MasukBella’s POVAidan raised his massive wolf head and let out a deafening roar. Everyone present stared at him in shock and trembled with fear. He was enormous. Standing before him, we looked like nothing more than a buffet waiting to be devoured. And he was displaying three hundred percent of the intimidation and dominance that came from Haydn’s status as the King of Werewolves. He was the only king on this battlefield, and he would be the only winner.Aidan took massive strides toward Barnett, having already chosen him as his first target.Barnett gripped his sword, the veins on the back of his hand bulging as he trembled with fear. How was he supposed to fight a terrifying creature whose wolf form was three times larger than his own? He had stormed into the castle tonight full of confidence, believing he could take back everything he had lost. But now, it seemed his plan was impossible.“Big dog, I’m not afraid of you. Come!” Barnett barked. He raised his sword and charged, aiming str
Bella’s POVMy decision was met with unanimous opposition.“We can’t let you go out there and put yourself in danger.”“We can’t lose you.”“Luna, please stay here.”“Haydn needs me,” I said quietly. “The Moon Goddess is guiding me to my mate. I can’t let him face this alone.”I knew it was dangerous. But I also believed the Moon Goddess would never lead me astray. The urge to go to Haydn was growing stronger by the minute, becoming impossible to ignore.April remained silent, but I knew she agreed with me. We would stand beside our mate. We would face danger together.Mia gripped my hand tightly. She realized I was serious.That I wasn’t going to change my mind.In the werewolf world, mates were sacred. True mates never abandoned one another.“Then let me come with you,” Mia said, wiping away her tears. “I’ll help you find the King.”“I will, too.”“Me too, Luna.”“I’m coming with you.”Most of them were Omegas. Servants. Not warriors.That was exactly why I had gathered them here in
Bella’s POVTonight was the full moon.The night Haydn’s curse would be at its strongest.He hadn’t appeared once all day. He had remained in the dungeon from sunrise until now.Curled up in bed, I tossed and turned restlessly. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t sleep.A deep sense of unease lingered in my chest, refusing to let me find peace.My wolf, April, was restless too. I could feel her pacing endlessly inside my mind.“I want to see Haydn,” I broke the silence first.“It’ll be dangerous,” April replied immediately.“But I’m worried about him.”I climbed out of bed and pulled back the curtains. An impossibly bright full moon hung in the night sky.Would Haydn make it through tonight?I didn’t know.But I was sure about one thing.He needed his mate beside him.As I anxiously paced across the room, I noticed the book Haydn had left for me on the bedside table. I picked it up and hugged it against my chest.Somehow, it felt like holding a small piece of him.“Wait,” April sud
Bella’s POVI woke from a peaceful sleep wrapped in a strange sense of comfort.The gentle morning sunlight filtered through the windows, bathing the room in a soft golden glow. Everything felt warm, quiet, and safe.Still half asleep, I listened to the steady rhythm of my babies’ heartbeats and counted them one by one.They were strong and healthy.And somehow, in that hazy moment between sleep and wakefulness, I could almost feel their emotions.They were happy.Happy that I was paying attention to them.“Mommy loves you, little ones,” I whispered, resting a hand on my stomach. I tried to send that feeling of love to them. In return, I could almost imagine them laughing happily.A few moments later, the maids knocked softly and entered the room.They helped me get ready for the day and brought me a delicious breakfast. They were always thoughtful and attentive, taking excellent care of me.“Luna,” Mia said after breakfast, “there are swans on the lake west of the palace. Would you l
Olivia’s POV“It’s nice to see you’re still an asshole, Father.” I looked at Alpha Henry with open mockery.My bastard of a father.Alpha Henry had always seemed like a giant, an unbeatable force, in my eyes when I was growing up. He could do whatever he wanted to me. Even though I was his daughter, he showed me no mercy.He beat me, humiliated me, pulled my hair, and slapped me across the face. There was a time when, after drinking himself into a rage, he even left a ten-centimeter gash across my abdomen. He abandoned me in a pool of blood and left me there to die, as if he expected me to meet my mother in hell.I had no dignity in this pack. Everyone had witnessed those humiliating moments.The only time he had ever been gentle with me was one evening when he took out an old photograph of my mother and told me stories about her. That night, we even had dinner together.I thought he had changed.I thought he had finally realized that I was his only daughter and started acting like a
Third Person POVA cold blade pressed against Olivia’s pale throat, its sharp edge glinting under the dim light.Trembling, she lifted her chin to face Enzo’s interrogation.“Did your dark magic actually work or not?”A month ago, Enzo had ordered Olivia to deal with Haydn.Olivia had bribed a little girl into delivering a rose to Haydn. The thorn had pricked his skin, allowing her to secretly collect his blood.With Haydn’s blood, Olivia had cast a curse on him.Under the curse’s influence, Haydn would gradually lose his sanity, becoming more unstable each day until he could no longer handle anything at all. Meanwhile, Bella—the gifted healer—was unable to help him break the curse because of her pregnancy.Both Haydn and Bella were trapped in their weakest state.And once Haydn completely lost his mind, it would become the perfect opportunity for Enzo to lead his rogue army against the kingdom.But things hadn’t gone entirely according to plan.Haydn had purged all the spies in the p
Bella’s povLate at night, Haydn and I lay in bed together. Haydn held me tightly, leaving no space between us. Lately, he had been tense, constantly worrying about my safety. Wherever I went, he accompanied me, always by my side."Tomorrow, I want to visit the slums." Some of the girls rescued from t
Haydn's povIt was a relief to reunite with my mate, and I felt grateful that she stood before me unharmed. Shifting back to human form, I embraced her tightly. Her warm hands on my face brought a sense of relaxation and ease. After hours of uncertainty, my hesitant heart finally let go, allowing me
Haydn's POVAfter a lengthy meeting, I returned to my library. It was around noon, so I ordered a simple meal and quickly finished it. The documents on my table were still piled up.With no time to rest, I focused on them again. Just then, a subordinate knocked and said he had something urgent to repo
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 dr







