Chapter 68|| Elinda's POV ||I knew something was suspicious the moment I saw Clara pass Alberto like he was a stranger. She didn't look his way at all, didn't smile—nothing. Her cold, calm eyes zeroed in on the tall man who stood near the entrance. She approached him, her arms hugging him like she belonged there. And maybe she did.Alberto remained there, stiff, shoulders tightened, lips parted slightly as if he was about to say something… anything. But nothing escaped. I placed a gentle hand on his arm, attempting to question him."Who is she?" I whispered.His jaw tightened. "It's complicated."That was all he said. And I could tell he wasn't about to tell me—either because it was too painful or because uttering it aloud would make it so. I didn't push. Not now.The rest of the night was foggy. I remember little of the talk or the string quartet in the corner or the scent of wine drifting through the air. My head was still thinking around Clara and Alberto. When at last I was info
Chapter 69|| ALEXIS'S POV ||As soon as Elinda got out of the car, her eyes narrowed like blades. "Tell me you didn't call those neighbors," she said, her voice cutting through the silence like a knife.I didn't respond.I couldn't. Because honestly, I had no idea that they would be gone so fast.But if I said it out loud, she would never believe me. Her trust was already on a broken—torn and ready to snap at the slightest pull.So I let the silence hang there. Let her fill it with whatever she wishes. Disappointment. Accusation. Hatred.She snorted and whirled away on her heel, mumbling something under her breath that I couldn't quite catch—but I heard the tone. She was done. At least for now. I watched her stalk into the hotel, shoulders braced, back straight. Like she was off to war.I huffed, pinching the bridge of my nose between two fingers, trying to allow the pressure building behind my eyes to bleed off. I turned to enter myself when my phone rang. I looked at the screen—Leo.
Chapter 70|| ALEXIS'S POV ||My grandfather's words rang in my head like a curse I couldn't ignore."He won't wake up, Alexis. He was hit with spell-coated claws. It's not physical damage—it's dark magic," she said, wiping sweat from her brow as she examined my grandfather's motionless body.I gripped my palms in my fists. My strongest human being alive grandfather lay unconscious, his chest rising and falling shallow, unusual l breaths. I could sense Elinda standing behind me. Her cologne—sweet mix of wet roses and attitude—was oddly calming through the pain growing inside me."I can help," she whispered.I didn't look at her. "No.""Elinda—"I said no. Finally, I turned. "You're Royal. You don't just bleed for commoners. You know the rules. Your blood. it's not for everyone."She stepped forward anyway, her eyes burning into mine like fire on cold metal. "I don't care about the rules.""Elinda—"I said—" I was cut off by her with a ferocity that froze the entire room, "—a life is m
Chapter 71|| Elinda's POV ||The smell of fresh herbs and pine hung on through the open corridor, light footsteps padding down shiny stone. I hadn't intended to overhear, but the maids were whispering in that obvious manner, speaking out loud to be heard."He's going to choose a mate," said one of them, her tone low but with an excitement to it."From the ancestor clans, no less. The elders pushed him. It's only a matter of time now."I froze, halfway down the corridor that gave access to the east garden, fists clenched so hard that my nails cut into the palms of my hands. Something in me snapped silently—not dramatically but an obvious pain to my heart.A mate. Of course, he would. Why wouldn't he? He was Alexis Kozlov—the respected and feared Alpha Don. He had responsibilities that exceeded my understanding. I was just. A mistake. Past. Regret.I turned on my heel to leave but almost ran into someone."Elinda."It was Alberto.His voice had been different of late, not brotherly and
|| ELINDA'S POV ||I did not say a word on the return boat trip to the island. The sea was calm—ironically so—as if the world had become silent for me.Alexis stood beside me, silent too, arms crossed, expression unreadable. I did not ask him why he refused to look at me every time our eyes met. I did not ask because I already knew.Something had changed.The sky was dirty gray and dark when we arrived, with the air heavy with dampness. There was a storm surging inside me and above. I pulled myself up from the boat, my heels clicking as I walked on the wooden dock. I did not wait. I marched straight into the house.The next morning came with an unexpected guest. I had barely made it down into the kitchen when I could hear the sharp sound of a woman's voice ringing from the hallway. Her perfume hit me first—artificial roses, the sort of scent trying to seduce the men. This was followed by the clicking of heels and a werewolf aura."I'm here for Alexis," she said to the maid, loudly enou
Chapter 73|| Elinda's POV ||The moment I heard the door slam downstairs, I knew it was Alberto.His footsteps thundered down the stone corridor like thunder. I sat still on the velvet couch in Alexis's study, fists tight around a half-full teacup, pretending to read the same page for the last ten minutes. Alexis stood at the window, staring out to sea as though it might be able to give him answers I couldn't."He's here," I said.Alexis didn't respond. He didn't need to.Alberto stormed into the room with the weight of a thousand unspoken frustrations. His dark eyes locked onto Alexis first, then flicked to me, then back to him. “You said you’d find him,” he snapped, without any resistance. “You promised you’d find Elinda’s first mate. It’s been months.”Alexis remained calm, his voice low. “We’ve followed every clue. It has been years. So it's hard to find him..”"Hard?" Alberto echoed with a bitter laugh. "How does a mate just disappear? You're not some lone Alpha. You run the lar
Chapter 74|| Elinda's POV ||The forest echoed with the pounding of our feet on the earth, but all I could hear was the continuous rhythm of my own heartbeat. The moon hung low and full above us, its silver light infusing the endless sea of the trees with an otherworldly radiance. I didn't dare slow down. Not yet. Not until it was too late for him to overtake me.I heard Alexis behind me—his growls of confusion, his body's struggle to keep up. I could smell him too, that familiar intoxicating scent that once made me feel safe, now pulling at me to break all the promises that I had made to myself.But not tonight. Tonight, I would not be held back again.Finally, when my legs ached and my lungs burned, I slid to a stop on the riverbank. Moonlight had turned the water into shimmering liquid glass, and for a moment, I simply stood, gazing into it, searching for what courage I could find.I heard his paws stop behind me, confused and leaden. I could feel his confusion radiating from him
Chapter 75|| Alexis's POV ||The world appeared to be groaning underfoot.When I woke up that morning, it was not the sunlight or the pain in my heart that welcomed me—it was the crushing weight on my chest, the dull throbbing in my bones, and the unusual weakness that had me gasping for air. For an instant, I thought I was dreaming.Or dead.Actually, I would have taken either of those options over this miserable reality.I attempted to sit up but my body wouldn't cooperate. All of my muscles were crying out.My skin was covered in sweat despite the cold in the room.The door creaked open slowly.There were footsteps coming. Light, tentative."Alexis," said a gentle voice—our former healer, Master Dorian. "Don't move."I hated how pitiful I sounded when I croaked out, "What the hell is going on with me?"He put a gentle hand to my forehead, his expression stern."You're sick because of the Royal magic that was put on you. Your bond—" He hesitated. "It was broken by a Royal bloodli
Chapter 93|| ALBERTO'S POV ||I hate to leave plans for Alexis, but I must say—when it comes to starting chaos, he's a master at it. Tonight, he mapped out every guard patrol, every blind spot in the mansion, every alternate escape route. Dressed in the uniform of one of Mikhail's personal enforcers, I passed through the iron gates with a forged ID chip Alexis's crew hastily created. My heart pounded in my ears as the scanner gave me the all-clear to enter. The moment I crossed the threshold into the mansion, the scent enveloped me. Her scent. Clara.My wolf growled within me, restless. I clenched my fists hard to keep from shaking.Concentrate.The corridors smelt rich and cold, with black polished marble casting golden dancing chandeliers above. I kept my head down, mimicking the guard walk I had picked up from spy videos. Sweeping past two guards standing by a staircase, talking, I nodded to them quietly. They barely glanced at me.Clara was in the east wing. Alexis had overheard
Chapter 92|| Clara's POV || (Three Years Ago)My chest thudded as I approached the healer's little hut. I walked closer,feeling vulnerable yet oddly reassured by the emptiness around me.The groan of the wooden door creaking open slowly, and there in the peaceful, knowing eyes of the healer, an old woman whose peaceful presence always had the power to calm my restless soul. She nodded in acknowledgment, stepping aside to let me in."Come in, Clara," she whispered, guiding me into a chair beside the fire. I sat down in the worn seat, letting out a deep, trembling breath.The healer studied me deeply, her understanding eyes easing with compassion. "Have you made up your mind yet, dear? Alberto is suffering, and so are you. Your wolf weakens daily."I swallowed hard, wincing back tears that pricked at the corners of my eyes. "I don't know what to do," I admitted softly, my voice cracking. "I'm afraid of Mikhail's anger more than anything. He is a revengeful man. He won't think twice abo
Chapter 91|| Elinda's POV ||I had barely emerged from the car when the chaos descended on me like a wave.Cameras snapped one after another in my face, and microphones were shoved under my nose in every direction. A group of reporters hovered around me.Their faces were tough and full of judgmental :"Elinda! You actually did run away from the ceremony of finding a mate!""Are you with anyone special last night?""Is your engagement to Duke Alaric cancelled now?"I couldn't answer. I couldn't breathe.They weren't just shoving—they were standing on me, yanking at my sleeves, blocking every move I made towards the palace. A woman's heel ground into my ankle. A man jammed a mic into my shoulder so forcefully I almost stumbled. Panic coursed up my throat."Get back!" Alaric's voice came behind me, deep but not nearly loud enough to overpower the crowd. "You're hurting her! Move aside!"His hand gripped mine tightly, but it was not strong to save me. He seemed more like a noble trying to
Chapter 90|| ELINDA's POV ||I awoke curled around Alexis's chest, feeling the gradual beat of his breath against my hand. His skin was warm now. Not fever-burning like last night. Just warm. Alive. I didn't want to move, but the sun that sliced through the blinds brought memory.There was a gentle knock at the door, and then servant's whisper. "My Lady… the healer has arrived."I glanced at Alexis, who remained asleep. His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and I knew he would come awake soon. I moved off the bed, gently tucking the blankets back around him, and opened the door far enough to see."I'll speak with him alone first," I breathed.The servant nodded and disappeared down the hallway. A minute later, the healer—a soft-faced middle-aged man with grey hair and a scent of rosemary—stepped silently in. I guided him into the next room so Alexis wouldn't hear us."He's better, isn't he?" I asked as soon as we'd closed the door behind us.The healer smiled half-heartedly. "Yes… and no
Chapter 89 || Elinda's POV || The clapping palms of the crowd, the flowers, Alaric's soft smile—these all disappeared into the past for me as I boarded the boat. My heart never dwelled inside those walls.It stayed with him.Alexis.Sea air stung my face, but nothing could shake the guilt burning beneath my skin. I shouldn't be doing this. Tonight, of all nights. After accepting another mate before the council mere hours before. But the image of Alexis—sick, alone, possibly dying on that island—called me like a moth to flame. No cause, no royal duties, not even the mate bond could keep me away.The instant the boat docked at the Dark Crescent island's dock, I ran. My heels hit wet soil, and the wind tore through my hair.I did not wait for a servant or for leave. I burst through the entrance and flew up the stairs two steps at a time."Princess!" Lysa's voice echoed in warning as she appeared at the head of the stairs, arms out to hold me back. "You can't go in! Alpha must have rest—
Chapter 88|| ELINDA'S POV ||The council chamber was too silent.Alberto and I sat side by side, hands resting tense in my lap, fingers intertwined.Old, stern-appearing councilors with glaring eyes leaned toward me at a glance that I could not define quite so well—whether it was respect or annoyance.Or maybe… they're just tired of waiting for me to catch up and just make up their minds already, for goodness' sake."Princess Elinda," one of the older males began, his tone like an Alpha, "now that Prince Alberto's been crowned Alpha, the pack will need a strong Beta to support him. Someone familiar with royal bloodline. and fighting." He glared at me. "We all decided it should be you."I swallowed. My throat was dry and tightened.Alberto glared at me sideways, his eyes gentle but supportive. "You're the only one I trust, Elin. You've done it again and again."Have I?The memory of the shattered mate bond danced at the edges of my mind. The pain still hasn't gone yet. I was on my feet,
Chapter 87 || ALBERTO'S POV ||The moment I stepped into the hall, my wolf lifted her head. Not due to the politics or the constant chatter swirling around us, but because she was present.Clara.Even now, even after all of it, my wolf l recognized her. Her presence was a magnet that I couldn't shake from my head, no matter how faint the melody had become. I stood on the sidelines, glass in hand, pretending to listen to Alexis's negotiation with the North Alpha, but my eyes kept wandering to her.And every time I glanced, I saw something that made my blood boil.Mikhail.He loomed over her like a predator, cold and commanding, his voice sharp and snapping whenever he addressed her. I noticed the tension in Clara's posture when he spoke, the way her shoulders tensed, the glint of something in her eyes she tried to hide—fear or indifference, I couldn't tell. But I did.My wolf did too.Go to her, he snarled within me, pacing back and forth."I can't," I grumbled under my breath.Alexis
Chapter 86 || Clara's POV ||I was sitting at the window, pretending to read a book, but my hands trembled so violently.My thoughts were elsewhere, as they always were now—on Alberto, on the painful bond inside me that grew heavier with each passing moment I stayed here, held captive by fear.The door creaked behind me.I didn't need to turn to know who it was. His presence made the room suffocate, forcing me to barely breathe."We are going to a reception tonight," he stated in a neutral tone, showing no feeling whatsoever. "The top designer will be there. Prepare yourself."I kept my back to him, my fingers tightening around the book.A meeting. Meaning all the power players would attend. And if Alberto was indeed in Bravta's borders, he'd certainly be there.The mere idea of being within the same air space as him—to look upon him, feel the tie between us scream for attention— wracked my chest with pain. It would hurt. I would know it would."I am not going," I said, voice small bu
Chapter 85 || Clara's POV ||The sunlight pouring through my window in the morning fell gently on the floor of my bedroom. I had not slept. Not actually. Each time I shut my eyes, the power of the bond felt out and pulled at my soul, whispering a name I could not voice. Alberto. My mate.But I was married to another man.The door creaked open and I stiffened, my heart racing before I could even turn around. To my relief, it was the healer—the elderly woman with warm eyes and gentle fingers. She gave a polite nod before she approached, her bag slung over one shoulder."How do you feel, Lady Clara?" she said softly as she sat beside the bed."Fine," I replied too quickly.Her eyes furrowed together, obviously not believing it, but she did not press the issue. She had grown accustomed to living in this house by now and was smarter than to ask questions she wasn't supposed to ask. I remained numb as she laid cool fingers on my wrist, feeling my pulse. Then her hand moved to my forehead,