LOGINGEORGINA'S POV, “It means maybe we shouldn't be doing this at all,” he said, with a serious expression on his face. And for a second I thought I misheard him. There was no way he would be talking like that for long. He grew up in luxury, with servants, and an endless flow of money to fulfil all
GEORGINA'S POV, As I opened the door, the house smelled like decay. I noticed it the second I stepped inside. I wanted to leave instead of stepping further inside because the damp air clung to my skin, thick with the scent of rot and neglect. The floor creaked under my heels as I moved further in
ELENA'S POV, “So you think someone let him in. Deliberately.” He stated, and it somehow made me feel extremely happy to see that he didn't present it like a question. “The guards let in a stranger to your quarters without informing Joyce or me about it. That's not a good sign. I specifically asked
ELENA'S POV, After my sudden meeting with the handsome stranger that night, morning came too quickly. I didn't sleep much, and whatever little rest I was able to get in between, it felt shallow, constantly interrupted by the same image replaying in my mind. Every time the stranger was standing un
ELENA'S POV, The pack house had gone quiet hours ago, but sleep refused to come. I sat by the window in the room Joyce had given me, watching the last traces of rain cling to the glass before sliding down in uneven lines. The storm had passed, but it had left something behind. Not in the sky, but
ELENA'S POV, “It wasn’t just a claim,” Andrew cut in, his voice firm enough to stop the speculation before it could spiral. He leaned forward slightly, his hands resting on the table as his gaze swept across the room again, anchoring their attention back to him. “I had my spies look into it after E
But then the voice inside me whispered back, ‘What if she becomes like her one day?’I cried harder when the fear gripped my heart. I didn't want Elena to be cruel like my mother. I was afraid that I might have to live in fear once again. My tears dripped onto my knees, leaving little wet spots on m
ELENA'S POV,“Elena.” I heard Ryan's voice and turned to find him standing at the bottom of the service staircase, half hidden in the shadow. I tried to read his face, but his expression was mostly unreadable.However, the moment he moved into the light, my stomach dropped because his expressions be
ELENA'S POV,“I fuck them till they cry.” He said it in a way that made me think he was warning me, letting me know in advance that he won't be holding back once he starts. It was my last chance to pull back, to save myself from the beast inside and that worried me a little. While I had read thing
ELENA'S POV, The days after my conversation with Ryan passed without any hiccups. He was weirdly understanding of my decision to leave the palace someday in the future. And didn't bother me again to have a conversation with him, or try to change my mind about it. We went about our routines as if no







