LOGINTHIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW
“I was born this way.”
Pearl glanced back at him, her eyes widening slightly in surprise. “What do you mean?” Suddenly she felt a strange tingling in her feet. Looking down, she saw the water swirling violently, like a storm at sea.
“This is…” she gasped, her eyes gr
***THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW***The moment Pearl stepped across the threshold of the grand hall where Cassian sat upon his throne, watching her with a dark smirk, the heavy doors behind her slammed shut, sealing her fate with the very man who had taken everything from her.“Pearl,” his eyes roamed slowly over her body from head to toe. “This name truly suits you, Darling. I can’t wait to devour you in my bedchamber.”Pearl stood frozen in the middle of the hall like a statue. Her eyes were puffy and empty, her face streaked with the dried tears she had shed on the long journey to the kingdom. Tears of heartbreak. Tears of losing her love forever. Tears of losing Emerald.“I am here,” she said flatly. “Now let my family go.”Cassian rose from his
**THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW**Alpha Alexander gently cupped Pearl’s cheek, his eyes full of sadness and worry. “It is all my fault for leaving you out here for so long, Pearl. If I had been strong enough to protect you that day, you would never have fallen in love with the wrong man. This is all my fault.”Pearl shook her head. “It’s not your fault, but…” She gently lowered his hand and met his gaze. “I have not fallen in love with the wrong man, Father.”Alexander was stunned to see the quiet defiance in her wet eyes.“Emerald may be the king maker,” she continued, “but he did not kill my brothers. They died in the war. I cannot blame him for something that does not involve him directly…”
**THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW**“Alpha,” Roger quickly walked over the moment he noticed Emerald arriving at the scene.Emerald’s expression darkened at the sight of the bloodshed along his borders, something that had never happened before. She-wolves who had lost their soulmates were crying and mourning near the bodies.Roger reported urgently, “All of our border wolves died mysteriously!”The other wolves who were carefully collecting the dead bodies paused when Emerald lifted the white sheet from the face of one of the fallen. The wolf’s eyes and heart had been gouged out, just like the others. But when Emerald looked more closely at the hole in the chest, he stilled.&nbs
***THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW***“Alpha!” Cassian’s right-hand man rushed into the room, his breathing uneven and forehead covered in sweat. “The rogues I sent into Crescent Hollow to see if access was possible or not but those rogues died within a minute! Compared to the previous deaths, it was much quicker this time. Emerald Crown is indeed alive!”Cassian clutched the wine bottle so tightly that it shattered in his hand, the sharp glass stabbing into his palm. Blood dripped down, but the burning lava in his eyes was more terrifying than anything anyone had ever seen.“Emerald Crown!”The name tasted like poison on his tongue as the image of Emerald and Pearl embracing each other flashed through his mind once again.There was no mi
***THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW***From that day on, he truly returned to share every meal with her and always made sure to be back in their bedroom at night. He never left her alone at night. Whenever he had urgent matters far away, he would take her along with him, which also helped lift her mood. At the same time, she slowly learned more about the pack’s affairs as their Luna, while Emerald began teaching her how to fight. Since she had grown up rarely shifting, she had never learned combat skills before. Their morning training sessions always mixed with light flirting that made her heart flutter.Days turned into weeks, and Pearl found herself living the best life she had ever known. It felt more like a dream.“Luna,” Beta Roger called as Pearl entered
***THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW***“Come with me.”Emerald took her hand and led her back to the packhouse. Moments later Pearl stood in Emerald’s bedroom dressed in a baby pink gown, her favorite color. The design and style were different from the red gown that had been torn during her shift into her wolf, but this one held its own unique beauty, elegance, and subtle boldness that was hard to describe. She gently touched the soft fabric while watching herself in the mirror with a soft smile.“When did you prepare this dress?” she asked.Emerald stood behind her, locking eyes with her through the mirror as he carefully adjusted the strap of her gown. “I bought two dresses… in case you didn’t lik







