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
ELENA'S POV,The banquet was already a test of my patience, long before anything went wrong.It felt less like we were celebrating peace and friendship and more like a stage where everyone was performing the role they were given. I was probably the only sane person in the room because I wasn't prete
I rolled my eyes, and just then, the sound of shattering glass pulled everyone's attention. We turned our heads at once to see Prince Andrew clutching his throat with his hands. His face had turned pale, and he looked as if he was having trouble breathing. The shattered wine glass was around his fee
ANDREW'S POV,The morning light in the wolf country felt softer than in the mountains of my home. It spread over the palace gardens like melted gold, touching every leaf, every petal, and even the dew on the potted roses on my balcony. I hate roses, especially white ones, but Georgina told me to dea
RYAN'S POV,The next evening’s banquet was a different kind of storm in itself, because this time I had to organise everything in less than a day. The welcoming banquet took us more than a week to prepare, ensuring that everything was going according to plan. I had huge responsibilities on my should







