LOGINELENA'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
ELENA'S POV, Joyce's pack house was warmer than I expected, but it didn't ease the weight sitting on my chest. The storm had followed us for a long part of the way, rattling against the windows before fading into a steady drizzle. It was as if the sky itself had grown tired of helping me for this
ELENA'S POV, The rain didn't let up—it hammered harder, soaking my coat to the skin. The wind was blowing just as harshly, plastering my hair to my face as cold rivulets snaked down my neck. No one budged, not even an inch despite the heavy rain. They stayed frozen on their knees as little puddl
RYAN'S POV,I watched her from a distance, feeling proud of the growth she had shown over the last few weeks.My feelings for her weren't out of pity; they were true and meaningful. Elena neither deserved my pity nor did she need it. What she needed was love, support, and someone who wouldn’t look a
JULIAN'S POV,“It could have been an email, but I wanted to bring it in front of the committee myself,” I said, and just like I hoped, I finally had their attention.“And why's that?” Jasper asked, despite already knowing the entire thing.He was playing into it a little too much, and the others had
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
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







