LOGINCHAPTER 38ELENA'S POVIt was supposed to be a quiet afternoon.I had three patients left on my schedule, a stack of referral notes to sign off on, and a cup of tea that had been sitting on my desk long enough to go completely cold. Dara had just stepped out to collect a delivery from the pharmacy next door. The clinic was settled into that particular late-afternoon stillness that I had come to depend on — the kind that asked nothing of me except to keep moving forward.Then my phone rang.I almost didn't answer it. I was in the middle of writing up a prescription and the number on the screen was one I didn't immediately recognise. But something made me pick it up. Some quiet instinct that moved my hand before my mind caught up."Dr. Vale?"The voice on the other end was a woman's. Clipped. Professionally calm in the way that people became when they were trying very hard not to sound alarmed."Yes," I said slowly. "Speaking.""This is Mrs. Obinna. I'm the head teacher at Greenfield Pr
Chapter 20LUCIEN’S POVIf looks could kill, it would be the one I was directing at Saint right now. Ever since I became the Lycan King, I have been doing a tedious work of always attending to every petition, requests, and help from other packs. And it made me realize the difference between the kind of Luna I wanted and the Luna that was more suitable. The kind of Luna I wanted was my mate. The one who will be my safe haven. The one who will be escape from reality. The one who will shower me with me the love and compassion my mother was unable to. And the Luna that was more suitable… that would be Heather. She was made to be that quiet Luna, lowly scheming and all she wanted was to produce the Lycan King’s heir. Be the mother of the heir to the Lycan race and that was no small task. I didn't think Elena could be that which put me at a crossroads on what to do. I had asked Marco to go check on her and to see how she was getting used to staying in the pack but imagine my shock when
Chapter 20LUCIEN’S POVIf looks could kill, it would be the one I was directing at Saint right now. Ever since I became the Lycan King, I have been doing a tedious work of always attending to every petition, requests, and help from other packs. And it made me realize the difference between the kind of Luna I wanted and the Luna that was more suitable. The kind of Luna I wanted was my mate. The one who will be my safe haven. The one who will be escape from reality. The one who will shower me with me the love and compassion my mother was unable to. And the Luna that was more suitable… that would be Heather. She was made to be that quiet Luna, lowly scheming and all she wanted was to produce the Lycan King’s heir. Be the mother of the heir to the Lycan race and that was no small task. I didn't think Elena could be that which put me at a crossroads on what to do. I had asked Marco to go check on her and to see how she was getting used to staying in the pack but imagine my shock when
Chapter 20LUCIEN’S POVIf looks could kill, it would be the one I was directing at Saint right now. Ever since I became the Lycan King, I have been doing a tedious work of always attending to every petition, requests, and help from other packs. And it made me realize the difference between the kind of Luna I wanted and the Luna that was more suitable. The kind of Luna I wanted was my mate. The one who will be my safe haven. The one who will be escape from reality. The one who will shower me with me the love and compassion my mother was unable to. And the Luna that was more suitable… that would be Heather. She was made to be that quiet Luna, lowly scheming and all she wanted was to produce the Lycan King’s heir. Be the mother of the heir to the Lycan race and that was no small task. I didn't think Elena could be that which put me at a crossroads on what to do. I had asked Marco to go check on her and to see how she was getting used to staying in the pack but imagine my shock when
Chapter TwoV E R ABy the time we pulled into the estate, my hands were still gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly. My pulse hadn’t quite settled—not after what I’d just seen.Was I thinking about the rogue attack or Dorian’s naked ass? I want to believe it was the former but obviously, it was the latter. My face heated up in embarrassment at the fact that I couldn't stop thinking about my stepbrother’s tight ass. On the other side, thinking back now, Dorian had torn through those rogues like they were nothing. No hesitation. No fear. Just raw, lethal efficiency. It was very obvious that he learned a thing at the Shifters Academy. And now, I knew something I wasn't supposed to know. How complicated could my life get?I stole a glance at him as I parked in front of the pack house. His expression was unreadable, as if the blood on his skin and the bodies left in the woods didn’t faze him in the slightest. Like it was routine. Like it was expected. He had rumpaged throug
Chapter TwoV E R ABy the time we pulled into the estate, my hands were still gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly. My pulse hadn’t quite settled—not after what I’d just seen.Was I thinking about the rogue attack or Dorian’s naked ass? I want to believe it was the former but obviously, it was the latter. My face heated up in embarrassment at the fact that I couldn't stop thinking about my stepbrother’s tight ass. On the other side, thinking back now, Dorian had torn through those rogues like they were nothing. No hesitation. No fear. Just raw, lethal efficiency. It was very obvious that he learned a thing at the Shifters Academy. And now, I knew something I wasn't supposed to know. How complicated could my life get?I stole a glance at him as I parked in front of the pack house. His expression was unreadable, as if the blood on his skin and the bodies left in the woods didn’t faze him in the slightest. Like it was routine. Like it was expected. He had rumpaged throug
Chapter ElevenLucien's POVThe moment Elena was safe—at least physically—I had her taken to the guest suite in the west wing. It was far from the palace’s center, where curious eyes couldn’t linger and idle tongues couldn’t wag. I didn't need that attention around her right now. Especially not fro
Chapter 12Elena's POVThe first thing I noticed was the stillness.No screaming. No fire. No chains.Just… silence.I blinked slowly, my eyes adjusting to the soft, filtered light pouring in from a tall window draped with sheer curtains. The ceiling above me was cream-colored and smooth, not the d
Chapter 9 Elena’s POV When my mother died, I couldn't stop crying. I would cry from the moment I awoke till the time I would sleep when I realized how lonely I was. My eyes would be reddened and puffy. Samantha’s mother would always try to console me when some pack members came to check on me out
Chapter 10 Lucien's POV The entire conversation in the courtroom had turned into a dull, distant hum. I saw mouths moving. Hands gesturing. Scrolls being laid out. But I heard none of it. My mind was somewhere else—no, someone else. Elena. I didn’t know where she was. I didn’t know if she was







