Novel-novel oleh His Majesty

Ronan's POV"Ronan, come back inside."My father’s voice echoed down the hallway just as I turned the corner away from the clinic. I stopped, I hadn't even reached my quarters yet, and he was already calling me back. I sighed, turning around, and walked back into the grand council hall. The room was empty now, the long table completely clear, but my father was still standing by the tall windows.He didn't look angry anymore."Sit down," he said, gesturing to the chair closest to him.I sat down, keeping my back straight. "Father, if this is about Thalia again—""It is," he interrupted, turning around to face me. He walked over and sat directly across from me. "But not in the way you think. I've been thinking about what you said. And I've been thinking about that girl. Vexley."I kept my face completely blank. "What about her?"​"She is truly a beautiful and wise woman," my father said, a small, sad smile touching his lips. "I watched the way she spoke to your mother, and I saw ho

Ronan’s POVThalia stood frozen between the two elite guards, her entire body rigid with disbelief.Her dark eyes widened as she stared at me, looking as though she couldn't comprehend what she had just heard.The order placing her under house arrest seemed leaving her completely stunned."You... you must be joking, Ronan," Thalia whispered, a manic, disbelieving laugh bubbling up from her throat."You are placing me under house arrest? The daughter of the northern Grand Alpha? In your own palace? You have completely lost your mind.""I have never been more serious in my entire life, Thalia," I stepped closer. "Look at what your psychotic jealousy has done. Look at her! Your malicious, wicked nature is the exact reason why I have hesitated to finalize this marriage for three years. I have sat back and watched you act superior to everyone in this court. I have watched you bully the servants, threaten the staff, and treat this entire pack like your personal playground. But targeting a

Ravenna’s POV Deep inside my heart, I was perfectly calm. I knew with certainty that Thalia hadn't sent that biker. The accident had been completely random.No one had planned it. It was nothing more than a reckless twist of fate that I had chosen to take advantage of.But the truth didn't matter.Blaming Thalia was a calculated move—a risk I took to push Ronan to his breaking point.I wanted to force him to choose a side once and for all. I needed him drowned in a toxic mixture of suffocating guilt and rage against his fiancée. I needed him to see her as a monster so that he would finally find the courage to destroy their alliance."What?" Ronan whispered, his voice trembling as his grip on my hand tightened to the point of pain. "No... no, Vexley, that’s impossible. Thalia wouldn't have done such a thing. She is arrogant, and she has a vicious temper, but she wouldn't resort to attempted murder on pack grounds. It’s too risky."I forced a fresh wave of tears to pool in my eyes,

Ravenna’s POVThe look on Ronan’s face had been absolutely priceless—he was a man completely starved, standing on the edge of a cliff I had built for him. But my triumph lasted for only a fraction of a second.The moment I stepped past the hallway leading toward the palace’s main exit, a sharp, suffocating scent hit my nose.*Thalia.*She stood in the middle of the hallway, her arms folded tightly across her chest. It was clear she had been waiting for us.The moment her eyes landed on us, a storm of anger flashed across her face.She looked like someone who had been waiting for this exact moment.She had clearly been waiting for me to leave his mother's wing. The moment her blazing eyes locked onto my face, she stepped forward, completely blocking my path."Well, well, look who it is," Thalia sneered, her voice dripping with pure hatred. "The little gutter rat finally crawled out of the royal quarters. Tell me, Vexley, does it make you feel important to play dress-up and kiss up to

Ravenna’s POVThe room fell silent.Ronan stood frozen in the doorway, unable to move. His eyes shifted from the beautiful gown in his mother's hands to my face.Confusion and panic filled his expression as he simply stared, as if trying to understand what he was seeing.Luna Selena turned her face to her son, her sharp gaze settling on him, a look of suspicion crossed her face. "Ronan, what is the meaning of this? Why on earth did you tell Vexley that today was my birthday when it clearly isn’t?"Ronan blinked in surprise, he looked completely caught off guard, as if his mind was racing to make sense of what was happening.For few seconds, he stood there speechless, thinking of what he could say to defend himself. "I... what? Mother, I didn't—""Oh, Prince Ronan, don't try to deny it now!" I quickly chipped in, letting out a soft, embarrassed chuckle as I stepped smoothly into the conversation. I turned to the Queen, making my face calm and innocent as I pretended to remember some

Ravenna’s POV The pain and hesitation in Ronan's eyes did nothing to soften me.If anything, it only made my anger burn hotter.I could see the longing written all over his face. A part of him clearly wanted to reach for me, to close the distance between us and stop fighting whatever he was feeling.Yet he remained frozen in place.Something was holding him back—something powerful enough to overcome even his deepest instincts.I couldn't understand it.Why was he resisting so hard?Why did he look at me like he wanted me more than anything, yet refuse to take a single step forward?The mystery frustrated me more than I cared to admit."I am done wasting my breath on you," I hissed, turning on my heel. I grabbed my bag and stormed out of his executive office, slamming the door behind me so hard the glass panels rattled.I marched down the corridor, my breath coming in short, angry gasps. But I didn't even make it to the end of the hallway before I heard his heavy boots sprinting afte

"Soren," I said, standing up from my chair. "Is there something you need?"Soren did not look at me. He kept his eyes fixed tightly on Amanda. His gaze was full of hidden warning and deep suspicion. It looked like he was completely on edge, like he was terrified that Amanda was going to say something she wasn't supposed to say."I heard we had a guest," Soren said, his voice deep and unusually cold. He took a slow step into the room, his eyes narrowing at my childhood friend. "Amanda. I did not expect to see you in my palace again."Amanda stood up too. She did not bow to him. She did not show him the deep respect the other pack members showed him. Instead, her eyes turned incredibly hard, and she stared right back at the great Alpha with an expression of pure anger."I came to see my best friend, Alpha Soren," Amanda said, her voice dripping with cold sarcasm."Since you failed to keep her safe, I had to come and see with my own eyes that she was truly alive."Soren’s jaw tightene

Seraphina’s POV Tears were still pouring down her cheeks. I did not know this woman.I had been trained to handle any surprise, but right now, my assassin instincts were completely frozen. "Evelyn?" the woman whispered, her voice shaking when she saw my blank expression. Her smile began to fade. "Please do not look at me like that. Do you really not know who I am?"I knew I had to act fast. If I panicked or said the wrong name, my entire cover would be blown right here in the hallway. I let out a soft, shaky breath and forced a look of deep sadness and frustration onto my face. I looked down at my hands."I am so sorry," I said, my voice cracking slightly. I let a real drop of sweat fall down my neck from the pure stress. "I... I do not remember you. I cannot remember anything."The woman gasped, her hands dropping from my shoulders. She looked completely heartbroken."Oh, my poor Evelyn," she cried, covering her mouth again. "The guards told me the forest had messed up your hea

Seraphina’s POVTwo full days had passed since the night I punished the maids in the royal courtyard, and the atmosphere inside the palace had completely changed.The heavy, open disrespect was entirely gone. When I walked down the hallways, the guards immediately stood up and bowed their heads. The palace maids no longer stood in corners gossiping about me. The moment they saw my hair, they dropped down to their knees, pressing their faces to the floor until I walked past them.They were finally treating me like a Queen. They respected my power. They knew exactly what I was capable of doing to them if they crossed the line.But I was not a fool. I was a trained assassin, and I could read the hidden language of their bodies.When they bowed to me, I saw how their hands turned into tight, angry fists. I caught the dark, hateful glares they shot at my back when they thought I was no longer looking. The fear had made them obey, but it had also made them hate me even more.I did not giv

Soren’s POVI followed the young guard down the corridors. My heart was beating fast. When the guard told me that my wife was punishing the servants, I expected the worst.The old Evelyn used to be so soft and easily frightened. If a maid ever gave her a dirty look, she would lock herself in her room and cry for hours. I assumed the guard meant she was having a panic attack, or perhaps screaming in fear because her mind was still broken from the Rogue woods.But as we stepped out into the chilly night air of the royal courtyard, I froze in my tracks.The courtyard was completely lit up by flaming torches. A large crowd had gathered. Pack guards, cooks, and other palace servants stood in a wide circle, whispering to each other in hushed, shocked voices. I used my shoulders to push my way through the crowd to the front line.What I saw in the center of the courtyard made my jaw drop.Three young palace maids were kneeling on the hard, rough cobblestones. Their faces were red, covered

Seraphina’s POVI stood in the cold hallway, watching the two maids walk away with their cleaning buckets. They were still giggling, whispering cruel jokes about the barren, useless Luna.My mind flashed back to the dusty old diary I had found hidden under Evelyn’s mattress. When I first opened it, I was confused because most of the pages were completely blank. But now, staring at these disrespectful servants, the truth hit me like a physical blow. Those blank pages were not peaceful. They were the silent screams of a woman who had absolutely no power, no friends, and no voice in her own home. The late Evelyn had lived in pure misery.But I was not Evelyn. I was an assassin. I was trained by the deadly Rogue King, Orion, to be a weapon. And weapons do not cry. They strike."Stop right there," I commanded. My voice was no longer a soft whisper. It was loud, sharp, and carried the heavy weight of authority.The two maids stopped walking. They turned around slowly, looking at me with a

Seraphina’s POVHis lips crashed against mine, and the entire world outside the bedroom simply vanished.Soren’s kiss was not gentle, but it was filled with a desperate, heavy hunger. He kissed me like a starving man who had finally found water. His large, warm hands held my cheeks firmly, tilting my head to deepen the kiss. I could taste the mint on his breath and feel the raw, untamed heat of his Alpha aura wrapping around my body.As his tongue pushed past my lips, my mind began to spin. A thousand questions rushed through my head.*What exactly happened between the real Evelyn and Soren?*Orion had given me all of Evelyn’s memories. He told me the names of her parents, the color of her wedding dress, and the songs she liked to sing. But Orion never told me the emotional truth. He never told me why the great Alpha was drowning in so much guilt. Soren was treating me like a precious piece of glass, constantly apologizing for his past mistakes. What did he do to the late Luna tha