LOGINDebraThe loud voices of my parents echoed through the long, empty hallway of our home. I stood near the door of my room, listening to them yell at each other. My mother was crying, her voice cracking, and my father was shouting, kicking the furniture in the living room. It had been like this for days.Our pack was in deep trouble.I leaned my head against the wall and closed my eyes, the fear in my chest was heavy and suffocating. Our enemies were closing in, our resources were drying up, and our pack warriors were losing hope. If care was not taken, we were going to lose everything we had. We were going to be wiped out completely. If we lose this pack, my parents will turn into nobodies. They might even end up dead and everything I had enjoyed my whole life… the fine dresses, the warm food, the respect from the servants would be gone in a blink of an eye.I opened my eyes and looked down at my hands, they were trembling. I couldn't believe my life had turned into this nightmare.Ju
Keith"Try me... I actually want you to try me and see what I can do."Her words hung in the air of my room. My chest tightened so hard I felt like I couldn't breathe, I stared at her, my heart hammering against my ribs. I watched her hand rest on the handle of my door, waiting for her to push it down, to walk out into the hallway, and to destroy my life.But she didn't open the door.She let go of the handle, slowly turned back around to face me. The dark, wicked smirk on her face grew even wider. "What is the matter, Keith?" Nyles asked softly. Her voice sounded like sweet poison. "Did you suddenly lose your voice? You had so much to say just a few minutes ago.""Nyles, wait," I finally managed to say, my voice cracked. I hated how weak and small I sounded in my own room. I gripped the wheels of my chair to stop my hands from shaking. "Let us just talk about this, you don't have to do this."She let out a soft, mocking laugh. She took a step toward me, then another. Her hips swayed
Nyles "Plainly? Fine. Let's speak plainly," I snapped, dropping my arms and stepping right up to his wheelchair. "For the past ten years, Keith, I tried my best, I practically threw myself at you. I wanted you to sleep with me, I wanted us to be together like a real couple but what did you do? You always pushed me away. You always made excuses. You said you were broken, you said you needed time, you said your body wasn't ready."I leaned down so my face was level with his. "But then, this random girl comes into the palace, a girl you didn't even know, and just a few months later, you are sleeping with her! You took her to your bed without a second thought!"Keith looked away, his jaw clenching tight. He didn't deny it, which only made me angrier. "And now," I continued, my voice rising, "because you had a little fun with her, you think you can just dispose of me! After everything I did, you think you can just throw me in the trash and keep her!"Keith finally looked back at me. His e
Nyles A loud, bitter laugh burst out of my mouth, echoing off the walls of my room. I clamped a hand over my mouth, trying to keep quiet, but another wave of laughter ripped through me. I just couldn't believe it. I paced across the wooden floor, shaking my head.After everything, after all the empty promises Keith made to me, he actually had the nerve to go around and fall in love with another woman!I had seen the look in his eyes earlier today, I saw the fire in him when he shouted to defend Heather. I saw the way he looked at her, the way he panicked when she was hurt. He was really in love with her. Keith, the man who swore he only needed me, was completely wrapped around that little girl's finger.I stopped pacing and stared at my reflection in the window, he must think I am a complete fool.Ten years ago, when the palace was in chaos and Keith was left for dead, I took it upon myself to see that he was okay. I fed him, I cleaned his wounds, I sat by his bedside when everyone e
HeatherI opened my eyes, and the first thing I felt was a sharp, biting pain in my head. The morning light was shining through the gap in my curtains, but I hated it. I didn't want the sun to be up, I didn't want a new day to start. My head throbbed, I had been crying. I cried until my throat was sore, until my tears dried up, and my eyes were completely swollen.I pulled the blanket up to my chin, I felt dirty. The memory of Keith's hands on my body, his lips on my skin, his whispers in my ear in the shower and on his bed all made my stomach turn right now.How could I have been so stupid? How could I have let my guard down so easily?I rolled over in bed and hugged my pillow tightly. I should have known better. I should have guarded my heart. I gave myself to him completely, thinking that the walls between us were finally gone. I thought he really cared about me but the truth was right there, I was just a replacement until Nyles finally came back to the palace.He didn't care abou
Prince Keith’s POV The jarring screech of my wheelchair's wheels against the polished marble floor echoed in the suffocating silence of the corridor. I knew I had messed up terribly. Heather's face, etched with a pain I had inflicted, burned behind my eyelids. Her quiet anger, far more potent than any shouted word weighs in my chest. She never raised her voice, not at me, not ever and I, the supposed Prince, the man who claimed to care for her, had unleashed my frustration and misdirected rage at her.Just overwhelmed was my pathetic excuse. Overwhelmed by the sudden shift in the palace Nyles's sudden return. I should have known this was how she would act. Nyles always had a way of asserting her claim, of disrupting any semblance of peace, and Heather, my gentle, steady Heather, was caught in the crossfire.My chair whirred, carrying me away from the guilt-ridden silence of her room and back towards my own chambers. I didn't need to look behind me to know Nyles was there, her footste
Heather I walked beside Prince Keith, my hands lightly resting on the push handles of his wheelchair, guiding him forward. My mind, however, was not entirely focused on that. It kept replaying what just happened at the royal mausoleum, the raw, unguarded emotions I had witnessed from him. The deva
HeatherI leaned my head against the wall of the window frame in my room, watching the moonlight and stars in the sky. A small, inward smile touched my lips. Everything was as it should be, precisely as I had worked to ensure it was. The commemorations for the late King and Queen will also take pla
Heather's POV Prince Keith was waiting outside the garden for me. He had a displeased look on his face and I knew that he wished he were anywhere else but with me. I loathed him too. It was not like he had done anything to me but him having problems with all the important people in his life for a
Heather's POV I rushed up the stairs to my room. Breakfast had gone by in a flash and the food had tasted bland because of what I knew was waiting for me right after. The king, supported by the grand Luna had ordered prince Keith to spend the whole day with me. All I wanted to do was to curl up i







