Elara's POVKael let out a tired cough, his body trembling from the cold in the dungeon floor coupled with the water that was drenched on him, but I didn’t flinch. I didn't care even if he was to die right there in her presence. He deserves everything happening to him and more.Instead, I stood tall before him, arms folded, gaze as sharp as blade. I studied him for a while, my heart swelling with faint joy as I took in the weak state of my sworn enemy. Yes. Let him suffer. “I’ll ask one last time,” I said in a calm but dangerous tone. “Where is Ethan?”Kael looked up, his lips chapped and covered in dried blood. His expression was masked as he denied it blatantly. “Why are you asking me that? I don't know where he is."I tilted my head slightly, considering him. “You do. You’re just afraid of what happens if you speak. You know you're going to lose your head either way."Kael’s mouth twitched, as though he wanted to laugh, but lacked the strength. He knew I was telling the truth. Dam
Elara's POV“I didn’t think you had it in you to come back,” Lyra continued, her lips curling into a smirk. "After all the humiliation and embarrassment. You have developed a thick skin, haven't you?"I looked her up and down, unaffected by her words. “I’m not back. If I were, you wouldn’t be able to stand the heat, Lyra darling. The moment I come back here, get ready to burn."Burn? Lyra’s expression darkened, her heart racing with fear at my words. And from the way she sounded, she knew I wasn't bluffing.I didn't give her the time to recover or react. Instead, I took a step closer, my tone sharper now. “Tell me, Lyra… did you know about Ethan?”The fear in Lyra increased and she quickly raised an eyebrow, her expression looked like she was just hearing about Ethan's disappearance for the first time. “What about him?”“He’s missing,” I replied coldly. “And I have a feeling you’re involved. You and Kael, I wonder what's happening between you both.A faint flicker crossed Lyra’s face,
Lyra’s POVI couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t eat. Couldn't keep calm. My whole body kept trembling as I paced the length of my room like an accursed soul. Elara’s voice was the curse that echoed in my ears. “I will find out everything… and if I find you guilty…” Her words had rooted in my skull like a damn thorn.I had been so caught up with dealing with Kael that I had totally forgotten about Ethan. Fuck! KAEL. Even when he isn't here, he is still trying to make my life a living hell. If he hadn't kidnapped Ethan then I wouldn't be in this situation now. Now, Elara suspects me and even our relationship.She wasn’t supposed to come back. But she has. And I wasn't expecting her to become stronger, colder, and more determined than ever. But she is too.“Shit,” I hissed, gripping the edge of the table until my knuckles turned white. I had to do something, anything before that witch found indisputable proof, before she connected the dots together and discovered my involvement in everything. Ka
Elara’s POVToday, I felt warmer, stronger. I didn’t feel the usual cold or weakness like it had the past few days. I could practically feel the renewed energy surging through me. It was exhilarating, my wolf was awakened and I could feel my abilities returning.Maybe it was the potion. Yes...it should be the potion. Or maybe… just maybe I was healing. I might have found favor at the sight of the Moon Goddess.“Your vitals are stronger than ever,” the doctor said with a gentle smile, handing me the printed report. “It’s unbelievable. The pregnancy is stable, and we might not even go through the procedure to deliver the baby. Your body is recovering at a miraculous rate. Whatever remedy you’ve been using—it’s working, Luna. If it continues at this rate, then maybe the cancerous cells too might reduce," he added, his voice alight with hope. "This is nothing short of a miracle."I stared at the paper in disbelief. For so long, I thought I was losing everything. But now… there was hope.
Elara’s POVMaybe I fell to the ground or not, I don't remember. I only realised my knees scraping against the cold hospital floor, my mouth parted in a scream but no sound came out. The hospital walls felt like they were closing in, ripping off the air out of my lungs.“He’s not…” My voice cracked as I sob loudly. “He can’t be gone. He promised....he promised to protect me...."I couldn't finish the statement. His face flashed before my eyes and it seemed like he was just right in front of me. I remember the last time we saw each other in the prison. The way he cupped my face with so much concern on his handsome features and made a vow. "I won't let you die. I'll find a way to save you and the baby. I swear it."Yes, he made me a promise. He promised to save us. He should be here fulfilling his promises and...... not dead. Gomez bent down beside me, uncertain, hesitant, before wrapping his arms around my shoulders. “I’m so sorry, Luna,” he murmured. “I shouldn’t have told you like
Elara's POVThe guards at the dungeon entrance stiffened the moment they saw me approach. Fear etched on their faces as they exchanged glances. But I was unbothered.“I need to see him,” I said. “Now.”One of them who seemed to be courageous enough stepped forward, blocking my way. “Luna, we have orders from Alpha Damian. No one goes in without clearance.”“Move,” I growled, voice deadly low.They didn’t. My hand tightened around the dagger. I took a step forward, chest heaving.“I said. Move.”Still, they didn’t budge. They didn't care if I lunged at them or not. They were willing to die. Damian must have issued them a strict warning never to let me in at all costs.Then, behind me, a deep familiar voice broke the tension. “Elara. Stop.”Damian. I turned slowly, not bothering to hide the fury on my face. “He’s dead,” I spat. “Ethan is dead and I know Kael had something to do with it. And you’re protecting him?”“I’m not protecting anyone,” Damian said quietly, approaching me. “I’m tr
Damian’s POVI sat still in my study, the silence in the room pressing getting more suffocating every second. Ethan was dead. The words kept replaying in my mind, mocking me with every echo.He was dead. Dead just like that. Dead without any explanation. Dead like a chicken. Ethan was a still a young boy for fuck sake.I ran my hand over my face, trying to chase away his reflection from my imagination. Ethan was more than a warrior. He was one of the few people I trusted—trained, molded, and handpicked to serve me and watch Elara when I thought she couldn’t be trusted. And now, he is gone.Something dark coiled up in my chest. I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that he must have died because of this whole issues. If I hadn't ordered him to watch over Elara, would he still be alive?I hadn't expected it to hit me this hard. I hadn’t expected the loss to feel so painful and so… personal. But it did. It hit me so hard that I was traumatised and I remembered my family's death. The pa
Damian's POVI stared at him. Stared at my friend, and for a moment, memories of our time in the Rogue kingdom resurfaces. The times we used to hunt together, the times we used to train together and those times where we got into the same academy. Everything was going well until I remembered how manipulative he and his father had handled the relics situation.That single act traumatized me for years. For years I felt like I was cursed, felt like I would bring destruction to the people around me. It was only with the help of Lyra that I was able to regain my self confidence.And since then, I have grown careful of him and his father. Till date, they didn't know I knew the truth about the relics and they often wonder how I changed so much, not knowing that they changed me.“That’s what I’m trying to find out. Because the investigation on Ethan's corpse showed that he was hit with a silver bullet and his wound was infected because it wasn't treated. You can see that it sounds like you ha
Elara's POV The morning air was brisk as I stepped out of the car. My head raised high as I walked into the building confidently like a woman ready to crush all her enemies. With the discovery of the names on Damian's list last night, I was ready to return the same energy everyone would give me. I had the knowledge that not everyone who smiled at me was my friend and I intend to let them know that but the icy welcome I expected never came. Instead, a low buzz of murmurs swept through the glass building as I walked in. Several heads turned in my direction. Some faces lit up in surprise, genuine, startled smiles at my comeback. Others quickly masked their discomfort, and I didn’t miss the subtle exchanges of nervous glances like their biggest rival was back. Right. It's time they feel the heat. In the past, I have been meek, seeking validation but not anymore. I have known my place. I am a Queen. One that should be respected. They should be the one to cower not the other way round.
Author's POV She went down slowly, surrendering to whatever dark punishment he had planned for her. She closed her eyes as he gripped her hair, guiding her like a tool, like nothing. His other hand was holding the base of his cock. He let out a satisfied breath as he tilted his head back. “We’ll keep meeting here,” he muttered. “No more guest houses. No more comfort. This…” he gestured to the cold concrete, the damp air, the dark corners of the warehouse, “is what you deserve. Fucking you right here like a dog is what suits you because I don't want a dog like you to stain the bed sheets." With that he slammed his cock inside her mouth. Lyra wasn't prepared for the impact so she almost gagged as his thick, hot shaft hit the back of her throat. He laughed menacingly in satisfaction at her struggles. "Yes. Choke on it, slut." _______ The Next Morning Elara woke up before the sunrise. She wanted to resume to the company today and begin her plans immediately. She moved quietly,
Author's POV The warehouse was cold and empty. It was no different from Kael's piercing eyes. He couldn't believe what Lyra had told him over the phone. And that made him so disgusted with everyone and everything. Lyra stood cautiously just in front of him, mindful of his gaze and not wanting to piss him off further. Her arms were folded, her nerves trembling beneath her skin. “Elara’s pregnant," she said, her voice quiet, trembling but urgent. Kael didn’t react immediately. He stared at her for a long, cold moment. Not blinking. Not moving. Just... watching. Like a beast assessing its prey, checking whether or not she was fit to be devoured. “Are you sure?" he asked slowly, voice barely above a whisper. Since Lyra had betrayed him and almost wanted to kill him, he knows better than to trust her blindly. She was good for everything but certainly not an alliance. The devil is better than her if anything. “Yes. I saw the prenatal pills in her room.” Lyra’s eyes searched his fa
Elara's POV Different scenarios crossed my mind but one that stood out was that: It was the names of the people working for him. They had helped him with the company's takeover one way or another and he had kept their name as leverage.... maybe in case they chose to betray him then he'd have something to use against them. That bastard.... but seems just like Damian. He might be reckless but equally smart. Smart to always manipulate people and keep them under him. But then my heart twisted. How could all these people betray my father? Father was nothing but kind to his staff. In fact, he was too kind and they had betrayed him with a second thought. If these many people had betrayed my father and are somehow working with Damian, then.... taking back the company won't be easy at all. Then I found a picture. The room swayed. No. No, this couldn’t be— It was an old picture of Damian, Lyra, Kael and an older man, which I know very well to be the Rogue king. I had seen him countless
Elara’s POV At exactly 12 am, I opened my eyes and for a second, I forgot where I was before I realised I was now in the palace, in Damian's room and on his bed to be precise. The scent of sex and sweat still lingered in the air, a reminder of last night's adventure. Turning to my side, Damian was laying next to me, one strong arm thrown over my waist, holding me in place as if he had somehow expected that I'd sneak away. His breathing was heavy and slowed, lost in the blissful illusion that we were back together again. But we aren't. We can never be. Whatever we had already ended a long time ago. I watched the rise and fall of his chest, the faint glow of the moonlight flickering in through the blinds and falling on his bare skin, and I waited. For a second, a really, really dark thought crossed my mind. If only I could strangle him. Everything would be over. I will finally be free. But I quickly shake my head, shunning the voice. No. I shouldn't do that. I shouldn't become the
Elara's POV “You’re staring,” I said, voice like silk, “Alpha. You like what you see? I bet Lyra can't please you the way I do. I bet her pussy isn't as sweet as mine." His jaw tightened with irritation as if I just reminded him of the name he wants to forget. “Don’t pretend you don’t love it,” he growled, taking a step closer, then another, until he was towering over me. I gave a small, knowing smile. Of course, my deliciousness can't be compared to that whore. And the stupid man in front of me had forgotten about her. Forgotten about the woman who was carrying his 'supposed heir'. “Then make me beg," I taunted. "Make me cry, make me moan," my lord." He didn’t need a special invitation. His mouth slammed onto mine, raw with hunger. There was no gentleness or love here. No. Only savage, unrestrained lust. He devoured my lips, dipping his tongue into my mouth, drinking me in and tasting my saliva like I was the only thing barely holding him from going insane. I gasped in his mout
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