Mag-log inAlpha Female Zela's Point of View still I sat beside the Crown Prince, my gaze fixed on the grim preparations for the planned executions. Yesterday had been a roller coaster, the confessions of Erico and Andrea leaving me mentally and emotionally exhausted. The two people I had once trusted most stood on the precipice of facing the ultimate consequences of their heinous deeds. Andrea, a werewolf herself, had understood the gamble. She knew precisely the repercussions her actions could incur if her elaborate plan failed. Her malicious intent, fueled by envy and a twisted desire for what I possessed, had been laid bare. But Erico… he was a mere human. A flash of conscience, a pang of doubt, stirred within me. Yes, he had made grave mistakes, entangling himself in the sinister crimes of werewolves, making him an accomplice in Alpha Jermain's twisted network. But as I mentally
Alpha Female Zela’s Point of View To say I was shocked by what I was now hearing would be a gross understatement. My mind reeled, trying to process the enormity of the betrayal. Slowly, painfully, my lost memories began to trickle back, fragments of a forgotten past returning to me. It was probably because Erico could no longer feed me that insidious concoction he got from his rogue friends. Yes, it was perfectly clear to me now why those despicable men had sought him out in the bookstore, always acting so secretive. They were the ones who had supplied him with that mind-numbing substance. What my father, Alpha Gene, had said made absolute sense! Those suspiciously large transfers into Erico's bank account, his extravagant purchases, and the luxurious life we had led without him having a steady job or the bookstore bringing in enough money… Everything was connected, it couldn't be anything
"No, it's time we laid everything on the table for Zela," Alpha Gene boomed, loud and clear, cutting through the silence of the office. His tone was firm, leaving no room for argument. "She needs to understand her attitude towards the Crown Prince is misplaced. When the pups are born, they deserve to enter a family where their parents are on good terms with each other. My grandchildren have a right to that, a stable and loving environment." Ivor immediately ended the video conference. Everyone in the room began to nod, one by one, in quiet agreement. The tension that had filled the air during the public announcement now shifted, becoming a more focused, internal pressure. "Yes, it's high time these two resolve their differences, it serves neither of them," King Brad declared. "And if there's no clarity in their relationship, it will harm the entire Kingdom. Zela is free in her decisions, but she must make
This evening, I deliberately chose not to go to Zela's room. My ego was deeply bruised, still smarting from her sharp words at dinner. This insensitive mate didn't deserve my love! She was selfish, completely disregarding my feelings as her mate, and seemingly uncaring about the well-being of our pups growing inside her. It felt as though she wanted to be rid of me as quickly as possible, to stay far, far away. But I would never allow that! No matter what happened, Zela’s rightful place was here, beside me, in the Palace, and ultimately on the Throne. And, most importantly, in my bed. The situation was becoming unbearable, and the drastic steps I planned to take were necessary to shake her awake, to make her acknowledge the undeniable truth of our bond. Precisely at ten o'clock, she appeared in my office, accompanied by her parents, Lilias, and the ever-caring Auntie Glenny. Her face was pale, suggesting s
Crown Prince Raul’s Point of View My mate had been in the Palace for two days already, and I had to admit, she was pointedly ignoring me. And I’m telling you, it hurt, a deep ache that made Slade whimper in distress. All we wanted was to have her close, to give her and our pups all the love and care they deserved. Yes, pups, the Royal doctor had confirmed that we were expecting twins, a boy and a girl. I had seen them myself on the monitor, a short, intimate moment we had shared, perhaps the only one since her return. For a brief instant, she had opened herself up, giving me a glimpse of her emotions. "Look at them! Aren't they amazing? I can't wait until they're here," she had said, breathless, squeezing my hand tightly. But that moment was short-lived, quickly gone. After that, it was business as usual, her emotional walls back up, stronger than ever. Her suite was right next to mine, our
As the royal-grade limousine carried Auntie Glenny and the rest of the family toward the Palace, Ivor remained behind, his mate securely nestled in his arms. He had no intention of spending the day with anyone else but Lilias, his long lost mate. He had already temporarily handed over all his duties to Walther, the Chief Warrior. This day belonged to them, the long-missed moment finally realized. He tangled his fingers through her long, black locks, pulling her face gently towards his own. His eyes, usually so serious and sharp, softened as he gazed at her. "You little tease," Ivor murmured, a low, playful growl in his voice. "In Woodcrest, I nearly went crazy seeing you next to that Beta, flirting with him right in front of me! Girl, you have so much to make up for, I don't know if you can do it all in this lifetime." He shook his head dramatically, but a smile played on his lips. Seductiv







