FAZER LOGINAdrian's P. O. V“Are you sure that's what she said?” I asked, blinking the last trace of sleep from my eyes. “Yes, your Highness… Those were the exact words written in the letter that Lady Selene sent this morning,” Zain explained. “It also says that once the evidence needed for conviction is compiled, she plans to turn herself in for punishment." Half an hour later, I walked down the quiet palace hallway with nothing but chaos in mind. At this point, I shouldn't even be surprised by bad news anymore. But each time… it felt like the impact was meant to hit harder than the last. Then again, how could things have gotten to this point? How could they do so many diabolical things and still show no remorse at all? And what was killing me the most was the fact that things wouldn't have gotten to this point if I, Adrian Devonsol, didn't exist. My hand stopped in front of the d
Samantha's P. O. VJasmine sat on the edge of the bed staring blankly at me, even as I pretended to be asleep, but that wasn't what bothered me the most. After Ryan told me a shocking secret about my necklace a few weeks ago, I had already started to suspect that my birth mother wasn't a good person. But then listening to Jasmine's confession, I didn't know whether to feel angry or terrified by the fact that someone who clearly wasn't a monster could actually be worse than one. I mean, even they know not to hurt their own flesh and blood, so why did mine have to be such a despicable person who didn't deserve to keep living after all the horrible things she has done? I smoothed my dress before standing up. “You kept your word. Now I'll keep mine". Jasmine blinked slowly. “You're actually going to cure him? Just like that?" “Just like that," I repeated, "unless you want my
Samantha's P. O. VIf anyone had told me before that this was where a Duchess lived and not just another part of Kensington Palace, I wouldn't have believed it. So many halls, so many rooms, but hardly anyone living in them. “This is the west wing, my lady. That's the library, my lady. This hall leads to the solarium, my lady. The north wing has the guest suites…"I kept my head down and continued muttering," Mm-hmm", and “, yes” without paying attention until the maid leading the way finally stopped. “My lady?" “Yes," I blinked, slowly looking up. “This is your room,” she gestured to the dark mahogany door with its elegant gold detailing. “Everything you need has already been prepared beforehand, but please let us know if you would like any further adjustments." I remained where I was standing. “And the Duchess?" "Your mother," the maid corr
Ryan's P. O. VThe town square was more vibrant than it had been since the Exiles moved into the Central Planes. On a day like this, the only thing I would expect from my people was arguments, a lot of fighting, and having to lock up a few of them in the dungeons for crossing the line. But who says peace can't be achieved overnight?The Central Planes had been divided for years because of a problem named Melissa… I never would have imagined how much damage one person could inflict by secretly sowing seeds of discord for many years. And once that problem was completely rooted out, a huge weight was finally lifted off my shoulders. Even though I couldn't wash my hands clean from the previous chaotic state of the pack, and sometimes wonder if an outsider would have had the chance to sneak if only I cared enough for my people. But now that I've finally had the chance to see what true p
Adrian's P. O. V“There's no need for that," the Duchess said, standing in front of Samantha. “My daughter has already found her way to me." I stared at Samantha, who looked totally unfazed by what was happening in the room. But now it was all starting to make sense._Why she didn't bother to search for her mother after arriving at the Federation Why she acted coldly towards the Duchess, and why she didn't want to linger around after she had done all she needed to do._“It can't be true, right?” I muttered. “What do you think?” she said dryly. The room became eerily quiet for a few minutes until Rowen finally broke it with his loud laughter. “Look here, Duchess Lauren," he said. “I expected you to come to the palace today because of the failed engagement between our son and your daughter, Jasmine. But now you're here talking about something entirely different...
Adrian's P. O. VI took a step back and pressed a hand on Samantha's forehead immediately we entered the palace. She blinked and slowly turned to me. “What are you doing?" “Checking if you're okay,” I replied, “You've been awfully quiet since we left MoonGrove palace." She smiled and pulled my hand down but didn't let go. “I'm fine. Just… a bit tired. That's all". “Tell me honestly," I shifted closer. “Did my Aunt Selene say something to upset you?" “Of course not," she smiled. “Lady Selene treated me well and even promised to help solve all our pending issues." “Well, alright then," I tightened my grip on her hand. “But if there is anything on your mind, you know you can always talk to me, right?" She looked at me from head to toe before turning her attention elsewhere. “How did your visit with Aunt Valeria go?" I shrugged. “We just talked







