LOGINELENA'S POV,
I awoke to a faint beeping sound, and the sharp scent of antiseptics invaded my nostrils. I was confused, unsure of what happened or where I was. As I began to regain consciousness, I felt a burning sensation in my throat, as if someone was rubbing sandpaper from the inside.
I clutched my neck, trying to move, but my limbs felt too heavy.
The pounding in my head intensified as I opened my eyes. The plain white walls of the hospital welcomed me, and as soon as I remembered my meeting with Julian, panic surged through me. I was terrified because there was only one name echoing in my head.
“Molly…”
I sat up and looked around frantically, ignoring the pain coursing through my muscles. I felt like throwing up, but stopped myself and turned my head slowly, towards my right, when I noticed a bed in my peripheral vision. Somehow, I knew it was my angel. I could feel her, without even seeing.
Lying in the hospital bed beside mine. Her face was so pale it nearly blended into the pillow. I started to feel useless once again, seeing her lying there, lifeless. Wires were trailing from her small arms, while I stared at her chest, rising and falling in slow, uneven breaths. She was fighting, and I knew I had to fight too for her. For my little daughter.
I reached out to touch her cheeks, and suddenly, her eyelashes fluttered.
“M…mommy?” Her voice was lower than a whisper when she spoke again. It sounded raspy and thin, and she was so worn out that she couldn't even open her eyes. “Where’s Daddy? H-he promised to celebrate my…my birthday.”
My throat closed up listening to her weak voice. I couldn't even imagine the amount of pain she was enduring. Still, she wanted to meet the man who had no time for her. I was afraid and broken, but more than that, I was mad at Julian for letting our daughter down.
“He…” My voice broke because I knew I had to lie again. Yet, I forced a smile and smoothed her hair back gently. “He cares about you so much, baby. He loves you.”
“I hope he can come to see me.”
I couldn’t hold back my tears anymore. She still believed in him and wanted him. The tears fell hard, spilling down my cheeks as I pressed my forehead against her tiny hand. But I didn't let out a single cry, because I didn't want to worry my angel.
“H-he’s just very busy with pack duties. You know your dad, right?” I managed to speak without breaking. “But he’ll come. As soon as he is done with the work."
Molly’s dry lips curved into a faint smile. “Okay… I've to tell him that I love him.”
Her smile faded, and just like that, she slipped back into the darkness. I held her hand and waited for half an hour for her to come back, but she didn't. Her doctor came to check and told me that she was getting weaker with each passing minute.
I begged him to do something to help her, but he apologized.
“Only Dr. Jenna can help Molly, please try to convince her to help your daughter.”
I stood up and walked out of the room because I could see that sitting in the room was not going to help her. My legs were shaky, but my determination was stronger. I told myself that I wasn't going to give up till I helped my daughter.
Stepping out of the ward, I linked Julian.
‘Julian, Molly woke up, and she was asking for you. Please, she needs you, come and see her for once.’
‘I kissed her when I brought you both back to the ward. But I can't come right now. I'm busy because there are more urgent things I need to handle as the Alpha.’
I sat down on a waiting chair and tried to compose myself before asking for help. From the way he sounded, I already knew he was mad about something, and upsetting him further wouldn't be in my favor.
‘She needs help, Julian. You have to let—’
‘Her waking up means she is getting better, Elena. It means her health is improving. Please tell her I love her, and I’ll visit when I am done. I promise you, Elena.’
He closed the link before I could explain what the doctor told me about her health. I tried once again to link, but he didn't answer me. I was losing patience and finally decided to meet with Dr. Jenna myself because I was running out of the limited time I had.
I was convinced that he wasn't going to change. He always had something more important, some reason to leave us behind, always a duty. I was done with it, and I promised not to get entangled with him anymore.
‘Finding Dr. Jenna is your first priority. You know where she is, go and talk to her as a mother, and if needed, as the Luna of the pack.’ I told myself, wiping my face before I steadied my breathing.
I made my way back to the top floor, searching for her while preparing mental notes of the things I was going to tell her. I hoped she would understand my pain, being a woman herself, and would agree to help me during my time of need.
Finally, I was on the top floor and through one of the doorlights I saw Dr. Jenna inside a room. It was most probably Lucy’s ward, because the doctor was examining her, and the little girl giggled at whatever Dr. Jenna was telling her.
I stood quietly in the doorway, preparing myself because I knew Julian wasn't going to help me convince the doctor to help Molly. Dr. Jenna was the last hope Molly had, and I was the one who had to shoulder the responsibility of helping my daughter.
She was my little angel after all.
ANDREW’S POV,“Ryan is in a fragile state, yes, but his condition is way better than our family's.” Georgina took a deep breath and walked towards the window. “Andy, we need them more than they need us. Even if the peace treaty fails, we are in no position to wage a war against them. I saw their advanced missiles, drones, tanks and submarines. I met with their soldiers and talked with their generals. In the current time, our military is more than half a decade behind them.”She stopped near the glass window, arms crossed, and stared out at the distant lights of the palace grounds. It seemed like she was trying to find some answers, but they were hidden somewhere beyond the iron gates and she wasn't ready to leave me behind yet. The silence between us was thick and heavy with everything we weren't saying, because neither of us wanted to be the first one to break the promise.Certain things shouldn't be discussed, and we had a list of topics that we agreed upon.“Why are we thinking abo
ANDREW’S POV,Ever since I told Elena the truth about her past, the Presidential Palace had been too quiet for my liking.Judging by the look Alpha Ryan had been giving me after that, I was sure she told him too. Before there was jealousy in his eyes, but now I could only see fear and curiosity. He was cautious with his actions and extra careful with everything that came out of his mouth. He was trying to figure out whether I meant the things I said to Elena, or if I was using her to have an upper hand against him.My spies spotted his Beta on our borders, near a forest on the foothills of Mt. SilverstoneThe sun had set a long time ago, and I looked out of the window at the dark sky, trying to figure out my next course of action. I knew that somewhere out there, Elena was awake and overthinking like always. I could somehow feel it in the restless pull beneath my ribs—the same pull that had haunted me since the night I set foot into the palace. I was waiting for confirmation, but deep
ELENA'S POV,“It's on the foothills of Mt. Silverstone.”The words slapped me back into reality, a reality where I finally started to understand the gravity of my situation. There was a huge possibility that I was the lost Lycan Princess, which also meant I was never a werewolf, as I thought, but a Lycan. Not to forget, I was once married to the werewolf prince and had a daughter with him, while currently I was sleeping with the President of the werewolf nation.I couldn't think of someone who had a more complicated life than mine. It was so bizarre that I started to laugh thinking about it, and the look Beta Corbin gave me made me laugh even harder. I knew he was worried about me and probably thinking the worst, but I couldn't help myself. The whole thing was comical, and I felt like a joker getting ready for my performance.Mt. Silverstone, the mountain from my visions remained a haunting reminder of the things Prince Andrew told me. The white snow and the two little girls playing a
ELENA’S POV,I barely closed the door after Ryan had left the room, before my legs started to tremble beneath me. I felt very lost and overwhelmed by the questions in my head that had no answer. I thought telling Ryan, might help me put the whole thing under a new light, but it didn't. I was still as confused as before, looking for answers in memories that no longer existed.The last thing I could remember about my life was playing with other kids my age in an orphanage as a girl. I don't remember much in particular, but I remember being happy and running through the forest with tall white trees and yellow-orange leaves. I remembered drinking water from a clear river nearby and racing to the waterfall that wasn't far from the orphanage.‘Princess. Lost princess. His sister.’My head spun with every word that came out of Prince Andrew's mouth, and my heart felt too full with uncertainty, too heavy with emotions, and too afraid of the fears of being used by the Lycans for their gain. I
RYAN’S POV,I knew something was wrong with Elena the moment she stepped out of Andrew’s bed chamber.She didn’t even look at me as she made her way towards her bedroom. She always looked at me. Even when she was afraid someone might misunderstand the way she stood too close to the Lycan Prince, she still met my eyes. But that day… she looked past me, like she was searching for a way out. She didn't bother herself with greeting Georgina and Joyce who were standing next to me outside Andrew's room.That alone was enough to make every instinct inside me bristle. I was imagining the worst and by the look on Joyce's face, I knew she was having similar thoughts. Only Georgina tried to keep up the appearances and smiled at me before she walked straight to Prince Andrew, who was very surprised when he saw us waiting outside his room. He tried going after Elena, but I jumped in front of him.Tension rose between us, Joyce took a defensive stance and went to stand behind her Prince. However, b
ELENA’S POV,Prince Andrew kept glancing over his shoulder as we walked down the long hallway leading to his bed chamber. He was making sure that no one was spying on us, and given the situation I had to face during breakfast that morning, I couldn't blame him either. I was also looking around for the same reason, maintaining a good distance from him because I didn't want to be a part of another rumour.Prince Andrew's steps were quick, impatient, and for the first time since he arrived at the Presidential palace, he didn’t carry himself like royalty. In fact, he looked… shaken, almost scared about something. I tried asking him a few times, hoping to find out what was wrong with him, but he didn't tell me anything. He kept on telling me that he would explain once we were inside his room.So, when we finally reached his room, I was ready with hundreds of questions.He pushed the door open and stepped back into the hallway, silently asking me to enter first. I hesitated for a heartbeat







