เข้าสู่ระบบROWAN'S POVI don't want to believe this. No, it can't be. It can definitely not be what I am thinking. Clara would never keep secrets from me.What was she hiding? Was she planning something with her cunning father?I watched as the guards dragged her away to my chambers as she struggled to walk, limping badly with tears in her eyes. This wasn't it. Something more has to be the case. I did not want to entertain the thought that Clara could in fact be the one that attacked me and is limping now due to the injury from the stab wound which I had done earlier to the person that attacked me earlier. I turned to face Casper, he had a look of disgust on his face as he watched them drag my mate away. No, this can't be true. There has to be some sort of explanation.I can't believe this. My chest tightens as they drag her away, her “please” fading away in the distance. I wanted to stop them but I didn't. I have to get to the bottom of this and it's only best if I interrogate her personall
CLARA'S POVI stopped in my tracks.Why is Rowan telling me to stop all of a sudden? Did he notice that I was limping? Oh heavens.“Clara, face me when I am talking to you.” His voice came again, this time it was quite stern and I wondered why he sounded like that. I closed my eyes and muttered a silent prayer then turned around to face Rowan and Casper with a fake small smile on my face, because I was trying to feign ignorance. Casper was already on his feet, staring at me with a hard look. “What is wrong with this man and why does he seem to have something on me? What have I done to him.” As the thought passed through my mind, I looked back at Rowan who looked calm on the surface, but I knew he was trying to hold himself back from lashing out. My eyes darted between the both of them suspiciously. Something was not right and it seemed like they were about to do something.Rowan spoke again, his tone was still as stern,“Clara, I am personally asking you this time and I want you
CLARA'S POVBut how did he know I was injured? Was he looking at me that much? I made sure to conceal the fact that I was injured. That means he must have been watching my every move.“Luna? Are you here?” He snapped his fingers, bringing me back to the present. I cleared my throat.“Oh, I'm fine. It's just a minor scratch.” I have promised the maid that I won't tell her and I won't, no matter what. I turned to face Rowan's direction, he was staring at Casper intently. Something is going on between these two. I thought. Whatever it was, I don't know and right now, I just want to have my breakfast and leave, so I would nurse my wounds in silence until I leave.“Are you sure it's not a minor scratch. We can call the pack's doctor to have a look.” Casper insisted. I was getting irritated by his persistence. “I said I am fine Beta Casper. I am fine. I just have a minor scratch and that's it.” I snapped.“I don't think that's a minor scratch by the way, especially with the way you are
CLARA'S POVI got dressed by the maids just in time for breakfast and I was standing in front of the mirror, admiring myself. I looked so good. I have the most efficient maids ever, and I was not even exaggerating. From the way they made sure to carefully style my hair, to the outfit they chose for me to wear, it was truly a blessing having them as my maids. Most especially my personal maid Tessa, who made sure everything is in order by the junior maids.What would I ever do without them? I didn't have the privilege of growing up with maids, as a matter of fact, I was the maid. I knew little about growing up as royalty and how to act or dress as a royal personality. However, with these maids, I have been able to navigate that aspect of my life easily.I don't think I have ever looked this good before , because my personal style was very terrible and I was still learning how to dress and accessorize myself. The dress was a sparkling wine milkmaid style gown. It was sleeveless with s
ROWAN'S POV:I watched Clara, my beautiful, amazing and funny mate make her way upstairs to her room to go and get ready for breakfast. She was all huffs and scoffs, still pissed at the outcome of today's training. She probably thinks I was gone, and isn't aware I was behind a pillar watching her stomp upstairs. She was so cute acting all discontented. She was actually trying her best, giving her all, I would give her that. But that's where the problem is. Her “all” was still very weak and very sloppy. I did not tell her this though, because she was pissed enough as it is. I would just have to work more on training her to be the fighter she so much wants to be. I know her background quite well actually. More than she believes I know. I had made my little findings on her in the past few days and I understand why she still needed a lot of training. She was the daughter of the former Alpha of Moonshine Pack, but Alpha Edwin, her father didn't raised at all like loyalty, but as a ser
Clara's Pov I went at him with everything I could this time and I still missed. We decided to try again. And this time I made sure to calculate my moves. Anytime I tried to push against him on his chest, he seemed to know where I was aiming for and he knew how fast he could move to avoid it. So I needed to make sure I did not allow my movements to be too obvious. He should not know my next move or what I was planning to do. I should take him by surprise. Also, he was always moving first with his left leg. And he ducked to the right. I made sure to take note of that. In case he tries to duck again, I would know how and where to attack him.He went back to his former position and I went to mine. I didn't allow the fact that the maids were watching to bother me. I let go of every nervousness that I felt. He commanded me to charge and this time I didn't rush forward like before. I moved slowly towards him, intending to catch him by surprise. When I almost got to where he was, I then







