Chapter 91Author's point of view After the press conference, Levi stepped out of the hall, the swarm of journalists still trailing him like shadows, their microphones stretched out, hungry for more words.Camera flashes burned against his tired eyes, but all he wanted now was to escape, to breathe, to find silence. His chest ached with the weight of the day.With his guards shielding him, he pushed his way through the sea of voices until he reached his convoy.Sliding into the car, he exhaled sharply, sinking back into the seat as if it were the only place holding him together. For the first time in hours, he allowed himself a moment to breathe.The ride felt endless. His thoughts wrestled with exhaustion until finally, the car rolled into his villa.But peace didn’t greet him.Stepping into his living room, Levi froze. A group of men stood waiting, their presence heavy, suffocating. In the middle of the room, a man knelt, bruised and bleeding, trembling like prey before a pack of
Chapter 90Author's point of view In the heat of the day, the clang of hammers striking steel echoed like thunder across the grounds. Sparks flew from the blacksmith’s forge, and the steady rhythm of iron meeting iron was broken only by the booming commands of men drilling their soldiers. The air reeked of sweat, smoke, and tension.Through the noise and dust, Gael appeared. His head was shadowed by a black hat, his tall frame draped in a dark garment that carried the weight of authority. His steps were measured, but his eyes burned with an intensity that betrayed the storm raging within. This was no ordinary day, today, war brewed on the horizon, and even Gael could not predict how the battle against his uncle, Barclay, would unfold.He moved silently among his warriors, his gaze sweeping over the sharpened blades, the stockpiled arrows, the hardened faces of men preparing for bloodshed. He paused, letting the sight sink in, letting the fire of determination carve deeper into his
Raina's point of view My eyes widened in shock, my heart plummeting to the pit of my stomach.Wait… Dorian? He’s after the Alpha Seal too?So that was the real purpose of the contract? Not love. Not loyalty. Just power.I couldn’t breathe. Tears slipped down my cheeks, hot and merciless. Just when I thought I was finally tasting the sweetness of true love, the ground crumbled beneath me.Dorian, my Dorian had turned into a villain.He was using me. Just like the rest.Then why? Why had he whispered all those promises to me? Why had he sworn to protect me, to cherish me? Why go that far, only to tear me apart with this betrayal?The lies echoed in my mind, each one heavier than the last, leaving me stranded in a pit of darkness.Barclay’s voice slithered into my despair, venomous and sharp. “So, Mrs. Luna, do you see it now? You’re nothing but a stepping stone.”His words struck like daggers, and for the first time, I truly felt it, like I was nothing, just a pawn on someone else’s
Chapter 88Dorian's Point of ViewI tore through the footage, my pulse racing with every passing second. My stomach twisted into knots as I saw Raina being taken. My heart dropped, was she okay? I prayed to the goddess that she was. We managed to get the plate number, and I sent Luiz to track it down. It nearly shattered me to send him off, but I had to know she was safe.I couldn't ignore the gnawing doubt about Luiz’s recent behavior. Something felt off, but I couldn’t bring myself to believe he’d betray us so coldly. Still, the suspicion lingered, gnawing at me. With everyone after Raina, it could be anyone but the stakes felt high, and that made me think someone inside was pulling the strings.Once I get back to the palace, I’ll interrogate everyone, guards, maids, everyone. Whoever’s behind this will be exposed, no matter the cost.The thought of Raina in danger was suffocating, tearing me apart. I won’t stop until I have her back.But before I leave, I need to deal with this
Raina's point of view I stirred awake slowly, my head pounding, vision swimming in and out of focus. My body felt like lead, every limb too weak to move, yet with sheer will, I forced myself upright.The air was heavy, suffocating. My eyes darted around the room, and a chill spread through me. It wasn’t just a room, it was a cage. The walls pressed in like they wanted to swallow me whole.This… this wasn’t the palace.Where in God’s name am I?Then the memory struck like a blade, me running out of the hotel, desperate, terrified… a hand, rough and merciless, clamping down on the back of my neck. The sharp sting of helplessness. Then the blackness.No. No, no, no.My chest tightened, my breath hitched.Fuck.I’ve been kidnapped.Who could be behind this?Why hadn’t anyone come to my aid? Dorian swore that hotel was his, wasn’t it supposed to be secure, protected? Safe?Questions spun through my head, but all I could do was cling to them, desperate for answers that wouldn’t come.I can
Griffin's point of view I buried my hands deep into my hair, tugging in frustration as guilt weighed heavily on my chest. Dropping onto the sofa, I could barely breathe under the pressure of it all.She was drunk last night?Goddammit!I had my suspicions. That’s why I tried to ask her, tried to make sure. But she looked me in the eye, swore she wasn’t drunk. And like a fool, I believed her.Her eyes… her question… they made me drop my guard, made me conclude she was sober.All I wanted was Raina, to have her, to keep her, to call her mine. That’s why I made her that promise… a promise I swore would never shatter: I wouldn’t break her heart.And I meant it. Every single word. Because for the first time in so long, I felt like I was one step away from reclaiming my dream bride.But then I watched her walk away. I knew she needed space to breathe, and so I let her go, even though every part of me screamed to run after her.She’s angry—furious—at me for sleeping with her. And damn it… s