LOGINSabrina. " What do you want?" The sight of her familiar face had my blood going cold, and I snapped, impatience lining my words. It was Ivy. I happened to collide with her on my way from the library. What a rotten luck! She didn't even bulg, while I had staggered back, near falling. The difference between our strengths waa obvious wasn't it? And she couldn't even stop rubbing it over my face. She had seen me approaching. She could have stepped aside. She knew I couldn't scent her without my wolf, but she had continued blocking my path. What exactly did that mean? She enjoyed mocking me, seeing me powerless. She wore this smirk as she looked at me as if the whole situation, my situation, was nothing short of amusing. Well, I didn't have the time or the energy to engage with her, so, I sidestepped her, planning to walk away, but she held my hand, not roughly, just with enough force to have me rooted. " What do you want, Princess Ivy?" I asked , doing eve
Sabrina. " Take a look at his pictures .. Get used to his face. " She instructed while placing three copies on my lap. I stared at them, hard enough till I saw dotts. I blinked, unblinked, and repeated, and yet, I couldn't unsee what I was seeing. My hand, which was about to hold one picture, froze in place, hovering over it, yet I was unable to pick it up. That face, that jawline. . Then the height and stutue. . The hands...Those muscline legs. . They looked familiar... No.. Familiar wasn't the word. Familiar sounded distant, vague. I knew those legs...On the night before I came to the palace, they had been locked with mine for hours. Those hands, I would know them even with my eyes closed. No ... I shook my head. In denial and then, even the denial stopped making sense.. I wanted to pretend I hadn't seen anything. I wanted to pretend I was overthinking, but I just couldn't. Theus looked just like Rhys, but with a slight variation. The long hair,
Sabrina. "You two should be meeting soon." She revealed, wearing a mysterious smile.. " Thank you Grandma...I appreciate you going all out for me.." I whispered, shifting to give her a side hug. I know.. I know. Moving too quickly? I just couldn't help it. There was something about my grandmother that made it hard to guard your heart against her.. I had tried not to get overly close to her, but as time passed by, after spending time with her, the afternoon coffee, the quiet gardening evenings, laughter over shared meals, embarrassing stories of my Mom while growing up, it was just hard to keep those walls intact, and at some point, I had chosen to let things flow. If in the future history repeated itself, her betraying me just like almost everyone who had been close to me had, I would just count my losses, cry it out, and move on. After so many betrayals, I had come learn something. Some relationships weren't just meant to last forever. Maybe they were just mean
Sabrina. " Tell me, grandma, is Alpha King Alexander my real uncle?" I asked, unable to mask the disappointment in my voice. I didn't even know why I asked it because the answer was very obvious, but the question was already out, and there was no taking it back. " A uncle, asking their niece to sell their body? I actually wish he and I were not related in any way." Those were just bitter thoughts. I hadn't meant to voice them out loud, but I did, anyway.. He was my grandmother's son, it was expected if she got angry at my statement, but I didn't actually care, at that moment. There was just too much anger burning through me that if I didn't let it out, I was surely going to explode. And yeah, I actually couldn't wait to finish investigating and avenging my parents and finally leave the palace.. Each day that I spent here, from the first day itself, told a different tale of why my Mom chose to leave back then. And with every passing day, my godparents unwillin
Sabrina. 'With your capabilities, the royal brothel will surely flourish...' ' With your capabilities, you will surely make a good hostess...' I repeated those words in my mind, over and over, and each time, something went cold within me.. And every time, something hardened in me. ' You will make a good hostess..' He had said. But what was I ? Some wh*re? So, that had been their plan from the very beginning, then? To kill my wolf, clip my feathers, make me powerless, then take me to the brothels, for their twisted satisfaction? So, from the beginning to the end, coming to the palace had been a trap, no? Even Ivy's presence in my life, her friendship, it had just been them, keeping me under their surveillance, in the name of friendship? And I had been so stupid that I had believed her.. them.. From the Alpha King's office all the way to my grandma's manor, I didn't even know how I crossed the distance. The last thing I recalled was him giving me a dead
Sabrina. " But all is not lost..." he stated, a cunning glint cropping his eyes. " There is another way that you can make yourself useful in the palace..." Alpha King Alexander informed, his eyes holding mine in a way that had my skin prickling. " Either that, or you will be forced to leave the palace. .We only keep people who add value here, after all." He expressed, a deep chuckle escaping from his lips. All along, from the moment I entered in, I remained composed, listening as he spoke his mind, selling a picture of calm and composure even when every part in my body was screaming with anger, bitterness. But aside from chalking it all down, what more could I do? He was the Alpha king...it was not like I could fight him, at least not at the moment.. I was now powerless, my wolf was dead, I was practically a cripple.. What could I possibly do? I just allowed the humiliation to burn through me, inch my inch, fingers tightly clenched, with no claws to pierce my sk
Rhys. Looking at her tear-streaked face, her slender and shaking frame, my resolve wavered, momentarily, clouding my reasons. " Please, forgive me, Rhys. " Upon receiving no response, she went on, pleading, begging. " No, Amery." Cold and emotionless, my voice rang out, startling even her.
Sabrina. " I will break up with Amery Fords." " I will sign the agreement contract!" He squeezed past his tightly clenched lips, the anger on his face palpable. Well, naturally, a beautiful smile blossomed on my lips, and I shot him a very pleased grin, my spirits buoying. ' I am very
Sabrina. " Rhys you....you..." Looking at our interlocked hands, Amery looked like she had seen a ghost. " You and Sabrina?" She left her words hanging, her voice dying down into a sob, and watching the show, a smirk traced its way to my lips, and I snuggled deeply into Rhys' arms, my cheek
Sabrina. Surprise and curiosity painted my father's face as he frantically flipped through the papers, his expression shifting from sheer displeasure to clear surprise, then disbelief with each flip. At some point, he slowed his speed, giving each paper attention, more like he didn't want to







