LOGINLira. "It's been five seconds and you're still standing?" Chloe says through clenched teeth, as her voice drips with venom. Oh, they are really serious. My eyes dart everywhere, taking in the looks that the people around are throwing at me; some weird, annoyed and even irritated. I look at Mr Clinton, and he takes his eyes away immediately. A bile rises in my throat, and I swallow, trying to come up with the perfect answer for these two evil bitches. "I—" My words curl back in my mouth. "Do I really have to do that?" Seraphina's head snaps forward, as her face squeezes in false anger. The thought of dragging her hair as it falls over her shoulder, crosses my mind but I shove it aside. That will only make things worse. "Yes!" She snaps loudly. "Oh, I put the call through." Once again, I have to let my enemies win again. My wolf fights deep inside me, trying to come out, but I calm her down as I take a deep breath. No matter what, I have to consid
Lira’s POVChloe cries out, “Why did you want to kill me, Lira?” She lifts the spoon that has a cockroach on it. “Everyone, she wants to kill me,” she announces loudly.My mouth hangs open in utter disbelief. What the fuck is she saying? Why would I want to kill her by adding a cockroach to her food? Wouldn’t that be too obvious, even if I wanted to kill her for real?“Wh—what are you saying, Chloe?” I ask, my voice trembling under the weight of my shock. “You know I would never add a cockroach to your food, right?”She leans closer to me, then her lips curl into a dangerous smirk. “Yes, I know you would never do that,” she whispers, her voice filled with so much delight, like she has just fulfilled a long-time dream. “But they don’t know that, and they would believe whatever two powerful princesses say over a lowlife waitress. So, darling… enjoy the show.”She pulls back and lets out a guttural cry that echoes through the room. “What have I ever done to you, Lira?” Her eyes water ins
Lira’s POV“There are customers at table eight,” Maya says, dropping some dirty plates into the sink and already heading out to attend to another customer. “Go and attend to them.”The restaurant is especially busy today, to the extent that we haven’t caught a break since we resumed this morning. In fact, we are short-staffed, and Mr. Clinton has already put out an employment notice online for those who are interested.“Alright…” I call after her. “I’ll just drop the milkshake for the customer at table ten and head there immediately.”“Here,” the barista says, handing me a tray of milkshakes. “Be careful.”“Thank you,” I murmur and move carefully out of the kitchen toward the restaurant.I walk toward table ten, which is at the center of the room, before heading to table eight at the far end of the room.I already have a professional smile on my face, but it disappears instantly when my eyes land on the duo in front of me. Breath seizes in my lungs completely as I watch them gossip an
Seraphina’s POVInside the clubhouse, Wolves and Whispers buzzes with energy. Red neon lights pulse through the room like a heartbeat. Loud music blazes from the speakers, threatening to rip my eardrums apart. Strippers in fishnet dresses are on the stage, twisting around a pole erected in the middle, while some are straddling men. The smell of tobacco, cigars, and alcohol is thick in the air.“Baby,” the men call as I walk in. “Over here.”“You are so pretty.”“Can we spend the night together?”Those poverty-stricken bastards.If only they knew who was beneath the mask, they would regret ever trying to take me for one of those cheap ladies.Of course, I have to wear a mask on my face to conceal my identity. An award-winning model like me can’t be caught dead in this hellhole. I won’t let Lyra and the rest of the girls who are jealous of my achievements at the modeling company get something to use to drag me through the mud and make me lose out on this year’s award.Even earlier, when
Seraphina’s POVThat fucking bitch dared to hit me!How dare she?I am the princess of the Gravemoor Pack, for crying out loud, and she dared to lay her filthy finger on me?And to think that my pathetic fiancé stood there and did nothing at all makes the whole situation even more fucking annoying.Yeah… I’m the princess, heir to my father’s throne, and I’m supposed to be powerful, but then… I don’t care about harnessing my powers because I have always wanted to be a model.In fact, I purposely chained my wolf and powers down with forbidden black magic so that Father would see me as weak and wouldn’t force me to take over his throne.I love being a princess, but never a king. I have no desire to be bound by pack laws and duties.The only one who has ever made me want to be a Luna is Rylan. I love him so much, and it pains me to the core that he can’t see my love for him. He is still head over heels for her—the woman who has never given a fuck about him.How so?Both Grayson brothers l
Lira’s POV“So you are breaking up with me because of this bitch, isn’t it?” Seraphina’s voice echoes through the night.I roll my eyes, frustration coursing through my veins. The arrogant princess has arrived with her troublesome antics.She storms toward us, her heels striking the floor sharply.I turn toward her, trying so hard to calm myself down. I will never stoop to her level.She claps her hands, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. “Oh… lovebirds… am I interrupting something?” She sneers. “You were about to kiss, right? How shameless can you be, Lira. You acted like you didn’t want him, yet here you are throwing yourself at him.”Humiliation creeps up my cheeks as her words burn into my chest.I have always hated the fact that I am somehow still vulnerable to Rylan, no matter what. He came here earlier to tell me that he knows the real reason I broke up with him.I swear… I want to push him away. I shouldn’t even be in a relationship right now, considering the probl







