เข้าสู่ระบบLizabella“How the hell did you get shot?” I demanded, my voice coming out sharper than I intended.Damian didn’t answer, he only clenched his jaw and shifted, grunting as he tried to push himself up on one arm.While I stared at the blood that was already spreading across the tiled hospital floor in a dark, horrifying pool that made my stomach drop.“Don’t, don’t move,” I snapped back to the present, holding him tightly as I knelt beside him. “You’re going to make it worse.”“I need to sit up,” he muttered, his voice strained. “Just a little.”Against my better judgment, I slid one arm behind his back and helped prop him up. The moment he leaned into me, his weight sagged heavier than it should have, and a sharp breath tore from his lips.“Careful!” I hissed as blood soaked through his shirt, warm and slick against my palms as I pressed my hands firmly over the wound, applying pressure the way I’d seen done a hundred times on television while my heart hammered violently in my chest.
LizabellaOf all the things I had expected Damian to say to me… that was the least of them and I hated it. Yet his words still echoed in my head as I sat stiffly in the passenger seat, with my heart fluttering like it had lost all sense.I hated that reaction and I hated how my chest tightened, how warmth slipped through the cracks I’d spent weeks reinforcing. It wasn’t the words themselves, it was the softness in them. Damian wasn't usually soft, he only ever taunted me, so hearing warmth from him was enough to make my heart flip violently.
Jerry“When will your spy contact us with good news?” Josie’s voice cut through the dimly lit and quiet room, sharp enough to scrape against my already frayed nerves. I stared at the ceiling for a second longer than necessary, then dragged a hand through my hair and swung my legs off the bed.“I have work to do,” I said, reaching for my shirt. “I’ll be in the study.”That was all it took for her to sit up abruptly, sheets sliding down her waist as her face twisted in anger. “So t
LizabellaI rolled my eyes so hard it almost hurt, still, I resumed walking, though irritation simmered beneath my skin as we continued down the stairs. But when we reached the first floor and were just about to pass through the front doors, something tugged at my chest again, so I reached out and grabbed his arm, stopping him.“Hold on,” I said firmly. “I’m not about to ask where you’re taking me anymore because it’s obvious you’re not going to answer that.”He raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. “Instead,” I continued. “Are you sure we shouldn’t take Pearl with us?”He stiffened slightly, and I pressed on. “Ever since I came here, neither you nor the other Lycan Kings have spent any real personal time with her.” Suddenly, he turned fully toward me, and with a firm voice he said. “Don’t say things you don’t understand.”I frowned, but he continued. “Around the time you arrived, we were already dealing with a very serious problem, one we’re still handling. That’s why we haven’t h
Lizabella“You are such a horrible person.” The words tore out of me before I could stop them, it was filled with the anger I had been swallowing since the day they dragged me into this palace and locked the doors behind me.“You and your brothers,” I continued, my voice rising despite myself. “You kept me stuck here with nothing, and then you forced me into a role I have never held before, one that is beneath everything I was in my father’s pack. Do you even understand that?”Damian calmly stood in front of me, and that only made it worse. “I was not raised to sit idle like a decorative object!” I snapped. “I was not raised to be isolated, silenced, stripped of authority and purpose. And yet here I am, locked inside a palace where I can’t go anywhere, can’t speak to anyone, and I can’t even step outside without permission.”My chest burned as I spoke, each word pulling something ugly and raw out of me. “Because there is no thrill or entertainment here, I spend every single day the sa
Lizabella“Pearl, stop!” I shouted, my feet pounding against the marble floor as I chased after her. “Come back here this instant!”She was running ahead of me, her small feet tapping rapidly against the marble floor, curls bouncing as she glanced over her shoulder with that infuriating, playful smile, as if we were playing a game. But after what happened yesterday, she shouldn't have considered playing such games, when she still hasn't recovered fully.“Pearl!” I called again, my breath growing u







