LOGIN"What are you, Gina?"Mary's voice sounded distant to me, like it came from the other side of a storm.I stared at her, then at the two maids lying on the floor. It's blood, scratches, torn skin, and broken fingernails. One woman was sobbing uncontrollably.The other kept clawing at her own arms despite the blood dripping onto the marble floor."What happened?" I whispered.Neither maid answered, but they looked terrified. Terrified of me. I took a step backward.Mary grabbed my arm immediately."Gina. What happened to you?" Her face had gone pale. "I don't know," I replied.The corridor began to fill with people, who stared and whispered."No."One of the injured maids, Fiona, suddenly pointed at me."No..."Her voice shook violently. "Keep her away from me." The second maid began crying harder."The insects...""What insects?" a guard demanded."They were everywhere!" She grabbed her head. "Inside my skin!"My blood turned cold at her words ‘inside my skin.’A memory surfaced as I s
Good.Neither woman spoke nor moved. I smiled at them slowly. The kind of smile that made wolves nervous."Please," I said softly, and both maids visibly flinched. "Don't stop on my account."The corridor suddenly became very quiet and for the first time since leaving the Queen's chambers...I felt something besides hurt; I felt angry, and judging from the expressions on their faces...The two maids exchanged nervous glances. For a moment, neither of them spoke. Then the taller one, Martha, recovered first. She lifted her chin. "What are you staring at?" she asked.I smiled as I felt an unusual calmness in me that even Bey stirred. "Interesting question," I replied softly. My voice sounded distant to my own ears as I said to her, “Because I was wondering the same thing too."The second maid snorted. That’s Fiona, she folded her arms as she replied, "Still pretending you're important?"My fingers curled. I could stil
POV: Gina"The Queen wishes to see you." The attendant found me right away in the garden, my usual hiding spot. I should have known peace wouldn't last here. The summons came just after breakfast. I had hoped for a little time to myself now that things were calmer.My stomach immediately twisted, and even Bey stirred uneasily inside me. "This feels dangerous." She said in my head."I know."The attendant escorted me through the eastern wing of the palace. The corridors were quiet as security drones drifted through the sky like silver birds.Warriors patrolled every balcony now and ever since the attack, security is tighter, and everyone is more watchful.The attendant stopped outside a private sitting room. "The Queen is waiting."Then she left. I stood there for several seconds, trying not to panic or imagine all the terrible reasons Queen Isolde might want to speak with me.Eventually, I knocked."Enter."The calm voice floated from inside. I stepped into the room. The Queen sat bes
The door closed softly behind Keith. For several moments, silence settled across the chamber.Mother remained seated beside my bed. We had excused Keith after his reports, which still need to be discussed with the king and the council, so for now, no full decision can be made since I am still lying down here.I leaned back against the pillows, irritation simmering beneath my skin. My body still felt weak. The poison had damaged far more than the healers initially realized.Trey remained unusually quiet. Mother folded her hands elegantly across her lap."You are the future king." She said, her voice permeating the silence and reiterating all I have learned about duties and responsibilities, a burden I had carried since childhood."I know.""Do you?" She asked again, and I turned toward her.The queen's expression remained calm, but I could see the tension beneath it.She was worried, not merely as a queen, maybe as a mother, even though it can be quite hard to tell apart most times."T
The moment the doors closed behind Keith and General Varric, silence swallowed the room, the kind that came before a storm.My mother crossed the room and stood near the window, sunlight spilling across her dark gown. The royal crest embroidered into the fabric seemed almost alive beneath the morning light.Queen Isolde Lake. The most feared woman in the kingdom. Most people feared my father because he could order their execution, but more people feared my mother because she rarely needed to.She remained staring outside for several seconds before speaking."The healers told me you nearly died."I leaned against the headboard."I survived, mother."Her gaze shifted toward me. "That was not what I am saying, even the healers are not clear how you survived Caleb."I remained silent because I knew better than to challenge her when she used that voice."The poison was stronger than expected; it was designed to kill royal Lycans."That made my eyes narrow. "You know something."My mother's
Even from my bed chambers, the smell of blood filtered into the air to reach me. I could not join the fight as I would have hoped, but I am confident that the warriors are more prepared than any horde of the enemy. Especially after the last attack caught us off guard.Princess Lena had left to join in the chaos, and I had allowed Gina to go back to the nearby chamber to rest. I couldn’t allow her to go back to her quarters because I was certain the forgotten came back for her.I sat upright against the pillows on the bed, alert despite pain, as a knock sounded. Keith entered, not waiting for my permission.His armor was cracked and blood-covered, and half his body was covered in blood. Some of it belonged to him, but most did not. That is progress.The moment I saw his face, I knew the outcome. "We held them." He said.The attack ended just before dawn, not because the enemy lacked numbers, not because the palace defenses were stronger, but because Lycans fought hardest when defending
His fingers hooked into the waistband of my underwear and pulled them down. The fabric slid over my hips, my thighs, then pooled at my ankles. I stepped out of them clumsily while his hand found my bare cunt, fingers sliding through the slickness there, and I cried out: a sharp, embarrassing sound
POV: GinaThe palace finally became calm near dawn. I was exhausted, the dead had been carried away, and the wounded were treated by the healers.Though the royal guards still hunted the remaining intruders through some underground tunnels.Meanwhile, I sat b
POV: CalebFabian.Of all the hidden enemies, I had hoped his name would remain buried the longest, but no such luck.The cloaked man gave a lazy smile as palace guards filled the corridor. He showed no fear, which made him dangerous.“You should not have entered my palace,” I said.He tilted his h
POV: GinaEverything hurt: my head, my chest. One minute, I was just a scullery maid trying not to embarrass myself in front of a dangerously attractive prince.The next minute, I apparently healed someone with glowing moon powers while some murderous cultists screamed prophecies at me. I don’t thi







