**Elena**"I hate you, Elena. The way you act all good and try to charm your way through everyone."I scoffed. "That's nothing new, Mortina. You've been ringing that in my ears for years. And please, leave, unless you have something useful to say."Our moment was interrupted by a maid. "I'm sorry, Your Highness. The king has ordered us to look after you," she said, her face lowered to the floor."I'll take my leave now," Mortina said, rolling her eyes. The sound of her heels echoed down the hallway as she walked away.I turned my attention back to the maid. "You don't have to stay. I'll be discharged today," I said softly.I noticed something strange about the maid. I couldn’t wrap my fingers around it, but something felt… off. The way she wouldn’t look at me. The slight tremble in her hands.“Are you new here?” I asked, narrowing my eyes slightly.She froze. “Y-yes, Your Highness. I just started last week.”Liar.There was a pause. Too long. Too stiff. My instincts flared.“You don’t
**Elena**The air was thick with something unexplainable—like he’d just left. My chest tightened. No, it couldn’t be. Not him… not here.A dull headache gripped me as I tried to remember what had happened.I pressed my palms against my face, feeling a sense of relief. The mask was still on, but then something else caught my attention. I traced my fingers to my neck. The hospital gown had tightly covered the mark, just as I wanted.I could smell his presence all around me. "It couldn't be possible that he had been here." I muttered, rubbing my forehead."Why'd you do that?" a voice interrupted my thoughts. I raised my head to see Nick.Panic surged through me. Did he remove the mask? Has he seen my face? Does he know the truth? Has he told anyone?"Helena..." he called out, snapping me back to reality."What happened?" he continued. "You took an overdose.""What?" He just called me Helena.And the overdose... Oh, I remembered that."I don't know what happened, Nick. I just wanted to qu
**Xavier**The sudden silence bothered me. Why was she quiet?“Why should I care?” I muttered as I walked past the room. Oh, who was I kidding? I entered the room, searching for her or maybe it was just another stunt by her.A different yet familiar scent engulfed me. “Helena?” I called out. The sound of shattering glass was my only response.I stepped into the bathroom and saw her lifeless body lying on the cold tiles.“What the hell did you do?” I raised my voice as she struggled to mumble something beneath her breath.The scent I had perceived when I entered had changed. She smelled nothing like Elena.There were scattered pills on the floor.“Did she try to kill herself?” I thought as panic set in.“Get the car ready and call Nick,” I instructed the guards. Although her face was neatly covered by the mask, I could see that her eyes had turned red.We arrived at the hospital in just a few minutes.“I’ll take it from here, Your Highness,” Nick said.“Wait!” I called out to him. “Don
**Elena**"There's no need to come out, Helena," he said, his voice low but clear.What did he mean by "Helena"?“Xavier, what are you talking about?” I asked, trying to step out of the room to make sure I heard him correctly.“I won’t repeat myself...” he interrupted, blocking my movement. “If you’re going to come out, you better be in your mask. And I won’t tolerate this newfound closeness towards me.”I pinched my skin to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Reality struck me, and I realized I wasn’t.The memories of last night flashed back, and I recalled that Xavier had come in drunk. But how could he not remember anything? And my voice? Did he not notice it?At this point, I let myself fall to the floor, my face buried in my arms. Why was the Moon Goddess testing me?.I stood up slowly, careful not to make a sound. He was still standing just outside the door, his back to me, but I could hear the shift in his breathing, like he was battling something inside himself."Why do you keep cal
**Elena**A broad smile spread across my face as I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. It wasn't a dream, and it definitely wasn't a hickey. Xavier had marked me.But what does this mean? Will it all be over now? What will happen with Father, and what would Mortina do?I slipped back into my nightwear and lay quietly on the couch where we had done it.. I wondered where Xavier was. The sheets still smelled like him, Vanilla and salt, but his side of the bed was cold.”Just then, the doorknob turned, and a maid entered."My Queen," the maid whispered, avoiding my eyes. "The King insists this room is yours now… ," she said."Really? Where is he?" I asked."He left the mansion early this morning.""Alright, that's fine. Thank you."I mumbled to myself in awe, "Wow, Xavier has actually forgiven me. Everyone knows how much he loves this room, the previous Alpha's room, and now he’s giving it to me."But why did the maid avoid my gaze.. I got curious and a part of me wanted us to share t
**Elena**"Xavier.. Please don't chase me out. I beg of you," I said, as tears streamed down my face.I could hear my heart pounding in my chest. What would he do to me?."I asked you a question, Helena, and I expect an answer," he said sternly, though his voice sounded tipsy.I moved closer, and I could smell the alcohol on him."Are you drunk, Xavier?" I asked as I approached him. He was never himself after drinking too much. But… this felt different. There was pain in his eyes, something deeper than the burn of whiskey. Had I really hurt him that much?"Since you have nothing to say, I'll just leave," he staggered."Please stay," I pleaded, wrapping my arms around him from behind. My boobs pressed against his firm back, and the fear of rejection made my heart ache.I felt his grip on my arms as he turned my face to meet his. He removed the mask and looked at me with an unreadable expression.I couldn’t tell if he was surprised, pleased, or even disgusted.After a few seconds of si