my life," he vowed, his grip on my hands tightening ever so slightly. "Today, I endured the deepest, most unimaginable pain, and in my darkest hour, I cried out to the moon for solace. And in her wisdom, she bestowed upon me the gift of you," he continued his words, a testament to the depth of his emotions. "I plan to embrace it, Lilly. I plan to do whatever it takes to be with you," he said, and I was surprised because I could see that he was dead serious. "What about your wife? You are a married man, and I do not want to break anyon
~Noah~ I was uncomfortable without Winter while we sat at the table. She was weak from Brandon's rejection, and she spent most of the time crying in my arms. It was hard to see her so broken. I felt powerless, and even though I wanted to claim her to ease her hurting heart, I wanted to do it in my home, not in the palace. So I held off. She eventually fell asleep before I went to the lounge for our meeting. I was eager for that meeting because Sebastien and I had spent the night studying the laws of the King's council and were able to devise a plan that would work in Brandon's favour. Everyone decided to adopt the plan, and I was glad that we were on to something. When it was time for dinner, I figured Winter wasn't strong enough, because she opted that she would only eat soup. I instructed the maids to serve her dinner in the room and decided I would just show up for a few minutes out of respect to everyone and return to the room. Little did I know that I would witness a miracl
~Noah~ Winter was asleep by the time I returned to the room. I did not want to trouble her, so I opted to eat silently and then join her in bed. I felt a strong relief wash through me seeing her lying peacefully in bed. Now that Brandon had a second-chance mate, his history with Winter was over, and he would not look at her longingly anymore, just like Uncle Sylvester and Luna Susan. They were once fated, but he rejected her because he was with Queen Tamia then. Queen Tamia and Uncle Sylvester became second-chance mates after that. Queen Tamia, too, had rejected Alpha Devin for Uncle Sylvester. It was odd how Luna Susan and Alpha Devin ended up together. When around them, you would never know that they were once fated. It is as if it never happened. I was glad to know that, from now on, Brandon would no longer trouble Winter or long after her again. I was glad that their story had truly ended, and she was now fully mine. After finishing the meal, I did some research on the computer