LOGINGEORGINA'S POV, The safe house was on the outer edge of the city, tucked behind a row of buildings that had been abandoned. It was exactly the kind of place that didn't exist on any map anyone important looked at—unremarkable, forgettable, useful. I had three of them positioned across the kingdom
GEORGINA'S POV, I had known Anil for long enough to understand that his greatest flaw was also the thing that had once made me want him, he actually believed in things. Not strategically, not as performance, but genuinely, the way people believe in things when no one has yet taught them how expensi
ELIAS'S POV, I had been in enough rooms like this one to recognize the architecture of a trap before anyone bothered to spring it. Karlson was the provocateur, that much was obvious within the first few minutes of watching him work. He had the particular gift of people who had spent decades inside
ELIAS'S POV, I was seven years old the first time I saw her. My father had taken me to one of those gatherings. The noble families dressed it up as celebrations but were really just exercises in demonstrating power—who stood where, who spoke first, who had the finest clothes and the most polished
ELENA'S POV, Something shifted before anyone said a word. It wasn't loud or obvious, but I felt it, the way a room changes when danger decides to walk in and make itself comfortable. Andrew's warning still echoed in my ears, low and controlled but sharp enough to cut through everything else. Stay
ANDREW'S POV, Something ate at my nerves once we realised that neither of us were ready to move back. It pulled my mind from them and their smug looks. I thought about the bigger picture, the dirty politics that had ruined this kingdom for years. Every deal hid a knife. Every promise was a trick
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
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 a
RYAN'S POV, The dinner that evening was quieter than usual, though the room was full of people. Politicians, council members, and our foreign Lycan guests were scattered around the room. The tables were covered in silver and china. Every word I spoke, every handshake, every polite nod — it all fel
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 t







