LOGINThen I whispered, “She woke because of truth.”Nicholas’s POVTruth.The word cut deeper than any blade.Watching Esther’s wolf awaken, seeing that glow ripple through her, was like watching dawn break inside my own ribs. Norman howled in joy, circling like a storm.Mate. Whole again.I wanted to re
Esther’s POVThe moon hung low over the palace courtyard, pale and thin as if it too had been hollowed out by truth.I hadn’t slept in days. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Carl’s face in that hospital bed, the IV line glowing red with Nicholas’s blood, a thread connecting them that could never b
I couldn’t stay. Not then. Not with the room spinning around the truth.I turned on my heel and left.Outside, the evening had turned cold. The palace gardens stretched wide and silent, shadows long across the stone. I made it halfway to the fountain before the first surge of fury hit, hot and wild
Nicholas’s POVIt was supposed to be an ordinary morning.A quiet one, even the kind where the palace felt less like a fortress and more like a home. The smell of breakfast bread drifting through the halls, the faint laughter of children somewhere near the east courtyard.Then came the scream.High.
I turned the page without a word.Inside, the fragile hope I’d been nurturing began to splinter.Nicholas found me near noon.He stormed in, half out of his formal jacket, eyes dark and wild. “Who leaked this?”“You’re asking me?” I said.“I’m asking everyone.” His voice was a snarl. “They’re saying
Esther’s POVThe palace had never been this bright.Golden banners fluttered across the courtyard, musicians tuned lutes and violins, and trays of sugared fruit glimmered beneath the sunlight. All of it, the music, the laughter, the illusion, was for Sofia.My daughter. My little girl who had someho
Esther’s POVI almost didn’t believe it when the nurse told me.“The bills… they’re cleared.”I blinked, clutching the slip of paper in my hand. My fingers were trembling so violently I thought I might drop it. “What?”The nurse gave a brisk nod, as if this was ordinary news, not the kind of revelat
The man went pale, nodding rapidly. The orders were clear. Executed immediately. Simple. Efficient.And she would never know.When I returned to the corridor outside Carl’s room, she was gone. Only the faint trace of her scent lingered, sharp and salty with tears, heavy with despair and determinatio
Nicholas’s POVI found her by instinct.Not the guards’ directions, not Dan’s reports, not even the clinical logic of hospital layouts. All of that would have been useless if not for the bond—the invisible tether that still pulsed between us, fierce and unrelenting, even after everything. I could fe
Esther’s POVThe moment I saw him, my knees nearly gave out. Carl lay on the bed, small and fragile beneath the sterile white sheets, his chest rising and falling in a rhythm so steady it almost seemed like a lie. I had imagined worse—imagined the worst—but seeing him now, pale but alive, his tiny h







