LOGINFiona’s POV
When I woke up, everything hurt. My head throbbed where that strange man hit me, and my side still burned from where Rex had stabbed me.
Groaning, I tried to move, but something felt wrong.
I blinked, my vision adjusting to the dim light. I realized I was in a small, unfamiliar hut, that probably belonged to the strange man.
And my dress… I looked down and gasped. It was torn, ripped apart by bare hands. My skin felt raw and bruised, and a horrifying thought entered my mind.
Was this man planning to abuse me?!
Goddess no! Hot tears filled my eyes at the realization.
First Rex and Lillian, now this. Why did everyone I trusted hurt me? Why was I always the one left to pick up the pieces?
I forced myself to sit up, wincing as pain shot through my side. The man was across the room, his back to me, crouched in front of the fire. He hadn’t noticed I was awake. Good.
I had to get out of here.
I crawled to my feet as silently as I could, but my heart pounding in my chest. My eyes flicked toward the door, and I moved carefully, slowly. The man shifted, but he didn’t turn around. He was focused on the fire, and for a moment, I thought I was going to make it.
But the moment I reached the door, the floor creaked beneath me. His head snapped around, and our eyes met. His face twisted in fury.
“Wait!” he roared, lunging toward me. “You can’t leave, your wound isn’t healed yet!”
I didn’t wait to listen to him. I bolted, shoving the door open and running as fast as my broken body could manage. Behind me, I could hear him cursing, his voice echoing through the trees.
“Come back here! No matter where you go in the world, I’ll find you, you little—”
I didn’t stop to listen. I kept running, ignoring the burning in my lungs, ignoring the pain in my side. I ran and ran until I couldn’t hear his voice anymore, until the only sound was the wind in the trees and my own ragged breathing.
Finally, I stopped, leaning against a tree for support. I couldn’t run any farther. I briefly noticed that the strange man had applied ointment to my wounds but before I could dwell on it, i looked up and my blood ran cold.
Rex was standing there, just a few feet away, his face twisted with anger. His clothes were dirty, his hair disheveled, but his eyes—his eyes were full of fury. He’d been chasing me, hunting me down like an animal.
“Fiona,” he growled. “You just don’t know when to stop running, do you?”
My legs trembled, and I tried to step back, but there was nowhere to go. I could feel the ground drop off behind me. I turned and realized that I was at the edge of a very high cliff. One wrong move, and I’d fall to my death.
“Rex, please,” I whispered, holding my hands out in front of me. “Don’t do this.”
He took a step closer, his eyes narrowing. “I don’t want to hurt you, Fiona. You know that. I just need you to come back with me. We need to finish what we started. We need to… consummate the marriage.”
I shook my head, disbelief flooding through me. Even now, after everything he’d done, he was still trying to use me. He didn’t care about me. He never had.
“I’m not going anywhere with you,” I said, my voice trembling. “Please, you have taken everything from me, just let me go.”
Rex’s face twisted with frustration, and he took another step forward, closing the distance between us. “Stop fighting me, Fiona. Once I’m Alpha, you’ll have everything you could ever want. Just… come with me.” He said but I knew that was a stark lie. He would kill me the very moment he became Alpha.
I stepped closer to the edge, the wind tugging at what was left of my dress. “No Rex, you are a heartless liar and a snake. Only a fool would believe you, and I’m no longer your fool..”
Something in his eyes snapped. His expression turned cold, and he lunged at me with a snarl. His hands grabbed at my arms, and I struggled, trying to push him away.
“Let go of me!” I screamed, but his grip was too strong.
“If I can’t have you, then you’re no use Alive.”
With one final shove, Rex pushed me.
For a moment, I felt weightless, my body tipping over the edge of the cliff. And then I was falling, the wind rushing past me, the ground disappearing beneath me.
As I plummeted toward the darkness below, one thought consumed me: Rex had never loved me. He had only wanted to use me, steal everything I had and get rid of me. I was a fool to love him.
If I could do it over again, I would have never ever let him deceive him, I would have destroyed him, Lillian and that beast who took advantage of me in the forest but now, It was too late.
I was already doomed to die
With that thought, I hit the ground with enough force to shatter every bone in my body, and that was how I died. Killed by my husband on my wedding day
Fiona’s POV I remained beside Dorian in the middle of Father’s study, my eyes fixed on the report we had discovered on his desk. The parchment had been folded carefully, but the contents had been enough to make my stomach twist. Father had been investigating Sam’s death in secret, which meant he had already suspected that there was more to my brother’s death than the story being pushed around the palace. The fact that he had left the report behind only made the situation more unsettling. Dorian picked up the parchment, studied it one final time, and then returned it exactly where we had found it. His expression remained serious, his silver eyes carrying the weight of the vision he had just described to me. The Moon Goddess had warned him that he was directly or indirectly connected to Sam’s death, and she had also warned him that I was standing at the center of a storm I couldn’t yet see. “We need to find your father,” he said. I nodded, but my thoughts were still scattered. “We
Dorian’s POV Just as I recovered from my trance, I knew exactly who I needed to speak to immediately: Alpha Ambrose and Fiona. Whatever the Moon Goddess had shown me was too serious to keep to myself, and I needed to understand why she had warned me that I was directly or indirectly connected to Prince Sam’s death. I walked toward Alpha Ambrose’s study with determined steps, already planning to ask him to send for Fiona once I got there. I needed both of them present because whatever was happening seemed to involve Fiona, Sam, and somehow me, and I didn’t want to make assumptions without hearing what Alpha Ambrose knew. When I reached the study, I knocked. Nothing. I knocked again, this time harder. Still nothing. I frowned and tried once more, wondering whether Alpha Ambrose had left without informing anyone. I was about to turn away when I heard movement from somewhere behind me. I looked toward the opposite corridor. To my surprise, Fiona stepped out of her chambers. She
Dorian’s POV I was shocked when I heard the news of Prince Sam’s death, but I was even more shocked when I heard that someone was already trying to link Princess Fiona’s name to his death despite the fact that the two siblings had always shared a close bond. It didn’t make sense to me. Fiona had spoken about her brother with nothing but warmth whenever his name came up, and from everything I had observed, there had never been any reason to believe that the two were enemies. What disturbed me even more was how quickly the accusation had surfaced. Sam had barely been pronounced dead, yet someone was already shaping a story around his death and placing Fiona at the center of it. I couldn’t explain why, but something about it felt deliberate. I couldn’t shake the gut feeling that this was only the beginning of something, something much bigger and far more dangerous than a simple accusation. The feeling had followed me since I returned to the kingdom, and no matter how many times I tri
Chapter 59: When Fate Is on Your Side Fiona’s POV I was in my quarters meditating when one of Father’s guards knocked on my door and informed me that Father had sent for me. I immediately stood up and walked toward my closet, searching for something presentable I could throw on before going to honor his call. I had no idea what he wanted to discuss, but his summons was enough to make me curious. As I stepped out of my chambers, I caught Lilian’s prying eyes monitoring my movements from farther down the corridor. She quickly looked away when our eyes met, pretending she hadn’t been watching me, but I knew better. Only the Moon Goddess knew what evil thoughts were brewing in her mind right now, but I didn’t have the time to concern myself with them. I hurried toward Father’s study and knocked when I reached the door. A moment later, his hoarse voice responded, and I pushed the door open to find him seated behind his desk with an unusually serious expression on his face. The moment I
Sam’s POV I moved swiftly toward Father’s study, desperate to reach him before Rex or Lilian realized that I had been the one who overheard their conversation. My heart was pounding so hard that I could barely think clearly, but one thing remained certain in my mind: I had to tell Father everything I had heard before they had the opportunity to carry out their plan. Then something suddenly occurred to me. The phone. I instinctively reached into my pocket and felt the device I had almost forgotten about. In my panic, I had shoved it into my pocket without realizing that I had been holding it throughout the entire conversation. I pulled it out quickly, and the moment I looked at the screen, my blood ran cold. The recording was still running. For several seconds, I simply stared at the screen, unable to believe what had happened. The entire conversation had been captured, including Rex’s suggestion and Lilian’s response. This was no longer just something I had heard with my o
Rex and Lilian’s POV Shortly after the Lycan King and Alpha Ambrose left the seer’s chambers, Rex and I found a secluded corner of the palace where we could discuss what needed to happen next. The unexpected return of Dorian had already complicated our plans, and neither of us could afford to ignore the growing closeness between him and Fiona. If that continued, everything we had spent so much time building could begin to unravel before we were ready. “Lilian, I don’t like the closeness between the Lycan King and Fiona. That closeness threatens everything we’ve planned so far,” Rex said, his voice low as he glanced around to ensure we were alone. “Neither do I,” I replied, folding my arms. “It puts everything else at risk. If Dorian becomes too involved with Fiona, he could make it impossible for you to proceed with the wedding, and once that happens, we lose our opportunity to take control of this kingdom.” Rex’s jaw tightened as he considered my words. “We need to do something







