LOGINLayla’s POVI’m surprised but happy. The fact that Alexander is sending me to the border—the exact place he dragged me back from—wasn’t something I thought he’d do. Then again, as I read through the letter one last time, I find Camila’s name signed at the bottom of the transfer.This makes more sens
Whatever is between him and Layla… it’s not over.Not for him or for her.If I let this continue, everything I’ve done to gain this position will be for nothing. Everything I’ve worked for—Alexander, the kingdom, my position—will slip away from me all because of her.I tighten my hold on Alexander’s
Camila’s POVThe smile on my face aches more with each passing moment, but I don’t let it fall. I keep it there, thanking guests who congratulate me on my engagement.Glasses clink and happy chatter fill the air, creating a lighthearted sensation in the air for everyone except me. It all begins to b
He’s still here, in the same spot he was earlier, which eases a bit of discomfort in my chest.He hasn’t run after her… hasn’t followed her.But that brings another question to my mind. If Layla didn’t run to him, where did she go?The question burns in my mind, and I find myself stepping back and r
Alexander’s POVThe final vows ring through the throne room, binding and absolute. Instantly, applause erupts and the crowd roars with celebration, but something falls over me. The sound becomes distant, like someone is pressing cotton into my ears.It becomes more like a buzz in my head.Camila’s h
His voice booms through the room, reciting traditional phrases I’ve heard many times during alliance negotiations and formal ceremonies… but somehow, this is different.I watch Alexander and Camila take each other’s hands. Like a loving couple, they stare into each other’s eyes, and even though I wa
Layla’s POVDusk falls, tainting the air with darkness as I slip out of my house. I glance at my watch, note that I have ten minutes until I’m supposed to meet with Vincent, and take a deep breath. Right now, he’s the only person I can truly count on—the only person offering help without conditions.
Layla’s POVA wolf lunges forward, appearing out of nowhere, and slams into the wolf attacking me. However, my savior isn’t Alexander. The gray wolf standing over me is… Vincent?Alexander is too far away to intervene, his expression dark and grim as he watches Vincent protect me. Was I wrong? Was s
Layla’s POVTurning over, I curl into the comforter. A familiar scent wraps around me, but when I open my eyes, I don’t find Alexander. He’s nowhere in sight, but his warm scent still lingers. He didn’t ask for sex last night, which was nice. After carrying me to bed, he surprisingly just climbed in
It wouldn’t hurt as much if the one replacing me was worthy. But she’s not. Camila is a novice, not worthy of taking the mantle I spent years building.Instead of hanging around, I decide to leave. If I’m not wanted here, I’ll go home. Maybe some time to myself will help me think of what I want to s







