Elaine’s POV I watched the doctors bustling around, finishing their tasks with clinical efficiency. My eyes tracked their every movement, trying to find some semblance of understanding in the chaos that had become my life. Machines beeped steadily, the rhythmic sound a constant reminder of the fragile line between life and death. The antiseptic smell of the infirmary clung to my senses, making it hard to breathe without feeling overwhelmed.As I lay there, my mind drifted between reality and the surreal experience with the Moon Goddess. The memory of her words echoed in my mind, adding to the confusion and disbelief that swirled within me. I was lost in these thoughts when the door creaked open, and I turned my head slowly to see who had entered.Killian walked in, looking more haggard than I had ever seen him. His hair was disheveled, falling in tousled waves around his face. Dark circles shadowed his eyes, heavy with exhaustion and something else I couldn’t quite place—perhaps w
Third Person’s POVLeah's anger boiled over as she stormed out of the infirmary. Her vision blurred with rage, she reached out and grabbed a vase from a nearby stand, hurling it against the wall with a shattering crash. The pieces scattered across the floor, mirroring her fracturing composure. She continued down the corridor, knocking over another vase, its delicate porcelain shattering into countless pieces.Her mind raced with disbelief and fury. Killian, her supposed mate, was sleeping at the bedside of the very woman accused of murdering his family. The sight of Elaine lying there, looking almost serene despite everything, felt like a slap in the face. Leah's rage intensified with each step, her thoughts consumed by the betrayal she felt.Elaine, the murderer, appeared victorious, lying there as if she had won some twisted game. The sight was more than Leah could handle. She felt the power slipping from her grasp, replaced by a seething resentment. She couldn't fathom how Killi
Killian’s POV I woke up to find myself in my own room, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. Confusion settled in as I tried to piece together how I ended up here instead of beside Elaine’s bed. The memory of falling asleep next to her, comforted by her presence, was still fresh in my mind. Her voice like nothing I have ever heard in all the years of my life. I glanced around the room, my eyes landing on Leah, who was calmly sitting at the vanity table. Her composure did nothing to mask the fact that she had seen me with Elaine. Her eyes met mine, and for a moment, a flicker of something unspoken passed between us. I know Leah long enough to understand what she is hiding. "Good morning," Leah said, her voice unnervingly steady.I rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. "Morning," I replied, my voice rough. "How did I get here?"Leah smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. "You looked exhausted, Killian. I thought it best for you to rest in your o
Elaine’s POV I woke up hours later, feeling disoriented and a bit confused. The events of the past few days were a blur, and I had to shake off the heaviness that clung to me. I pushed myself up from the bed, noticing immediately how light I felt. It was as if a weight had been lifted from my body. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up, feeling a surprising ease in my movements.Making my way to the bathroom, I felt a strange sense of agility and grace that I had never experienced before. My steps were light, almost silent, and my limbs moved with a fluidity that felt completely alien. It was like I was inhabiting someone else's body, someone who was much more in tune with their physical abilities than I had ever been.In the bathroom, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My reflection was different, almost unrecognizable. My eyes, once a deep brown, now had a faint, almost imperceptible silver sheen. My skin seemed to glow with an inner light, and there was
Killian’s POV The grand hall was filled with the hum of anticipation as the guests, dressed in their finest, gathered for the coronation. The air was thick with the scent of incense and the sound of distant drums, setting a solemn yet festive atmosphere. The hall was adorned with banners and tapestries, all bearing the sigil of our kingdom. The marble floor shone under the light of countless chandeliers, each crystal reflecting the magnificence of the event.I stood at the end of the aisle, feeling the weight of the moment. My heart pounded in my chest, not just from the gravity of becoming the alpha king, but also from the complexities of the decisions I had made. I walked forward and the room fell into a reverent silence. The elders and ministers stood in their ceremonial robes, their faces a mixture of pride and expectation.Leah stood beside me, resplendent in a regal gown that accentuated her beauty. Her eyes sparkled with triumph and ambition. She was my chosen queen, the on
Elaine’s POV I stood there, still reeling from the shock of seeing Elaine, a mix of emotions churned within me. Confusion and joy warred with each other as I thought about the fact that I now had a father—Elder Thorne. It was surreal. I would have sworn that my father would have been a human, not a werewolf. After all, until the moon goddess changed me, I had been human.Thorne's presence brought a strange sense of comfort, despite the chaos surrounding us. He was a figure of strength and stability, and I knew he didn't have a mate because he hadn't met her yet. He held out for his true soul mate, refusing to settle for anyone else. His mansion, one of the grandest in the kingdom, was a testament to his wealth and status. More importantly, he was Killian's most trusted friend among the elders.Thorne had convinced me to attend this coronation, though it was the last place I wanted to be. The weight of the accusations against me hung heavily over my head. They all thought I was a m
Elaine’s POV As I moved through the crowd, I could feel the weight of their stares. Most of the guests kept their distance, retreating as far as they could while still maintaining the illusion of mingling. Their whispered conversations and furtive glances followed me, but I held my head high, my expression composed and unbothered.Some of them tried to glare at me, their eyes filled with judgment and disdain. It was almost laughable. They had no idea how powerful I truly was now. I felt a surge of strength coursing through me, a power that none of them could comprehend or challenge.Occasionally, a brave soul would approach, offering polite, if strained, greetings. I responded with a courteous nod, my demeanor regal and unwavering. I was no longer the scared and desperate girl they thought they knew. I had been reborn, and my newfound strength radiated from every pore.In one corner, I saw a group of elders huddled together, their eyes occasionally darting in my direction. They w
Elaine’s POVI sat at the bar, nursing my whiskey and watching Leah storm off, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see my father, Elder Thorne, standing beside me with a concerned expression.“Elaine,” he said softly, his voice cutting through the noise of the celebration. “Are you alright?”I managed a small smile. “I’m fine. Just... adjusting.”He nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. “I know this isn’t easy, but you’re strong. Remember that.”“I will,” I replied, appreciating his reassurance more than I could express.Thorne squeezed my shoulder gently. “I need to speak with a few people, but I’ll be nearby if you need anything.”“Thank you,” I said, watching as he walked away to mingle with the other guests.A moment later, Orlo, Killian’s best friend, approached me. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with an easygoing demeanour that contrasted sharply with the tension around us. He leaned against the bar, studying me with curious eyes.“Elaine,” he began, his tone casu