MasukClara’s POV “What are you doing here?” he shouted. “Leave now or I’ll call the police!”I tilted my head.“Do you know who I am?” I asked.“I don’t need to,” he spat. “You’re the devil’s daughter. Bringing a gun into this sacred place. Aren’t you afraid of the goddess’s wrath?”I laughed.“Fuck you, and fuck your goddess,” I said calmly. “She’s the reason my life is a mess. I should be on some private island right now, drinking cocktails and living free. Instead, I’m being forced to marry someone I never wanted.”I stepped closer.“So listen carefully.”I gestured to my dress.“I’m dressed for a wedding. Ignore the black, it’s not a funeral. Well… actually, some people will die today, so I guess it’s both.”I lifted the gun lazily.“The priest meant to marry me was kidnapped. So now you’re coming with me to do it.”He shook his head violently.“Over my dead body,” he said. “I will never step into the palace.”I sighed, bored.“Yes… I’ve heard that line before.”I snapped my fingers.
Clara’s POV The priest has been… what?My fingers tightened around the gun.A slow, deadly smile spread across my face.“So,” I whispered, “they’ve decided to play games.”Lara’s voice came alive, sharp and thrilled.“Good,” she said. “That just means today will be fun.”I slowly turned to Fiona.“Get the car ready,” I said calmly. “We’re going out.”She didn’t ask questions. Fiona never asked unnecessary questions. She only nodded.“Yes, ma’am.”She left immediately. A few minutes later, she returned, keys in hand.“The car is ready,” she said. “Where are we going?”I stepped out of the room, my heels clicking softly against the floor, the slit in my black gown moving with each step. Fiona followed behind me.“I’m going to get a priest,” I said evenly.She nodded, understanding instantly, and was about to enter the car when I stopped her.“You’re not coming with me.”She turned.“I need you here,” I continued, my voice firm. “Make sure everything goes smoothly. If anyone causes trou
CLARA’S POV THE MARRIAGE DAY“Miss Clara, please wake up.”The soft voice pulled me out of sleep.I opened my eyes slowly, my vision still blurry, and the first thing I saw was a maid standing beside my bed. She was smiling too brightly for a morning like this. In her hands was a large white box, tied with a silver ribbon.I sat up lazily, running a hand through my hair.“It’s your wedding day,” she said, bowing her head. “I’m here to deliver your wedding dress.”The moment she said wedding day, my wolf exploded inside my head.Lara was jumping like a child who just got candy.“Wedding day! Wedding day!” Lara screamed excitedly. “Open the box! Open the box! Let’s see the dress!”I took the box from the maid and placed it on my lap. Slowly, I lifted the lid.Inside was a massive ball gown, white, heavy, and covered in diamonds. The fabric shimmered like frozen light. Expensive. Royal. Beautiful.“Wow,” Lara breathed. “It’s gorgeous. I love it.”“The king personally picked it for you,
THE KING’S POV Jason and I were still discussing Medusa when I heard a familiar loud voice echoing from the hallway.Clara.Before I could even react, Jason jumped from the office chair like someone poured hot water on him. He ran around my office in circles, looking for where to hide as if a demon was coming.“What are you doing?” I asked, completely confused.“I just heard Clara’s voice,” he whispered harshly. “And I think she’s coming here. I told you that girl is crazy. I need to hide. I don’t want her to see me here.”He was already checking under my desk.“So you’re going to leave me here with her, alone?” I asked. “I thought you were my godson.”He stopped for one second, looked at me with wide eyes, then shook his head.“She is your wife, so she is your responsibility. Besides, you need to get used to her madness.”And just like that, he slid behind the tall curtains by the window.I opened my mouth to curse him, but the office door flew open before I could speak.Clara walke
THE KING’S POV Mike, my wolf , wouldn't stop smiling inside my head. It was loud, annoying, and distracting. I tried to read through the documents on my desk, but his stupid grin kept echoing in my mind like a drum.“Can you just stop smiling in my head?” I finally snapped at him. “You’re distracting me. And for the record, I still don’t understand why you like her. She is crazy.”Mike stretched like a lazy beast waking from a long sleep.“Yeah, she’s crazy,” he said, sounding way too proud. “That’s exactly why I like her. She’s fire… and you’re over here drooling over that boring chick Amelia. Damn, she is too calm. We are already calm. We need some craziness to spice things up. And Clara is exactly what we need.”I scoffed. “No. We don’t need Clara. I’m only marrying her because I don’t have a choice. And I thought you liked Amelia. She is also our mate.”“That was before I found out Clara is our mate,” he replied quickly. “And Clara is hot as hell. Not to talk about her badass vib
KLAUS’S POV I stood there, frozen with rage, watching Clara walk out of the hall as if she owned the entire kingdom. As if she wasn’t the same gutter rat who crawled her way into our palace. As if she wasn’t the same bitch who dared to shoot at me earlier.She said I should prepare to call her mom?My blood boiled so fast I felt heat spread under my skin.How dare she.How dare she stand there and announce she would be queen, my father’s wife, while looking me dead in the eyes like she had already won.I clenched my fists and marched straight to my room, slamming the door so hard the walls shook. I was ready to destroy something, anything, until I saw her.My mother.Sitting on my sofa. Calm. Elegant. Cold. Sipping a glass of scotch like the whole kingdom wasn’t on fire.She looked like she didn’t care. Not one bit.Her return should have made me happy. After all, she was supposed to be dead. Gone for decades. But she was alive, standing here like death never touched her.I wanted to







