LOGINRaina POV
All colors drained out of my face as I watched everything unfolding in my presence. 'Didn't he say they were not in contact again and please someone tell me he did not break his promise and abandoned me there for her?' I pleaded to the moongoddess. "Don't you feel any shame, getting together with another woman's husband?" Rita yelled as she pointed a finger at Jane, wrinkling her nose in disgust at her. Jane's expression tightened as she clenched her hands into fists, she was obviously angry but then when she heard Luke clearing his throat, her eyes dropped. Her hands unfolded as she pressed her lips together, blinking repeatedly to force tears, making little sounds and attracting Luke's attention. Luke immediately raised her head up to face his, drying her tear with his thumb as he caressed her face tenderly, something he never did for me, even when I was grieving over the lost of our child. "Shush! It's okay, don't cry. She isn't worth it."Luke consoled me and I wanted to burst into tears at the moment. My heart was hurting, Lucy whimpering in my head in pain as she also watched all these, feeling neglected. My co-workers all gathered round me, trying to block my view as they all shot me pitiful gaze, wanting to move forward and hug me but I took a step backwards. "How do you think your wife would react when she sees all these?" Rita questioned and I could hear the irritation in her voice. Luke stiffened, going pale as he swallowed, his hands still protectively around Rita. "Wife? What wife? Shut up you waitress and I want to see your manager for such rudeness." "So I guess I am just a nobody then, since you just denied me?" I asked from behind him and he froze, before slowly turning around. "W-w-what are you doing here?" He stammered and Rita smirked, giving me a wink. "Now the cat has suddenly gotten his tongue." Rita mocked as Luke gritted his teeth against one another. Jane saw me and her eyes widened immediately before she looked away, trying to hide. "I can't believe you would allow such a girl to speak to us, also please tell me this isn't where you are working." He told me and I sighed. "Let's go somewhere privately to talk please." I pleaded and Rita gave me a disapproving look while Luke snorted. "Can't be seen with a waitress. Sorry." He spat out, looking at me like I was some trash before leaving with Jane, not even sparing me a backwards glance, humiliating me in front of everyone. Customers who were around and saw all these began to whisper as I tried to hold back my tears again. Rita noticed this and then came to hug me. I closed early from work that day or rather my co-workers forced me to, 30 minutes after Luke left with Jane. I didn't want to go home yet, would be reminded of the horrible events that happened today again. So I took a stroll till evening time before getting home and meeting the whole place scattered. Something I took my time to clean this morning. My head began to hurt immediately and I placed it on my palm, moving to the cupboard in the room to get Panadol for the headache. I had work to do. "Why are you back so late? I am hungry and dinner isn't set yet." I heard his voice behind me and turned to see him sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper. Unlike before, where I would feel so overjoyed to see him at home, praying he would never leave, it was the opposite this time. I just wanted him out so I could have my space. He continued talking but I didn't hear a word and just zoned him out. I wasn't really in the mood for his nagging today. "I believe I am not talking to myself, Rina." He called my name with a warning and I fought back the urge to scoff. "Please not now Luke. I have got things to do now." I begged, as I grabbed a mop to clean the spilled water, from his bottled water whose cap was lying on the window. 'How could someone be this messy?' I pondered and got no answer so I shrugged and went about my chores. "How come I never knew the job you were doing?" He suddenly asked out of the blue and my grip on the mop tightened. "Perhaps if you paid more attention to me like you did that girl, you would know." I replied to him and he let out a low growl, getting up abruptly and turning me to face him roughly. "When on earth would you drop this?" He yelled into my face, bits of saliva coming out of his mouth unto my face and I cringed. "And when would you ever keep to your words? You promised me you would stop seeing her but apparently I was being fooled." He scoffed before glaring down at me. "I was just passing by and saw she was being bullied and as my friend, I intervened so please do not go to cause any more trouble for her because it's my fault for trying to help a person." He said and I knew he was trying to guilt-trip me. I wasn't ready for that yet so I shrugged his hand off mine and saw my wrist was red. He was also a Beta like I was and must have used a heavy amount of force. I couldn't feel the pain though. My heart was aching enough. "I am sorry. Come, let me..." He tried saying, bringing me into his embrace and trying to kiss me. I shut my eyes, about to let him but then found myself standing a few feet away from him the next second. "What was that about?" He fumed, his face red with anger. "You are not touching me with those same hands you used to caress her." I responded and he laughed bitterly. "You see why I prefer her to you? She doesn't nag, neither is she old and stinky or does she wear garbage underwear, deceiving herself into thinking she is hot when she is just a granny." He insluted and all my pending tears came rushing. I sniffled, watching as he left the house in anger. Perhaps it was my fault? I was making things hard for him but does that also give him the right to treat me in such a way? I guess we will all be okay after all.Epilogue Raina's point of view Dorian broke my heart so completely it felt like a knife in my chest.He only wanted me because of the contract which meant I was nothing more than a possession to him, a thing for his pleasure.“I'm leaving. I don’t care about the contract.” I said, and grabbed my suitcase from the wardrobe.“Raina, we have a contract.” Dorian snapped, furious.I chuckled dryly, “As if I care.”“Then what are we going to call this?!” he demanded.“Maybe a breach of contract.” I tugged the case toward the door.But suddenly, a rich scent of roses drifted into my nose.To my shock, it was coming from Dorian.Why hadn’t I ever sensed this before?“Or could it be that Dorian had been hiding his scent from me all this while?” I wondered aloud.I couldn’t deny it; I had never once caught such a scent from Luke.So why now? Why Dorian?He reached for me. I jerked his hands off my shoulders and pulled away.I shouldn't let that distract me.| >>>>>Immediately I stepped throu
Author's point of view The rest of the drive stretched on in heavy silence. Neither Raina nor Dorian found the words to speak; their thoughts were shackled by the witch’s threats, replaying over and over like a curse they couldn’t shake.By the time the car rolled through the palace gates, the weight in their chests had only grown heavier.They stepped out, and almost immediately, a guard approached Dorian with urgency in his stride.“Your Majesty,” he said with a bow, “we’ve caught a man stalking the palace.”Dorian’s brow furrowed. “And who is he?” His voice carried a sharp edge of alarm.“He refuses to speak,” the guard admitted.Raina leaned forward, her anxiety clear. “Does he look familiar?”“No, my lady,” the guard replied, bowing again.A chill cut through Dorian then, a dark foreboding that tightened his gut. Enemy. The word hissed through his mind with icy certainty.“Where is he now?” Dorian demanded.“In the prison, sire.”Dorian gave a firm nod before turning to Raina. H
Raina's point of view I couldn’t believe they could do this, could choose my life like a piece on a board.How dare they expect me to kneel and wear their crown?Why now, why does everything fracture at once? My father's bloodlines run blue; my mother’s name drips with power. Two worlds colliding, two thrones hanging on the same fragile thread.This makes no sense. It can’t.I have a kingdom to save, a pack that needs me, wounds that need closing. A witch-queen’s crown would strangle those responsibilities, bury me under ceremonies and politics I never asked for. I’m not made for this kind of suffocating stress. I’m not ready. Not now. Not ever.“So, Alpha Dorian, know this, if there will ever be peace between us, it must rest on this agreement,” the head witch declared, her gaze sharp and unwavering on him.“That’s impossible!” Dorian’s voice thundered back. “She is my Luna. Everyone knows that!”I stood frozen, my tongue tied, my mind drowning in chaos. Words abandoned me, leaving
Author's point of view Due to the way Raina had swept her hair to the side, the reddish-blue star mark on her neck was suddenly visible. The moment the head witch saw it, she shrieked, her voice echoing like thunder.“She’s one of us!”Raina froze. No. That couldn’t be true. She wasn’t one of them. She couldn’t be. Her chest tightened as if the words themselves were chains.“I am not a witch!” she shot back, shaking her head violently, her voice breaking with defiance.Without hesitating, the head witch explained everything to Raina."You're lying!" Raina told her, refusing to accept that her mother was a witch.The head witch’s expression softened, unnervingly calm now. “There’s nothing to argue about, my dear Raina.”“There’s everything to argue about!” Raina snapped, her throat burning. The claim felt like a cruel slap across her soul.“Perhaps,” the witch said slowly, eyes glinting, “no one ever told you the truth. Or maybe… your mother was simply too ashamed to tell you.”Raina
Raina's point of view How come no one ever told me Ana was my aunt?How is that even possible? A witch as my mother’s sister?A cold knot grew in my chest. If Ana was family, then why had nobody whispered a single thing about her? Why had they kept my blood hidden? Questions crowded me, hot and accusing, but this wasn’t the moment to unravel mysteries.It wouldn't make any sense me pondering in this, maybe, witch Ana and my mother were close friends and that's why my father wrote she being my mother's sister.My mother isn't a witch and there's no way a witch would suddenly become her sister.And so, I slipped the book into a blanket, fingers trembling more from dread than the chill. Below, a guard’s voice cut through the hush.“Luna!”“I’m down here!” I shouted, forcing my voice steady.He peeped over the railing. “You need help?”“Get a rope. Anything to get me out of here.” My words came out breathless.“All right, my lady.” He called back, already moving.A while later a rope was
Raina's point of view I pushed the door open as though if I dared hesitate, it would slam shut of its own accord.With anticipation laced with unease, I stepped into the library and goodness, it was overflowing with books stacked high upon shelves.To my right, shelves. To my left, more shelves. At every corner, nothing but rows upon rows of books.I won’t deny it, this wasn’t what I was expecting.I thought something, anything, would appear the very moment I opened the door. But no.What stared back at me was an overwhelming task.I had to find something.Anything.But where do I even begin in a place so suffocatingly piled with books?What if, after all this, I end up finding nothing?The thought left me puzzled as I wandered through the long, vast library, its shelves stretching endlessly like a maze.Then, a memory stirred, my father once joked, “What if what lies here is the Philosopher’s Stone?”I had laughed it off then, but now… what if he wasn’t entirely wrong?Could it be t







