LOGINPrince Damon’s POVWhen Ronan stood up on that platform, puffed out his chest, and proudly declared Ravenna to be his fated mate, a white-hot flash of pure rage had nearly blinded me.But beneath the anger, the pain was so intense that I genuinely regretted stepping foot inside this kingdom. I felt like a big fool. I had traveled all this way, nursing a faint hope that she might change her mind, only to watch her smile up at the very man who had ruined her life. It was a wake-up call, cold and clear. Ravenna didn't care about me. She didn't care about my feelings, my loyalty, or the fact that I had spent the last two years guarding her back. Right then, as the crowd cheered for the new royal couple, I made a firm mental note to wipe her from my mind for good. She wasn't the girl I grew up with anymore. She was gone. I don't know her anymore. I hadn't even wanted to attend this stupid banquet. My father had forced me to come in his place, demanding that I bring along Princess Elen
Ravenna’s POV The sound of applause filled the massive hall. I stood on the raised platform, frozen in place, my fingers still locked in Ronan’s tight grip. A cold panic started to rise in my chest.He is playing a dangerous game, I thought, my chest tightening. He has completely lost his mind.This was a massive mistake. I wanted to creep into his life like a shadow, finding his dark secrets without drawing any attention. But by standing on this stage and giving me this title in front of the most powerful people in the world, he had just put a giant target on my back.I leaned closer to him, keeping my pleasant smile perfectly intact for the crowd, but my voice was a sharp whisper. "Ronan, what are you doing? You shouldn’t have announced this just like that. Not tonight. Think about Thalia. She is still so hurt about everything, and her father just stormed out of the hall. This is going to cause a total disaster for your pack."Ronan looked down at me, his gaze softening with a pr
Ravenna’s POV The guest quarters of the palace were buzzing as the evening arrived. I sat perfectly still in front of a wide vanity mirror, staring at the woman looking back at me. Two of the finest royal stylists were standing behind my chair, carefully pinning up the final sections of my hair. Ronan had spared absolutely no expense for tonight. He had ordered an elite design house to craft a custom gown for me—a breathtaking garment made of layers of deep emerald fabric that seemed to change color under the light.When the stylists finally stepped away and allowed me to stand, I could barely recognize myself. The gown hugged my waist perfectly, trailing behind me like a quiet wave. I didn't look like a simple university tutor anymore. I looked like royalty."The prince is waiting for you at the entrance, Miss Vexley," one of the stylists said, bowing her head politely.I gave her a soft smile, took a deep breath, and walked out into the corridor.The grand ballroom was a sight o
Ronan’s POV I stood by the entrance for a brief moment, watching Ronan adjust his cuffs. His face was still a bit red from the argument, but he was trying hard to smooth over his expression as he looked at me. I stepped closer to his desk, crossing my arms over my chest. "What exactly just happened between you two? It looked like you were about to break her neck, Ronan. I could hear the shouting from down the hall."Ronan let out another long breath and shook his head, running a hand through his hair. He walked around the desk, stopping right in front of me with a completely relieved look on his face. He reached out to touch my arm, his fingers warm against my skin. "Nothing you need to worry about, Vexley. It's over. From now on, you and I can finally be together properly. No more hiding, no more secrets."I raised an eyebrow, pretending to be utterly confused by his sudden change in attitude. “What do you mean? What about Thalia? What about the marriage contract and her fath
Thalia’s POVI didn't even bother knocking. I threw the doors of Ronan’s private office open, slamming them against the wall so hard the glass windows rattled.Ronan didn't even look up from his paperwork. He sat behind his desk, calmly turning a page as if I hadn't just stormed in."What is the meaning of this, Ronan?" I demanded, marching straight up to his desk and slamming my hands onto the polished wood. "The entire kingdom is talking! There are rumors everywhere saying that you tried to dump me at a restaurant, and instead of you going out there to debunk the gossip, you are parading around the campus with that little tutor girl! Why haven't you issued a public statement yet?"Ronan slowly closed his folder. He leaned back in his chair, looking up at me with cold, empty eyes. "Why would I debunk something that is completely true, Thalia? We are not on good terms. I asked you for a breakup, and I offered you compensation. I see absolutely no reason to lie to my pack anymore.""
Ravenna’s POV I stood perfectly still under the oak tree, my fingers still faintly touching my lower lip. The warmth of Ronan’s passionate kiss was still burning against my skin. *Do I love him?*The question felt like a poison sliding through my veins. I forced a harsh breath out of my lungs, shaking my head violently to clear the thoughts. No. It was completely impossible. I couldn't love him. I was Ravenna—the girl he had abandoned to the flames five years ago. I was the ghost that returned solely to tear his kingdom to the ground.*My wolf,* I reasoned with myself, my chest heaving as I desperately looked for an explanation. *Yes, my wolf might still be weak for him because of the residual bonds of the past. But as for me, the human woman who holds the blade? I feel absolutely nothing but hatred.*I shifted my gaze to Damon, burying the rising panic deep inside my chest.By the time I spoke, my voice had become cold. "You are talking absolute nonsense, Damon. I am telling y
Ronan’s POVThe silence in the grand council hall was absolute. No one moved. No one spoke. The elders stared at me with wide, shocked eyes, and my father’s golden gaze turned completely frozen.Across the table, I watched Thalia’s face change. The triumphant smirk vanished instantly, replaced b
Ronan’s POVMy hands shook at my sides as Silas’s words repeated in my brain, over and over again like a death sentence. My biggest, darkest fear was coming to life right in front of me, much sooner than I had ever prepared for. The web was closing in around my neck, and I was completely trapped
Ravenna’s POV A sharp, frozen shock went straight through my body. I stared at Ronan, my silver eyes wide at his words. *Thalia was never good for him.* Hearing him dismiss a royal princess so easily should have made me happy, but instead, it made my mind race with a sudden realization.I leaned
Ravenna’s POV The harsh morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, cutting across my face. I blinked my eyes open, groaning slightly as my mind cleared. I rolled over on the massive bed as the room was completely quiet.I sat up, pulling the blanket around my bare shoulders, and stared at







