Laura's point of view: I've always wondered what it would be like for me to be a mother. How many kids would I have? What kind of job would suit me? Would I remain a part of the shifters' world, or would I join humans to have what's called a normal life? I've never planned for my life, nor my death. The thing is, I never saw it coming until I was facing it. I was drowning, and it was getting dark. I couldn't fight anymore, so I gave up. Well, although I was giving up on life, life wasn't giving up on me. A figure appeared through the darkness, a female figure. She was more like a spirit made of light than a human being. She took my weak body and helped me out of the lake. Once we were out of the water, I noticed that I was fine. I wasn't as exhausted as I had been a while ago. Quite the opposite, I felt more alive than I had ever been. Still, it took me a while to realize that I wasn't at the altar anymore. "Where am I?" I asked, expecting the figure to answer me, but no one di
Damien's point of view: Her eyes shut tightly as life left her body. A terrible pain covered my entire body, while all I could have done was growl as loudly as I could. My wolf was on the verge of anger, and I wasn't able to control him. I felt pain and wanted everyone around me to feel the same pain I was feeling. I had been through pain my entire life, and it wasn't fair. She was the antidote to my misery, the light that shared the lashes of hope. I finally hoped to have a normal life. You don't have any idea how hard my life has been. Although I tried nothing but to stick with the proper side, My entire life has been nothing but a joke. I've been shunned by my father for not being the son of his lover but his forced mate. My mother, the Queen, thinks that I'm nothing without Selene and her family's support. She also believes that if I have to face my half-brother, I'll end up dead. She didn't even hide the fact that she wished Allan was her own instead of me. In fact, break
Laura's point of view: None of us uttered a word... It was as if time had stopped. All I glimpsed at were his heavenly ocean eyes. Although I was quiet, my emotions were on the verge, and I'm sure he felt the same. For the first time in my life, I wanted something/someone that badly. For the first time, I didn't care who made the first move, and I wasn't waiting to claim what was mine. I took his hand gently in mine, then led him back inside our room. The situation was quite tense as the mere touch created jolts of electricity racing through our bodies. As soon as we reached the inside of the room, I pressed my lips to his, engaging in my most passionate kiss. For a while, I thought I was the one in control, but not until his tongue invaded my mouth. The taste of his tongue awakened the beast inside me, a thirsty beast that desired nothing but pure satisfaction. Our limbs tangled as we fought to get as close as possible to each other's perfect bodies. I couldn't control my hand
Laura's point of view: It's awkward!The entire situation... is just awkward.My mate's hand squeezed mine softly, since I guess he was feeling how uncomfortable I was. How could I not be? I wasn't having a normal breakfast this morning; it was my first breakfast with the royal family. Two hours ago, I woke up between my mate's arms. Although I was still naked, I didn't feel embarrassed or regret my decision. In fact, I would be lying if I denied how glad I was that he was still in bed. Everything was just perfect. From the morning kiss to the warm cuddles, not to mention the shared shower. Well, nothing can last perfectly, as I was informed that I am supposed to have all my meals in the presence of the royals. It was shocking for me to know that the reason I was forced to spend most of my time inside Damien's suite was that I wasn't accepted. Well, at least I proved myself to be worthy of my spot as the future queen. That's if Damien ends up becoming king, which has been quite unce
Damien's point of view: I ran my hands through my head, realizing what I had done. My wolf was the one in control, and once again, I messed up. But this time, I'm not the one to blame. It's Allan. The way he looked at my mate wasn't what hurt me the most; it was the way she gazed back at him. Her tiny hand was in mine, so I squeezed it hard. But she didn't seem to feel anything. She was staring deeply into his eyes as if her life depended on him. The only thing that snapped her back to reality was my father's shout. It seemed he was annoyed by the little drama created by my mother and Selene. My heart was stabbed a hundred times as I remembered how both Selene and my brother played me. But it wasn't Selene who was on my mind; it was Laura. The way she moaned and screamed for more made my beast take control. The thing is, I warned her to stay away from him, yet she didn't listen. I used to fully trust her, but now I'm not so sure. However, I still don't trust my brother. What I hate
Laura's point of view: Pain... Immense pain... That's all I felt. I forced my eyes open, curious about my surroundings. I don't remember anything, not a single thing. Yet, an unbearable scent was destroying my senses. I opened my eyes and discovered that I was locked inside a cell, a disgusting cell in what appeared to be a dungeon. I was chained to handcuffs and surrounded by strange writings on the walls. I don't know why, but I believe those writings are nothing less than magical spells. The disgusting smell turned out to be wolfsbane. Perhaps that's why I felt dizzy, or maybe it was the spell on the walls. "Where am I?" I barely managed to speak, but I asked again, this time with a bit more strength. I received no answer. So, I questioned again, a bit stronger than before. "I know I'm not alone! I can feel that someone is here... Tell me, where am I? And what do you want from me?" Out of the darkness, the same rogue who appeared in the palace showed up again. Only then d
Damien's point of view: It's already been three days since she was taken. All the investigations led us back to New Orleans, which made me believe it was something related to her original pack - The Blood Moon Pack. Tonight, Alan and I are attacking The Blood Moon Pack without any reinforcements from the palace. Of course, the two of us can handle that entire pack on our own. I'm still not rescuing my mate's life, especially while knowing the pack of rogues that is formed mainly by ruthless alphas. Normally, I would rush to save my mate without thinking or making any plans. The thing is, I'm not alone this time. Noah is on my side for this one. He enlightened me about a matter I never noticed, which is how predictable I am. He was able to describe what was on my mind, from how I'm attacking The Blood Moon Pack to the part where I'll be trapped. Part of our investigation involved a witch's service. A witch who seems to be on good terms with Alan. She was quite surprised by the st
Laura's point of view: Darkness...That's all I was able to see. As if my entire world had stopped and then refused to move anymore.I saw my entire life passing by me, yet I wasn't able to understand what was going on with me.I don't deserve this... I don't deserve such a life. I have never been someone evil... Or perhaps that's the reason why all of this is happening to me.Perhaps if I were as malicious as Selene, or as egotistic as Noah, or as heartless as the woman who just killed my mother, life would have been easier.I felt anger, fury, and madness. I wanted them all dead. I wanted to tear their souls and bodies into pieces.I wanted them to suffer more than I was suffering right now.My mind still refuses to process my actions. Yet, their voices echoed through my ears, making me angrier than I ever was."What have you done? Is she dead?" Noah asked but was ignored."I don't think it's her... You just wasted my time again!" The rogue snapped, but the witch was more confused t