Bella’s povI frowned, not wanting to pay any attention to Theresa. However, she seemed insistent on bothering me."Look who it is. It's our esteemed Red Moon Pack Alpha's daughter, Bella. But our dear Bella has been dumped twice, becoming unwanted damaged goods. Hahaha," Theresa sarcastically remarked. She envied Bella for being born into a privileged position, whereas Theresa had to climb her way up step by step."Theresa, I advise you to show some respect in your words. Even if you become Barnett's Luna, you have no right to meddle in my affairs," I said coldly, staring at her.As soon as Theresa heard this, she became infuriated. "You bitch, how dare you lecture me!" She raised her hand to slap me.I grabbed her raised wrist, holding it firmly. "Enough!"Theresa struggled to free her wrist but couldn't match my strength. "Theresa, I warn you, don't act recklessly in front of me, or I'll make you pay."A hint of fear appeared on Theresa's face, her teeth biting down on her lip. But
Bella’s pov The dungeon was dark, with only a small window letting in a sliver of sunlight. I sat by the window, soaking in the precious sunlight. I had been locked away for a day and a night, with no one coming to see me, not even bringing food or water. Did they intend to starve me or let me die of thirst? It was truly despicable. From start to finish, I was convicted too easily, too quickly. I didn’t want to die, I didn’t want to be wrongly accused and lose my life in vain. My father and brothers were still fighting bloody battles on the border, and I hadn’t waited for Haydn to come back and tell him that I loved him. April: Bella, are you okay? Me: Yeah, I am okay. How about you? April: (depressed, lying down) No, I am not okay. Me: Hmm... let me tell you a joke. April: What joke? Me: We're still alive. April: Is that it? What kind of joke is that? April angrily scratched the ground with her two front paws. Me: Haha, April, you don't look cute sighing with your head
Haydn’s povHaving repelled a wave of rogues, the night grew darker, and my soldiers and I took a temporary rest in a town.About twenty to thirty rogues were causing havoc at the border this time. We managed to eliminate more than half of them, with only four or five escaping.In another day or two, we would be able to return to the royal city."Your Majesty, many townspeople here are injured. What should we do?" Logan Brown sought the king's advice."Distribute some of the potions we brought to them," I said after some thought.In the Celestia Kingdom, werewolves' injuries were treated with potions. We brought a batch of healing potions on this border expedition, but despite my anticipation of providing some to the injured civilians, the number of casualties surpassed expectations, and the potions were running low."Your Majesty, we've already allocated a batch of potions to the injured. If we distribute another batch..." Logan hesitated. There were still a few rogues at large, and
Haydn’s povThe moment I arrived at the execution site, I witnessed the most terrifying scene of my life.My love, Bella, was about to be beheaded in the next second."No!" Aidan and I roared simultaneously.Aidan swiftly accelerated, rushing to knock that damn blade away, shielding Bella with his body. Only when Bella's warm hand caressed my fur that my anxiety begin to ease.Fortunately, she was still alive.But soon, I noticed her face and body were covered in wounds, weakened beyond measure. Damn it, who could have done this? My heart was filled with boundless anger and self-blame. Aidan was on the brink of exploding, and if it weren't for my lingering sanity, I felt he might have killed everyone present.Bella nestled against me, and she soon fainted. I took her to my bedroom, laying her on my bed. I had a doctor treat her, and her condition improved. The doctor suggested she needed a good night's sleep. I gently planted a kiss on her forehead, hoping for sweet dreams.And now, I
Bella’s povI woke up to find Haydn sitting at the edge of the bed."Bella, you're awake. Is there anything still bothering you?" He carefully helped me sit up.My injuries had improved significantly; the wounds on my face and body were starting to heal. Remembering what happened before I fell asleep, Haydn had rushed back from the border to save me."I'm fine. Weren't you at the border? How did you come back?" I asked hesitantly."Don't worry, we've mostly dealt with the rogues at the border. Your father and brother are still there, dealing with the remnants." Haydn showed me a necklace around his neck. "This necklace reminded me to come back and save you."I slowly lifted the necklace to examine it. Haydn explained that it had suddenly heated up and emitted an ominous red light when he was at the border, making him realize I might be in danger. It seemed the secrets of this necklace were more than we had imagined."It seems this is truly a magical necklace, bringing us luck." Haydn
The Third Person’s POVAt the entrance of the dungeon, Barnett frowned as he looked at the sleeping soldiers. Initially, he thought they were neglecting their duties, but as he ventured further, he noticed more soldiers unconscious on the ground. He also caught a whiff of a lingering scent of some drug in the air, realizing that someone had drugged these soldiers to secretly infiltrate the dungeon.Barnett slowed his pace, walking towards the dungeon. He heard a familiar voice - his sister Clara. He hid in the shadows, wanting to eavesdrop on what Clara was up to."You... you wouldn't dare kill me now. Tomorrow, the king will be furious that someone dared to act recklessly on his territory," Theresa resisted Clara defiantly."Rest assured, I didn't come here to kill you," Clara revealed an evil smile. "I'm here to tell you that I'm going to let my brother know you're not his savior."Theresa's face showed fear. She had always feared her biggest secret being exposed. Even though she mi
Bella's povUpon receiving the news of Theresa's death, I let out a faint sigh. The madness of that woman had finally come to an end, bringing peace to both herself and others.Today, my mate Haydn was set to duel Barnett. Haydn intended to teach Barnett a lesson, but Barnett's attitude was somewhat strange. Since the day I woke up, his gaze towards me had become inscrutable—not filled with hatred, but rather a complex mixture of sorrow and regret. It seemed like he had something to say to me, but I had no desire to share the same space with him; I turned away whenever I encountered him.I entered Haydn's room; he had just finished changing into his warrior attire. Part of his body was encased in tough leather armor, but not all of it. Many of Haydn's muscles remained exposed. I reached out and squeezed the bicep on his arm; it was firm, much harder than mine. Haydn chuckled lightly, intentionally relaxing his muscles for my touch. Annoyed, I delivered a punch to his chest."Keep this
Bella's povHaydn slowly took off his clothes, and his once intact body was now covered in wounds."Does it hurt?" I gently touched his wound, furrowing my brows in distress."Not too much," Haydn grabbed my hand, pressing his face against my palm. I knew he was just trying not to worry me, so I kissed his forehead to comfort him."Let me clean your wounds." I wiped away the bloodstains on Haydn's body with a clean cloth and applied some ointment.Haydn drank the wound-healing potion, waiting for his injuries to mend.Strangely, the wounds were healing very slowly.There were two main types of potions for treating wounds, the basic blue version for minor injuries and the upgraded green version for severe injuries. Haydn had taken the green potion, which should have shown significant signs of healing. However, contrary to expectations, his wounds were healing at an unusually slow pace."Oh, Haydn, your wounds have stopped healing, and they're bleeding again." I hurriedly covered the wo