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
And Julian failed as a father.“We deserve a second chance, Elena.” He tried to manipulate me, and it made me wonder if asking me to bring him there was a part of his elaborate plan. “I know your wolf wants to come back to me. Don't resist.”That was the moment when the last straw of pity I had for
ELENA’S POV,I was sprawled across my bed in the presidential palace, with a pen in my hand, as I went through the list Molly had given me.I decided to buy some new clothes for myself and asked Molly if she would like to go shopping with me. I remembered her complaining about the new stationery Rya
ELENA’S POV,“You simply never tried to notice or understand.”I thought we were done once I said that, and was ready to walk away from the pair of pathetic people. The emotional stress started showing a physical effect on my body, and while I was able to stand on my own, I wasn't sure how long I co
ELENA'S POV,“Lucy is Julian’s daughter,” she declared, intending to hurt me, and sadly, it worked just like she wanted.I felt betrayed because I had been truthful with my feelings for him. I never cheated on him when we were together, didn't even think about any other man. Even when he was absent,







