FAZER LOGINROXANNE The silver cells were in the deepest part of the dungeon. The walls were lined with silver dust, which dampened a wolfâs strength and made every breath feel like inhaling needles.This particular dungeon according to Lucia was rarely used. But now, here I was, dragged into it for a crime I didn't commit. The guards weren't gentle. They threw Elijah into one cell and shoved me into the one next to it. I fell hard against the stone floor, my hands scraping against the grit."Please," I sobbed, clutching my stomach. "Iâm six months pregnant. You can't keep me in here. The silver... itâs bad for the baby."The guard, a man who had bowed to me just yesterday, looked away. "Orders are orders, my dear."He slammed the iron door shut. The clang echoed through the dark hallway like a funeral bell.âWhat's happening?â Elijah asked, as he stared around the cell. It was as if he just regained himself. âWe're being framed for a crime we didn't commit.â I answered, my voice hoarse from c
ROXANNE Inside the nursery, the air was filled with a strange aura, one I couldn't quite point. But I knew it had to do with whatever Sarah had served me. I shouldn't have trusted her. I mean she was Melissaâs personal maid, therefore no good thing can ever come out from those who work for the bitch. The sedative Sarah had slipped into the tea wasn't just a sleep aid like she claimed; it was a knockout punch. I didn't even have time to pull the covers over me before I was out. I lay sprawled across the bed, my breathing shallow and even.Melissa walked into the room, a huge grin evident on her face, like someone who had just won a lottery. âYou shouldn't have come here, bitch.â She said as she brought out a small vial. âI told you I'll get rid of you, didn't I?ââWhatâŠ. What did you do to me?â I managed. I couldn't even recognize my voice.âOh, I gave you a sedative. You'll be too weak to fight the next plans I have in stock for you.â She winked at me as she got closer. âCrazy bi
ROXANNE Later that night, the pack house was bathed in silence. I was sitting by the window in the nursery, watching the moon rise, when the door opened.It was Alpha Alejandro.He looked tired. His shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, and his hair was mussed, like heâd been running his hands through it all day. He didn't come in; he just stood in the doorway, looking at me.As if my son suddenly felt his father's presence, he began to kick aggressively. I needed no soothsayer to tell me that the little one couldn't wait to be here. He couldn't wait to meet his father.I placed my hands on my belly, as if it'll calm him down, but it did nothing. Instead he kicked harder. The act brought a smile to my face. But I quickly wiped the smile off my face, so I wouldn't give the Alpha any attention. "I heard about what happened at the breakfast," he said, his voice gruff. "Melissa shouldn't have brought that food out. She didn't know that you hatedâŠ.."Here I was thinking he was about to apo
In the dim light of Melissaâs lavish bedroom, the air was filled with the scent of expensive candles and of course, her harsh cologne.Melissa sat at her vanity, brushing her long hair with angry strokes. Sarah stood behind her, whispering the details of what she had seen in the nursery a while ago."He brought her tea, you say?" Melissa asked, her voice dangerously low. "And she held his hand?""Yes, Miss Melissa. They looked... very close. Like they had a secret. One wouldn't fail to mistake it as two people in love.âMelissaâs reflection smiled in the mirror, but it wasn't a happy look. It was the look of a predator that had finally found a weakness."Perfect," Melissa whispered. "If Luna Kathryn won't choose me because of love, sheâll be forced to choose me because sheâs a traitor. He already has the scars from his first mate. All I have to do is pick at the scab."Melissa might pretend that she isn't concerned about the fact that Alpha Alejandroâs mother and grandmother don't lik
ROXANNE As surprising as it may sound, I laughed to the point that it turned to tears. Now I wasn't crying because of Alpha Vanthorn. Far from it. I cried because I suddenly remembered everything that he has done to me, to my father, to my mother. If it weren't because of Alpha Vanthornâs greed, my father would still be alive today and I wouldn't be here serving as a worthless breeder to someone like Alpha Alejandro. In fact, a lot of Alphas would respect me because when my father was alive, he made it his life mission to see that his daughter and wife were well taken care of, to the point that a lot of people wouldn't dare breathe the same air as us. I cried to the point that no tears came out. Afterwards, I wiped my tears and turned my attention back to the clothes on the table. I wrapped my arms around my protruded belly and caressed it gently. "Are you there, baby?" I called out to my child, and in response, he kicked. A small smile crept its way to my face as I felt him kick.
ROXANNE I straightened my dress and walked out of the bathroom. I wasn't going back into that dining hall to give her or the elders the satisfaction of seeing me tremble. I started toward the West Wing, wanting nothing more than to crawl into bed and disappear.But as I turned the corner near the library, I saw someone standing there. It was Elijah.He was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest, looking like heâd been waiting for me. Unlike Alejandro, Elijah had a softness in his eyes; a kind of quiet understanding that made me feel like I didn't have to pretend."Tough morning?" he asked gently.I let out a shaky laugh. "You could say that.""Sheâs a piece of work," Elijah said, stepping closer. "Don't let her get in your head, Roxanne. The elders are old, but they aren't blind. They know what sheâs doing.""It doesn't feel like it," I said, looking down at my feet. "It feels like Iâm the only one who sees it.""You aren't," he promised.He reached out, and for a
Alpha Alejandro's POVâYou summoned me, your Majesty.â Elijahâs voice tore me away from my thoughts. I took my eyes away from the screen in front of me as I stared at him instead. âTell me, Elijah.â I leaned back on the chair. âTell me, what's your relationship with MY mate?ââYour mate?â He scoff
Four weeks laterâŠ.Roxanne's Point Of View âCongratulations, my dear.â Doctor Madonna said to me, her face beaming with smiles. âYou are two weeks pregnant.â She added. Of course I knew I was. I've been having continuous signs. The swollen face, the constant stooling and fatigue. All of it. And th
Roxanne's Point Of View âRelax, Theo, you're so impatient!â I didn't bother to see who just spoke up. All these men were up to no good. I could tell. Why do I find it strange that I'll rather be with Alpha Alejandro than be with those men? Maybe it was because I knew what he was capable of doi
Roxanne's POV I woke up to the soft glow of light streaming through the slightly opened curtains. The warmth and the softness of the bed was completely different from the cold, damp dungeon I had been in just hours ago. Who was I kidding? That cold and hard ground can never be compared to this bed







