LOGINSelena’s POVThe room felt like it had turned to ice the moment Shannon stepped forward. Every eye in the council hall fixed on her, but it wasn’t just the council members, it was Liam. His gaze was filled with hatred and I felt myself shrinking under it.Shannon’s voice rang out, clear, cold, and venomous. “The child in Selena’s womb,” she said, turning her attention to everyone in the room, “belongs not to Alpha Liam, but to the kitchen assistant.”My stomach dropped like a stone. I froze, unsure whether to breathe or scream. My heart pounded against my ribs, a deafening drum, and my throat went dry.“No!” I shouted, my hands clenching at my sides, my nails digging into my palms. “That’s a lie! That’s not me! Liam, listen to me, please, you have to listen!”But it was
Shannon’s POVThe next week was hell. Absolute, relentless hell. Every morning I woke to whispers and stares, even from those who had no right to judge me. By midday, the palace halls buzzed with news of me. Shannon the murderer. Shannon, the hybrid without a wolf. Shannon, the one who orchestrated the death of the late king.I tried to ignore it. The ministers called for me repeatedly, each summons more insistent than the last. By the fourth day, I knew this would not blow over.“Luna Shannon,” one minister said during a heated conference, “the people are asking questions. We are asking questions. Did you murder the late king?”I exhaled slowly, letting my rage simmer beneath the surface. Calm, composed, I looked at them, meeting every gaze evenly. “No,” I said flatly. “I did not. These are baseless rumors spread by someone
Shannon’s POVI closed the drawer slowly and lifted my head.“Selena.” My voice was calm.She was still standing near my dressing table, pretending to adjust a bracelet as if I was the one in the wrong room. This little brat thinks I can't smell her mischief from afar.“What are you doing in my chambers?” I asked.She didn’t turn immediately. “I told you. I was looking for my scarf.”I let out a quiet laugh.“A scarf.”“Yes.”“You expect me to believe you misplaced your scarf in my private quarters?”She finally faced me, crossing her arms. “I’ve been here before.”“That does not give you permission to go through my things.”Her eyes flickered briefly.“I wasn’t going through anything.”
Shannon’s POVI woke up with a violent jolt.The room was dark, but my heart was already racing. My wolf was restless beneath my skin, pacing, clawing, growling low in warning.Liam.The thought hit me so hard I sat up immediately.The bond felt… distorted.I threw the covers aside and stood, my bare feet hitting the cold marble floor. The palace was unusually quiet for this hour. Too quiet.I didn’t bother changing properly. I grabbed the first robe within reach and stormed out of my chambers.“Son?” I called sharply as I reached his corridor.No answer. His guards were not stationed outside his door.That alone made my jaw tighten. I pushed the door open without knocking. It was empty. The bed untouched. The windows closed. No scent of him lingeri
Liam’s POVI stared at the kitchen assistant like he had just lost his mind.“In love?” I repeated slowly, my voice dangerously calm. “What did you just say?”He swallowed, but there was something disturbingly confident in his eyes. “I said… I’m in love with Selena, Alpha.”Everywhere was suddenly quite but I wanted to burst out laughing. I couldn't just deal with the seriousness on his face when he said that. I was honestly confused about what was going on but decided to play dumb so I could find out what had really happened.Selena stood frozen beside him, her eyes wide, lips slightly parted. The way she was shaking shows that she definitely knew something about what Bernard was saying.I turned to face her, and immediately she threw her gaze to the other side of the room.&nb
Selena’s POVIt has been three days since the kitchen assistant ate the food I prepared for Alpha Liam, and those three days have felt like three cursed years. Every morning since then, I wake to something new outside my door, flowers, sweet cakes, ribbons, even a ridiculous hand-carved wooden heart with my name scratched into it. At first, I thought it was some childish prank. But the notes… the notes are what make my skin crawl. I dreamt of you again. Your smile is my salvation. I cannot breathe without you. The handwriting is clumsy, the ink often smudged, but the obsession is clear. And I know exactly why.The potion was meant for Liam. A measured drop of devotion, brewed carefully by my aunt, designed to cloud his judgment and bind his heart to mine. Instead, that greedy fool swallowed every bite. I remember the way he licked his fingers, laughing as though he had discovered treasure. I should have dragged him
Aurelia’s POVThe moment I heard the harsh, rasping cough, my chest froze. I had been standing beside Dominic during the council meeting, trying to keep my composure as the room swirled with whispers and hushed panic. But when crimson streaks appeared on his lips, I gasped, my hands flying to his c
Dominic’s POVThe moment the doctors cleared me to leave, I didn’t wait for an escort or a wheelchair. I walked out of that hospital determined to get home before Aurelia, just to see the look on her face when she found me standing in the palace again. I wanted to surprise her—make her smile again.
Selena’s POVThe first thing I felt was pain, sharp, burning pain at the back of my head. Then the pressure around my wrists. My arms were pulled behind me, too tight, cutting into my skin. I jerked instantly, trying to move, but a rough rope dug deeper into my flesh.My eyes snapped open.The enti
Selena’s POVI swear my neck was still sore from the way Aurelia strangled me with that stupid invisible power of hers. Every breath I took reminded me of the humiliation, gasping on the palace floor like some helpless rodent while everyone watched.And yet…Yet the moment I got that call, that bea







