Hayley's Pov
Lucian’s face was above mine, and his expression was cold and unfeeling, the dagger in his hand still dripping with my blood. “Why?” I whispered, tears streaming from the corners of my eyes. “Why would you do this to me, Lucian?” I reached for him with trembling fingers, my voice shaking as I forced out my final words. “You will pay for this, Lucian. One day, you will look into my eyes and see what your betrayal has cost you. Mark my words…” My eyes gently closed and all I could feel at that point, close to death, was darkness, numbness and cold. *** The first thing I noticed was the softness of the bed beneath me. It was nothing like the cold, hard marble of the throne room floor. My eyes fluttered open, and light flooded in, blinding and warm. The ceiling above me was smooth and white, and strange noises hummed faintly in the distance. I tried to sit up, my body feeling heavy and sluggish, and a soft voice spoke beside me. “Luna, you’re awake! Oh! Thank God” I turned my head to see a woman sitting next to the bed. She had a kind face, with warm brown eyes and dark hair pulled into a neat bun. Her smile was comforting, but her words were strange. “Luna?” I repeated. “Yes,” she said with a nod. “You fainted earlier, but everything is fine now. How are you feeling?” Confused, I instinctively reached for my stomach, fear gripping me. My hand rested on the firm curve of my belly, hoping to feel my baby inside of me. The woman noticed and smiled again. “You’re still pregnant, don’t worry. The baby is fine. But your fainting spree gave us all a scare.” “My baby…,” I murmured, my mind spinning. I died. I was sure of it. Yet here I was, alive, with my child still safe inside me. I was still processing the whole talk when the woman stood. “Alpha is on his way home. He’s been so worried about you.” “Alpha, what?” I repeated, the word felt so foreign. I didn't understand any of what she was saying. I have a king, not an Alpha. What was this strange woman talking about? “Yes, Luna. He should be here soon.” I tried to make sense of her words, but my thoughts were interrupted by the ray of light. Across the room, a strange black box suddenly came to life, showing moving pictures and voices. On the screen, a man in a weird dress, one I hadn't seen before spoke and was looking straight at me on the screen. “The Castro Kingdom, standing for over a century, is now being demolished. Residents have already begun evacuating as crews prepare to tear down the palace in order to build something more efficient for our time now.” The image switched to show different people with tools and machines, tearing apart stone walls. My breath hitched as I recognized the place. It was my palace. “No,” I whispered, sitting up abruptly. “They can’t… they can’t do that.” The woman frowned, moving closer. “What’s wrong?” I didn’t answer. My mind raced back to the man’s words; ‘A century…’ I froze, staring at the screen. A thousand years must have passed since that night. Was this my punishment? What in the name of father do I call this? I turned my head slowly, catching my reflection in a mirror across the room. The face staring back wasn’t entirely mine. It was younger, smoother, with darker hair and lighter eyes. I touched my cheek, my fingers trembling. “Is the universe playing a game with me?” I murmured to myself. “Luna, is everything alright?” the woman asked, concerned in her voice. Before I could respond, the door opened. A tall man entered, his steps purposeful and commanding. He was dressed in a sharp weird dress the same man on the screen was wearing. He had a more confident look than the one on the screen and more handsome. Two women followed close behind him, one on each side, and they must be his side piece. He stopped and looked at the woman beside me. “Is she fine now?” he asked. “She just woke up,” the woman replied quickly. “She seems fine.” I stood up straighter, watching him closely as he turned his piercing blue eyes to me. “You’re fine now, huh?” he said, his tone laced with irritation. “You think this is funny, Hayley? Putting my heart through this?” “What?” I asked, with a slow voice trying to get the reason for scolding a queen like me. He scoffed, crossing his arms. “You’ve been lying about being pregnant. Again. How pathetic do you want to be?” The woman beside me tried to defend me. “Alpha, I don’t think…” “Enough,” he snapped, cutting her off. One of the women with him, a blonde in an elegant dress, sneered at me. “No one’s taking Lorenzo away from you. Why did you have to lie again, Hayley? Wasn’t it embarrassing enough the first time? Do you always have to put on a show and act dumb?” Their words were sharp, but I barely heard them. My head swam with confusion and anger. Who dares speak to a queen in such a manner? I clenched my fists, my voice rising above the chaos. “Stop!” They all froze, their eyes wide with shock. “No one,” I said, my voice steady and firm, “will speak about me or my child in that way. Who are you people?” They all kept quiet, staring at me and no one moved a muscle. “Take me to where I can bathe,” I said, lifting my chin. “These peasants are suffocating me.” Her eyes widened in surprise, but she nodded quickly. “Of course. This way.” The rest of them gave a scoff and the young man just kept staring like he had seen a ghost. I stood and followed her out of the room, ignoring the stunned looks from the others. When we reached a quiet corner of the hallway, I turned to her. “Where am I?” I asked softly. “You really know how to act, Luna, this is your pack. Blood Moon pack,” she said, her tone cautious. “What did you just say, the blood moon pack?” I was shocked to the bones. “Yeah, the blood moon pack. The most powerful pack with the most powerful werewolves in the community” She said with confidence and a smile. I didn't want to make it seem obvious that I was oblivious to such things. “Oh! I see, and who is he?” “Who is who? The Alpha? He's the Alpha, Luna Hayley. You should know who you got married to” she said. “He’s the most powerful Alpha King, the one and only respected Alpha in the community.” I frowned, the words unfamiliar but somehow significant. The woman studied me closely. “Are you alright?” I cleared my throat and forced a smile. “Of course.” But as she led me down the hall, I couldn’t help but think that if I’m not in the palace anymore, and a thousand years have passed, I must have gone to the future.’ A small smile crept across my face. Whatever had happened, I still had my baby. I just need to find out how to walk through this mess that has all seemed to have changed.Hayley's Pov His eyes were glaring harshly at the entrance of the door, I didn't think he'd flare up at the thought of Stella being in the house. He was always with them. I chuckled, and walked right behind him, watching him storm inside the room. I took a seat on the couch and began playing with the keys Camilla left on the table. “Camilla!” Enzo yelled from up the stairs, I looked up to see him walking aggressively. “Stella?” He called out. I nodded my head to the sides, wondering if the three of them would ever step out of their childish play. There was no significance of their relationship and it became something I was curious about. Stella stepped out behind me and sat on the couch, “You told him I was here?” She asked, almost feeling betrayed. “Yeah, I did but not directly. You gave me a hard time at the party and here also, how do you expect me not to complain? And you've got to stay away from me, or you'll be forced to leave the pack.” I warned, clearly figuring the tens
Enzo’s Pov “Guess folding my hands did pay off afterall.” I thought, my conscience holding me responsible. I always knew how to handle Lucian, thanks to him my curiosity would be cleared. My eyes turned away from him, prepared to listen, pretended to not. That was the easiest way to get him to talk. If anything, Lucian was one power driven bastard who never gave in to defeat but keeps losing, which brought me to the conclusion that he was just a sore loser that never learns. “You know, Hayley was supposed to be mine. She was betrothed to me but your father gave her to you while I was out of town. She was really pretty and sweet though. Her colourful eyes and mute lips that only moves when I'm around. I was her safe place.” He paused, sat on the ground and waved his hands dismissively. The guys gathered around us finally left and it was just us in the hallway. “Hayley should be at the safe house by now.” I thought, my mind swirling in believing the truth. It felt nice knowing I cou
Author's PovEnzo walked faster, his intentions uprising to the face of the earth. He spinned every second he got to stop, hitting his hands on the wall. He felt so ashamed that Lucian, a mere rival, a lonesome Alpha who was just not his level was getting on his nerves and his so called wife was also making everything worse. Hayley was never fierce, neither has she responded the way she did to him. He cracked the wall and called his favorite beta in the pack. If anything was going to go wrong, it wouldn't be traced to be his fault. The minute Lucian gets his hands on the influencing things to rule his pack, he might just be ahead of him and that wasn't safe for his pack members. “Luckily, I know someone. Damnit, I thought I was losing my mind.” He shrugged, went out of the passage and called Zane again. “Pick up, you idiot.” The next few minutes, Zane's call were turned to voicemails and Enzo looked up. “Selene, do something.” He cried. There was no way he could have a nice sleep
Hayley's Pov‘Did he know? Did he also travel in time?’ These thoughts hurt my head far more than I could take. The drive was silent and the air was particularly stiff, I could tell Ezno was trying so hard to keep the tension light. Grumbling, he steered the wheel harshly. “What is wrong with you, Enzo? Do you want to kill us?” I yelled, frightened at the way he stopped the car recklessly. “I'm sorry, I didn't know you could speak. I thought I was driving a doll” He retorted, letting out everything he had built up inside of him for the last thirty minutes. I sighed, hitting my fist on my palm. My thoughts spiralled, ‘How do I kill that pathetic being?’ “You aren't going to say something still?” Enzo asked, clearly frustrated. “I do not have anything to say to you. Just drive me home.” I answered, sealing my mouth till the rest of the drive. I hurriedly shut the door behind as I stepped into the room. Forgotten how wide it was, I didn't realize I was going to be just as pissed as
Lorenzo's PovHayley stepped out of the dressing room, and for a moment, I couldn’t look away. She wasradiant, almost otherworldly, her gown hugging her curves in all the right places.It wasn’t that the dress was particularly revealing, it was her. She carried herself with aconfidence I hadn’t seen before, a fire in her eyes that made her more alluring than ever.I didn’t realize I had spoken until I heard my own voice. “You look… stunning.”She tilted her head slightly, then dipped into a slight bow. “Thank you,” she saidy curtly, her tonepolite but distant.Her reaction threw me off. I was used to the old Hayley, timid, eager to please, always seekingmy approval. But this version of her was different. I wasn’t sure if I liked it or hated it.At some point I was happy we had the mating ceremony weeks ago for me to make her myLuna. Even if I was forced just to keep my position as the Alpha king, I needed to have a Lunaand the ceremony had to be rushed too. Thanks to my father,
Hayley's PovHearing his name raised a bitch inside of me, I was happy to know my child was alive, butfinding out Lucian was alive and breathing?? I couldn't take that.I wouldn't let him walk all over me with the mindset of killing my child.I took a deep breath and turned away, went back to the room and Lorenzo watched as I shut thedoor behind.“Open up, Hayley. Where do you expect me to sleep?” He yelled right behind the door with afirm voice.“I don't know, I just want to be alone” I said, covering myself with the sheets.I couldn't escape the night, it was like the same night I spent out the palace doors, locked outbecause I refused to kill my baby. Every part of that moment ached me and I pressed my dress,till I tore it out.My eyes closed gently, with tears streaming down my face, and I slept till the sun came up.The light filtered into the room, it appeared my curtains were drawn up, and I opened the door tofind something to put in my stomach. A nice morning grape would