INICIAR SESIÓNLIAMI feel like the ground just dropped out from under me.“No,” I shake my head. “There has to be another way.”“I don’t think there is another way,” Dr. Audrey says and there is real pain in her voice. “Fiona knew exactly what she was doing. She created a poison that can only be cured by sacrificing the one thing Daisy would never willingly sacrifice.”“So you want us to kill our baby to save Daisy?! Is that what you are saying?”“No Prince Liam. I am just saying that is the known antidote for the poison. I am not suggesting we use it,” she says calmly.“Then what are you suggesting?” my dad demands.Dr. Audrey looks down at Daisy whose chest is barely moving now. Her skin is gray and her lips are turning blue at the edges.“How long does she have?” I ask quietly.“Minutes,” Dr. Audrey replies. “Maybe five or less.”Five minutes or less. That’s barely enough time to save Daisy without killing our baby. Barely enough time to find a miracle.I drop to my knees beside Daisy and take h
LIAMI can't believe my eyes right now.Yvonne Moore is standing right there, disheveled and wild-eyed, her server's uniform torn in so many places. She has scratches on her face from her tackle with the guards and she is breathing hard, staring at all of us like she wants to murder us all but is currently scared and incapacitated to do so.“You,” my dad snaps, his voice deadly quiet. “Why were you trying to run?”Yvonne's eyes find Daisy who is still lying on the floor, still barely conscious.“Because I poisoned her,” she answers and smiles.My mom gasps. “What?”“I poisoned her just like they told me to.”“They?” I gently let go of Daisy's head and rise to my feet, taking a step towards her. “Who gave you the poison?”Her smile widens. “Are you so interested to know?”I close the distance between us in two strides and grab her by the collar of her uniform, hauling her up until we are glaring eye to eye.“Yvonne, you will tell me what you gave her or I swear—”“Liam!” Dr. Audrey's v
LIAMDaisy's body instantly goes limp in my arms and for a second, I can't process what's happening.One moment she was sitting at her table, looking so beautiful and glowing in that white and blue gown.But now, she is… she is not responding to me. She is not responding to anything at all.“Daisy,” I shake her gently. “Daisy wake up.”Nothing. No response. Her eyes are half-open but unfocused. Her breathing is shallow and rapid. Even her skin looks too pale and when I press my fingers to her neck, her pulse is racing slowly.“Where is Dr. Audrey?!” I scream, turning behind me. The ballroom is already noisy and the guests are trooping forward to see what's happening. Others are scrambling backwards, panicking and whispering among themselves.But I don't care about them.All I care about is Daisy and our unborn child.“What happened?” My father asks, appearing beside me.“I don't know. She… she just collapsed—”“Clear the room!” He shouts to the guards. “Get everyone out to safety exce
DAISY When she gets to the cake with her husband, she takes the knife of the cake and proceeds to cutting the cake by herself as the celebrant.A round of applause follows before the King gently takes the knife from her, cuts out the cake’s first slice, and then feeds her a piece of the slice.She closes her mouth and chews, even smiling at something the King is currently whispering in her ear. Their bond looks so real and intimate, the kind of bond and love that has lasted decades and will last decades more.Still staring at them, I find myself imagining Liam and me in thirty years or more with him as King and me as Queen. I bet we will still be looking at each other the way King Matthias and Queen Helene are looking at each other right now.The thought feels good. So damn good. I want that future.And I believe I am going to have it one day.Without thinking, I turn towards Liam where he is seated at the Royal table. The table is not too far away from mine so I can see him clearly.
DAISYA few minutes later, we finally arrive at the ballroom and honestly, the entire place is a beautiful sight to behold with all its chandeliers and hundreds of candles making the place look like a fantasy. The tables are draped in red and gold colors while every other surface is covered with flowers ranging from white roses to blue hydrangeas and so many other flowers that are highly beautiful.In fact, this is really a gorgeous party.And it is already filled with people. So many people.I can recognize some of the Alphas who are dressed in formal black suits. Some of them attended my birthday ceremony some months back and right now, they are busy discussing whatever it is that Alphas discuss. Trade deals, boundary disputes, and the likes. I bet the mateless ones among them are here to likely find a mate among the unmated shewolves who are also in attendance.Nevertheless, we all know that this party’s sole focus is the queen and the queen alone.“Breathe,” Gigi whispers beside m
DAISY“W-what’s this?” I nearly gasp again, staring at the beautiful necklace inside the box.The necklace is platinum with a single sapphire pendant surrounded by small diamonds, and the sapphire is the exact shade of blue as the embroidery on my dress.“T-this is too much,” I stutter.“Nothing is too much for the Queen's daughter-in-law.”“What do you mean by that?” I ask.“I am saying that this is a gift from Queen Helene herself. She wanted you to wear it today.”No way.My ears must be playing tricks on me right now!Queen Helene travels a lot, so I don't get to see her as often as I get to see the King. Today is a very special day for her and I want to make a good impression, but I wasn't expecting to be receiving such an expensive gift from her when I should even be the one who is giving her birthday gifts!She is so kind and loving.“This is beautiful,” my voice sounds so stunned just like how I am feeling right now.“Yes it is, and now it is time for you to wear it,” Eugene s
DAISYThe morning air bites at my lungs as we round the third lap of the massive training field, my legs already burning with the familiar ache of a good run. It's Saturday, the weekend, and this morning exercise is exactly what I need to help take my mind off disturbing things for a while.“How...
LIAMI can't breathe. I can't move. The woman I have been thinking about, obsessing about, is standing no less than ten feet away from me, dressed in fitted black pants and an orange hoodie that somehow makes her look vulnerable. Her loose hair strands are rebellious, sticking out from her hoodie c
GARRISThe whiskey burns going down my throat, but I welcome the pain because it is nothing compared to the humiliation I have suffered through these past few days. I still can't believe I have been suspended as if I'm some incompetent first-year professor who can’t manage his classroom. The shame
DAISYWithin one hour after sending the story's link, the first comment appears. Then another. Then five more.By dinner time, the blog has been flooded with twenty-three testimonies and over five hundred comments.Students are pouring out their stories, and some of the stories and comments are way







