"I don't believe you, Sylvia," he said firmly. "And even if there was some truth to what you're saying, I still stand by Amelia. She has proven her loyalty to me and to the pack, and I trust her."He stated , absence minded of her feelings. "Fine, have it your way. But don't say I didn't warn you."Sylvia's expression darkened even further.With that, she stormed out of his den, leaving him alone with his thoughts and doubts. He couldn't help but wonder what the truth really was, and what would happen if he chose to stand by Amelia.Sylvia stormed into her room, seething with anger. How could Prince Ethan still choose to trust Amelia over her, even after all the time she had spent by his side? It didn't make sense to her.She slammed the door shut behind her and paced back and forth, her mind racing with thoughts of betrayal and revenge. She couldn't let Amelia get away with what she had done, and she was determined to find a way to expose her for the spy that she was.As she paced, s
Maria stood by the window, her heart heavy with worry as she watched Prince Ethan enter the room. She could see the pain and dejection in his eyes, and without a second thought, she rushed to his side."Ethan!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with concern as she threw her arms around him in a tight embrace. He held her close, his grip strong and desperate, as if seeking solace in her presence.Maria pulled back slightly, looking up at him with searching eyes. "What happened, Ethan? You look so troubled," she said softly, her heart aching for him.He looked into her eyes, and for a moment, he hesitated. He knew he couldn't share the full truth with her, as it involved pack politics and his father's decisions. But he couldn't hold back the emotions that were swirling inside him any longer."I...I'm torn, Maria," he said, his voice choked with emotion. "I'm caught between my duty to the pack and my feelings for you, I don't know what to do."He responded, amidst pain and agony.She reac
As Sylvia's insults continued, her emotions boiled over. She clenched her fists, her anger and frustration reaching a boiling point. She wanted to defend herself, to stand up to Sylvia, but she knew that it would only escalate the situation further.With a heavy heart, she turned and walked away from Sylvia, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing her break down. She felt a mix of emotions ,anger, sadness, and betrayal. She couldn't understand why Sylvia was so determined to make her life miserable, and it hurt deeply. She then retreated to her room, she could feel the weight of Sylvia's words weighing heavily on her. She questioned herself, wondering if she truly belonged in this pack, and if she would ever be accepted by her fellow pack members and also ,if people would forgive her .She was filled with pained and Rejection ,hurt and Heartbroken,she didn't betray them ,yet she wasn't trusted by most of them.Her thoughts were filled with pain as she locked herself in her ro
Despite the King's silent observation, he had not approached her directly. He remained distant, watching her with a mix of intrigue and admiration. He had never seen such dedication and skill in a wolf before, and he couldn't help but be impressed by her progress From a distance. He wondered if he had misjudged her, and if she was truly not a spy as he had initially suspected. She, on the other hand, was oblivious to the King's internal conflict. She was solely focused on her training, pushing herself to new heights. She trained at all hours, tirelessly pushing her limits, and honing her abilities to near,perfection. Her passion burned brighter than ever, driving her forward with more determination. Her training sessions became more intense, she started to incorporate new techniques and strategies into her routine. She practiced complex maneuvers, honing her combat skills, and mastering her shifting abilities. Her progress was undeniable, and she was gaining recognition not only from
After a long dance and chit chat with the other like members of the wavoon pack.She excused herself to leave. As she slowly made her way through the dimly lit hallways, intending to return to her den.but it seems fate had other plans in store for her. As she turned a corner, she found herself face to face with Prince Ethan, the heir to the Lycan throne. "I wasn't expecting to see you here, Amelia," Prince Ethan said, his voice filled with surprise. She then took a moment to compose herself, feeling a mix of emotions as she looked into the prince's eyes. "I actually wasn't expecting to be here also ,I mean I'm.. I'm....." she trailed off, her words catching in her throat. His gaze softened as he looked at her, and she felt a familiar pull towards him, a bond that seemed to connect them on a deeper level. She found herself drawn to him, despite the challenges and obstacles they had faced in the past. She also felt a warmth spread through her chest at his words, and she found hersel
As Syvia disappeared into the distance, He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the challenges ahead. He was determined to pursue his love for Amelia, but he also knew that he would always treasure the memories of his friendship with Syvia.He then stood by the water, lost in deep thought. He picked up small pebbles and threw them into the water one by one, watching the ripples spread out in concentric circles. His heart was heavy with thoughts and he couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt for hurting Sylvia.He thought about the force of his feelings for Amelia, and how it had caused him to unintentionally hurt his best friend. He winced at the thought of the pain he had caused Syvia, and he couldn't help but feel remorseful.He also thought about his father, the King, and how he would react to his relationship with Amelia. He knew it wouldn't be easy for his father to accept Amelia, as she was not of royal blood. The thought of disappointing his father weighed heavily on his m
Amelia woke up early in the morning, feeling a surge of happiness within her. She had forgotten about all the accusations and insults thrown at her by the members of the pack, including Sylvia's hateful words. The thought of the upcoming activities for the day had lifted her spirits, and she was eager to join the pack on their hunting trip, as it was their tradition on Fridays.She quickly got dressed, putting on her usual hunting gear, and made sure her weapons were properly prepared. Despite the challenges she had faced recently, her excitement for the hunting trip was great. It was a time when she could forget about the tensions within the pack and simply focus on the thrill of the chase and the camaraderie among the pack members.As she made her way to the pack house, she felt a sense of belonging and purpose. Hunting was in her blood, and she had always been a skilled tracker and a fierce competitor. The thrill of the chase, the scent of the forest, and the adrenaline rush of ca
He was walking the lonely road back to his den, lost in thought, replaying the conversation with his father in his head. He couldn't believe how close-minded his father was being about Amelia. The fact that she was from a different pack seemed to be the only thing that mattered to him. Ethan knew he had to fight for her, but he didn't know how.As he walked, he saw his father approaching from a distance. His heart sank, and he knew he was in for another confrontation. His father's eyes were piercing as he approached him, and Ethan braced himself for what was to come.His father demanded that he follow him to his den for an immediate discussion. Reluctantly, he complied and accompanied his father to the king's den.As they entered the den, his father wasted no time in confronting him. "Why were you visiting Amelia?" his father asked sternly, looking him in the eye.He tried to deny the rumors about him dating Amelia, but his father didn't seem convinced. "It's not what you think, fa