Author's POVAfter Damian watched Elara storm away like a raging wildfire, the evidence of her fury was still trailing behind her like smoke that can't be put out. Damian turned away slowly and made his way towards his room, his steps heavier than the last and his thoughts a storm.When he got in, he shut the door behind him, resting on it. He exhaled slowly, but the weight of his encounter with Elara didn’t lift from his chest. He felt bad. No. He felt worse.Of course, he had expected her rage. Prepared for the venom in her voice. But it didn’t make the blow hit any less. If anything it felt like he was broken beyond repair.He had agreed with her, and assured her that he would fight for Ethan. But he didn't. And now the guilt was already eating him whole and alive. Haunting his soul.She’s right, his wolf whispered in his head. 'You betrayed her. You betrayed Ethan.''But I had no choice,' he fired back. Not really. It wasn't his choice. He had to do it to save his child and that
Author's POVA week later.Although everything had died down temporarily, the elders still had their suspicions. They were equally keeping an eye on Kael, their eyes like that of an eagle watching, waiting for him to flop. And also on Damian trying to figure out the real reason why he let Kael go.For one whole week, Elara was nowhere to be found. She hadn't been seen in the palace. Everyone had expected that she was still probably angry at the Alpha for everything and coupled with the fact that justice wasn't exactly served.Today, Alpha Damian sat at the grand hall with Elders Seraphina, Selena, and a few other trusted members of the high circle. They were discussing about the pack matters and how to restore peace.Kael stood by silently near the back, arms crossed with a guarded expression on his face. From the look on the Elders face anytime his eyes met with them, he knew he wasn't exactly wanted here but he equally doesn't care.A sharp knock on the double doors silenced the roo
Author’s POVThe grand hall which was filled moments ago with shock, suspicion, and false smiles eventually emptied. But the echo of the elders’ reluctant chants of “Long live, Alpha Damian”, still lingered in the air, thick like a aftertaste of a sour poison.Damian didn’t speak. Although he could barely hold himself from snapping but at the end of the day he waited until the heavy doors slammed shut after he gave the guards a quiet order to exit the room, leaving only two people in the room.Him. And her.Elara sat back on her throne, her legs crossed in such a graceful manner that made her give a type of aura that was impossible to ignore. Damian noticed it but he quickly shoved it away.Who would care about some aura in such a situation? He was literally burning with rage inside. She noticed him as he tried to force himself to look away from her and a faint, taunting smirk tugged at the corners of her lips.Interesting. It was good to know that she still had some kind of effects
Author's POVElara’s eyes glittered with unshed tears. “No. I still feel betrayed. But I’m choosing peace. Choosing to put everything behind me and move on.” “Bullshit,” Damian snapped. “You don’t forgive that easily. I know you, Elara.”Her lips curved into a slow, mysterious smile. “Maybe you don’t know me as well as you think.”There it was. The glint in her eyes. The spark behind the calm. She was playing a deeper game, and they both knew it. The only problem was—he didn’t know the rules yet. He can never know. His own tenure have run out and this was her own time to be in charge. Her games, her rules. Damian exhaled heavily, running a hand through his hair. He had no choice not to believe her for now. He knew pushing further was useless. "I don’t know what game you’re playing, but if you hurt yourself or get caught in something dangerous—”“I’m not here to hurt myself, Damian,” she interrupted coolly. “I’m here to stand by your side. To support your reign. Isn’t that what a L
Elara’s POV The moment I stepped into my room and the door clicked shut behind me with a soft click, I leaned against it for a long moment, closing my eyes and I had a bit of relief. My chest was still rising and falling from the aftermath of that kiss. I clasped my hands together tightly, trying everything I could to steady my breathing. The disgusting taste of that kiss still lingered on my lips. It was everything warm, aggressive, unforgettable. And it was everything I hated because of the way it had unraveled me in ways it shouldn't. Damn him. For one week I had been preparing for this. And I thought I was fully prepared to take up this role that I had perfectly crafted. This role of being calm, calculated, in control. But it turned out to be harder than I had expected. The moment he pressed his lips on mine, something within me cracked. Something old. Something buried. Something dangerous. Fuck!!! Even my wolf wasn't left out. She had been restless, jumping inside me since
Elara's POV Once Clara left, I sat down at the edge of the bed and rubbing my temple and sighing in frustration. I had just remembered that I said I was going to move to Damian's room. This was crazy. I didn't even mean to say that. But the word had left my mouth before I could stop them in a desperate bind to make him believe me earlier. I should have never said that no matter what. Sharing a chamber with Damian again felt like inviting a wolf into my den, one I couldn’t quite keep from growling, or biting. And that kiss… the memory of it alone made my stomach twisted with discomfort. And now? I'd be sleeping in his bed tonight. And I don't need any soothsayer to tell me what was to come next. It was crystal clear that he'd try to sleep with me. He’d use it as a test, a way to claim control and even if it isn't that, I could see I still have an effect on him. And the thought of his hands on me for the whatever reasons, the thoughts of his cock inside me after I had sworn not
Lyra's POV Elara..... That sly bitch. She had barely let me step outside before she slammed the door in my face like any more minutes I spent in her room hinted that I was ruining something.... something important, something she was obviously hiding. I stood in the hallway for a breath longer than I should have, my eyes narrowed, heart racing with suspicion. That satchet… that damn pills on her table. I knew exactly what it was. Prenatal vitamins. I was taking the same pills for my baby recently, although it was a different brand. But hell, I still recognised them if I see them anywhere. Could Elara really be pregnant? Or is it possible for someone who isn't pregnant to be taking a prenatal vitamins? I don't think so. The thought made my heart skipped a beat. I turned on my heels, walking down the corridor. If she was pregnant, then who was responsible for it? Was it Damian? Or maybe....... Ethan? My eye widened at my thoughts, but I quickly shook my head in disagreement. I
Damian’s POV “Elara’s belongings,” I said coolly, my hands tucked behind my back as I addressed the two maids standing near her door alongside with me. “Pack them. Move everything that belonged to her into my chambers. She’ll be staying there from tonight onward.” The maids exchanged a quick glance of uncertainty before bowing and entering the room. I leaned against the wall outside, waiting. After she left earlier, I was suddenly interested and aroused more than I could control. I needed to act fast before she changes her mind, and it was to test her too. To make sure she really meant well. And also to keep an eye incase she tries to carry out her initial threat of 'I will drag you down from that throne.' I don't want her fooling me again like she did with Ethan. I hadn't find out what really happened between them but deep down inside it feels like Ethan betrayed me. He was fooling me while working for her. Because it was the only explanation that made sense after I saw her bre
Elara's POV "Alright, my Alpha. I'm more than happy to serve you tonight." The words spilled out of my mouth like silk, sweet and submissive exactly what I knew he'd like to hear, what I wanted him to hear. Pathetic. I even offered him my most charming smile, the kind that I knew use to captivate him in the past. The one that used to make his eyes darken with lust. And just like I expected, they did work. And he was also surprised. He hadn't expected me to say such words but I did anyways and I didn't regret it one bit. Because every word I said… every breath I took in his presence now… was a blatant lie. Inside me? I was screaming in anger. But then my wolf as always was silent at the moment—I realised she was torn between us—obviously wouldn't mind sleeping with her mate, but she was still bothered that I didn't want to do it. I turned back toward the room, the fake smile washing off my face the moment my back was to him. The moment I knew he couldn't see me and a deep fr
Damian’s POV “Elara’s belongings,” I said coolly, my hands tucked behind my back as I addressed the two maids standing near her door alongside with me. “Pack them. Move everything that belonged to her into my chambers. She’ll be staying there from tonight onward.” The maids exchanged a quick glance of uncertainty before bowing and entering the room. I leaned against the wall outside, waiting. After she left earlier, I was suddenly interested and aroused more than I could control. I needed to act fast before she changes her mind, and it was to test her too. To make sure she really meant well. And also to keep an eye incase she tries to carry out her initial threat of 'I will drag you down from that throne.' I don't want her fooling me again like she did with Ethan. I hadn't find out what really happened between them but deep down inside it feels like Ethan betrayed me. He was fooling me while working for her. Because it was the only explanation that made sense after I saw her bre
Lyra's POV Elara..... That sly bitch. She had barely let me step outside before she slammed the door in my face like any more minutes I spent in her room hinted that I was ruining something.... something important, something she was obviously hiding. I stood in the hallway for a breath longer than I should have, my eyes narrowed, heart racing with suspicion. That satchet… that damn pills on her table. I knew exactly what it was. Prenatal vitamins. I was taking the same pills for my baby recently, although it was a different brand. But hell, I still recognised them if I see them anywhere. Could Elara really be pregnant? Or is it possible for someone who isn't pregnant to be taking a prenatal vitamins? I don't think so. The thought made my heart skipped a beat. I turned on my heels, walking down the corridor. If she was pregnant, then who was responsible for it? Was it Damian? Or maybe....... Ethan? My eye widened at my thoughts, but I quickly shook my head in disagreement. I
Elara's POV Once Clara left, I sat down at the edge of the bed and rubbing my temple and sighing in frustration. I had just remembered that I said I was going to move to Damian's room. This was crazy. I didn't even mean to say that. But the word had left my mouth before I could stop them in a desperate bind to make him believe me earlier. I should have never said that no matter what. Sharing a chamber with Damian again felt like inviting a wolf into my den, one I couldn’t quite keep from growling, or biting. And that kiss… the memory of it alone made my stomach twisted with discomfort. And now? I'd be sleeping in his bed tonight. And I don't need any soothsayer to tell me what was to come next. It was crystal clear that he'd try to sleep with me. He’d use it as a test, a way to claim control and even if it isn't that, I could see I still have an effect on him. And the thought of his hands on me for the whatever reasons, the thoughts of his cock inside me after I had sworn not
Elara’s POV The moment I stepped into my room and the door clicked shut behind me with a soft click, I leaned against it for a long moment, closing my eyes and I had a bit of relief. My chest was still rising and falling from the aftermath of that kiss. I clasped my hands together tightly, trying everything I could to steady my breathing. The disgusting taste of that kiss still lingered on my lips. It was everything warm, aggressive, unforgettable. And it was everything I hated because of the way it had unraveled me in ways it shouldn't. Damn him. For one week I had been preparing for this. And I thought I was fully prepared to take up this role that I had perfectly crafted. This role of being calm, calculated, in control. But it turned out to be harder than I had expected. The moment he pressed his lips on mine, something within me cracked. Something old. Something buried. Something dangerous. Fuck!!! Even my wolf wasn't left out. She had been restless, jumping inside me since
Author's POVElara’s eyes glittered with unshed tears. “No. I still feel betrayed. But I’m choosing peace. Choosing to put everything behind me and move on.” “Bullshit,” Damian snapped. “You don’t forgive that easily. I know you, Elara.”Her lips curved into a slow, mysterious smile. “Maybe you don’t know me as well as you think.”There it was. The glint in her eyes. The spark behind the calm. She was playing a deeper game, and they both knew it. The only problem was—he didn’t know the rules yet. He can never know. His own tenure have run out and this was her own time to be in charge. Her games, her rules. Damian exhaled heavily, running a hand through his hair. He had no choice not to believe her for now. He knew pushing further was useless. "I don’t know what game you’re playing, but if you hurt yourself or get caught in something dangerous—”“I’m not here to hurt myself, Damian,” she interrupted coolly. “I’m here to stand by your side. To support your reign. Isn’t that what a L
Author’s POVThe grand hall which was filled moments ago with shock, suspicion, and false smiles eventually emptied. But the echo of the elders’ reluctant chants of “Long live, Alpha Damian”, still lingered in the air, thick like a aftertaste of a sour poison.Damian didn’t speak. Although he could barely hold himself from snapping but at the end of the day he waited until the heavy doors slammed shut after he gave the guards a quiet order to exit the room, leaving only two people in the room.Him. And her.Elara sat back on her throne, her legs crossed in such a graceful manner that made her give a type of aura that was impossible to ignore. Damian noticed it but he quickly shoved it away.Who would care about some aura in such a situation? He was literally burning with rage inside. She noticed him as he tried to force himself to look away from her and a faint, taunting smirk tugged at the corners of her lips.Interesting. It was good to know that she still had some kind of effects
Author's POVA week later.Although everything had died down temporarily, the elders still had their suspicions. They were equally keeping an eye on Kael, their eyes like that of an eagle watching, waiting for him to flop. And also on Damian trying to figure out the real reason why he let Kael go.For one whole week, Elara was nowhere to be found. She hadn't been seen in the palace. Everyone had expected that she was still probably angry at the Alpha for everything and coupled with the fact that justice wasn't exactly served.Today, Alpha Damian sat at the grand hall with Elders Seraphina, Selena, and a few other trusted members of the high circle. They were discussing about the pack matters and how to restore peace.Kael stood by silently near the back, arms crossed with a guarded expression on his face. From the look on the Elders face anytime his eyes met with them, he knew he wasn't exactly wanted here but he equally doesn't care.A sharp knock on the double doors silenced the roo
Author's POVAfter Damian watched Elara storm away like a raging wildfire, the evidence of her fury was still trailing behind her like smoke that can't be put out. Damian turned away slowly and made his way towards his room, his steps heavier than the last and his thoughts a storm.When he got in, he shut the door behind him, resting on it. He exhaled slowly, but the weight of his encounter with Elara didn’t lift from his chest. He felt bad. No. He felt worse.Of course, he had expected her rage. Prepared for the venom in her voice. But it didn’t make the blow hit any less. If anything it felt like he was broken beyond repair.He had agreed with her, and assured her that he would fight for Ethan. But he didn't. And now the guilt was already eating him whole and alive. Haunting his soul.She’s right, his wolf whispered in his head. 'You betrayed her. You betrayed Ethan.''But I had no choice,' he fired back. Not really. It wasn't his choice. He had to do it to save his child and that