Alan's point of view: A Witch Out of all the existing creatures, my mate is a witch. I cannot believe it or accept it. Yeah... Yeah! I know I've been on good terms with witches, and I've asked for favors from them from time to time. The thing is, I know for sure that those people can't be trusted. Witches normally trigger their power based on their feelings - happiness, sadness, and most importantly, anger. Add to that the fact that they're an arrogant type of species who believe they're meant to be nature's favorite children. Every witch believes it's their mission to keep the world well balanced, which only ends up creating more desire. Yes, indeed! While trying to maintain order, they only create disorder, and it's been proven. I mean, in order to keep human beings safe from werewolves, they decided to create an equal enemy that would put wolves at bay. The thing is, they were successful in creating that enemy. What they didn't take into consideration was that this creature
Laura's point of view: It's already been a week since I came back to the palace. I'm trying to move on, but it's not easy. My mood doesn't seem to lighten up. In fact, I locked myself inside my room for the entire week. I wasn't, and I am not, ready to meet anyone here. Still, it's the King's orders that moved me to leave Damien's suite. The royal family is supposed to have meals together or something like that. The thing is, I don't care about what the so-called king wants. I'm only sitting at that table for my mate. He's been a real support to me, even when I was doing nothing but crying and blaming myself for causing my parents' death. Not that anything has changed lately, I mean, I still know for sure that I'm the real cause of both my parents' deaths. The worst part is that I witnessed both their deaths without being able to do a thing. I was weak, useless, pathetic. I was everything I didn't want to be, but not anymore. I decided to shut down my feelings and care about noth
Laura's point of view: I can't sleep, and it's driving me crazy! How do you expect me to sleep or feel at ease knowing that my mate challenged his brother? Yes, he did! I can't understand him at all. I mean, he thinks what he wants is more precious than family. Although I'm trying my best to stick by his side, I don't think I could ever do that in my life. Well, fighting him wasn't on my list, not my intention. The thing is, I cannot agree with him anymore. Why would I ever agree that he kills his brother for a title? I mean, I'd rather do whatever it takes just to have my family around me, sticking by my side. Instead of being grateful for what he still has, he is challenging his brother in a fight that will only end if one of them is dead. I tried hard to stop him, to convince him that they can settle their differences. Yet, he refused. His wolf always takes control and takes the conversation to a different level, accusing me of having feelings for Alan. What the hell is wro
Laura's point of view: The ball was quite fascinating; I didn't miss any chance of enjoying my time. I mean, to my surprise, the Queen kept introducing me to every person she met as if I were her beloved daughter, not as the mate of her son whom she hates more than anyone else. As for Damien, he kept company with the King and Alan. They all looked like a quite lovable family, which, of course, is far from being the truth. You might wonder where Selene is? Well, she was standing alongside her father, the one who threatened my life a few weeks ago. The two of them were circled by some good-looking werewolves, high-ranking werewolves - I got to mention. She could control her wild imagination while speaking about the changes she'll make the moment she sits on the throne, the way she will banish low-ranking wolves from taking part in the 'run' ritual. Furthermore, she was telling stories about how expensive the jewels Alan brought to her were. Her ugly voice was able to reach my ear
"Are you that obsessed with me?" she shouted, causing everyone to look at us. "You stole Damien with your games from me, and now that I'm over him, you don't like him anymore? You won't accept that, unlike you and Damien, my mate and I are having a better life. Are you trying to sleep with Alan too? How disgusted I am to even look at you!" Well, it took me a while to realize what was happening. Still, I don't feel like understanding anything. I was like in a while speaking with Alan, as normal people do. The next while, I became circled by almost everyone, but my mate who I spotted his shadow while he was leaving the hall. While watching my mate leave without even considering taking my side or standing for me, Alan's voice came from nowhere to bring me back to the situation I was still stuck in. "I would claim you've gotten drunk if not for the fact that you're a werewolf..." he stated statistically, as his usual self. Instead of speaking to her mate, she was still creating that ty
Laura's point of view: I could hardly open my eyes. Still, when I did, it was already morning.It didn't take me too long to remember what happened the night before. That pain wasn't something I believed I would ever be able to endure, nor want to.I wanted to see Damien, to talk to him, to be proven wrong, but he wasn't back yet.I didn't want to rush in with conclusions, but him not being around proves that what I was afraid of is right.Well, if he's not here, then I'm going to find him wherever he is.Right after I made it out of my room, I tried to search for any leading hint that might guide me to my mate.Hopefully, I met a butler in the middle of the way. He looked at me suspiciously, as if he was questioning himself for long.Am I the mate of the prince, or just a random she-wolf?Well, the question I asked right after seemed to clear his doubts."Have you seen Damien? The prince... My mate?"He right away bowed his head as a sign of respect, then answered my question."Your
Laura's point of view: I ran, not thinking to look back. I was not only afraid but also terrified. Unlike me, my wolf was angry and wanted control to fight. In fact, I don't think my wolf likes me at all. She never talks to me unless she wants to blame me for something or take Damien's side instead of mine. She was howling, shouting, screaming that I needed to stop, to go back to Damien. Is she out of her mind? Not wanting to listen to her or care, I kept running and running until I was facing the gates of the palace. The guards tried to stop me, and for a while, they were about to succeed. Well, it happened at the right time. I remembered what happened to that rogue and Noah. Then I felt a creepy smile crawl across my face as I knew what I should do next. "Open the gates!" I ordered, using my authority against the poor guard. A shocked look was drawn on their faces as they followed my orders without understanding why. Once the gates were open, I started running for a second t
Laura's point of view: "Each circle represents a promise..." The girl's voice changed from a girly voice to a manly one, and so did her appearance. In no time, instead of the girl, a gorgeous-looking man. "Who are you?" Well, I was thinking of asking that question, and before I did, it all happened inside of my head. I started kind of remembering who he was... Who I was! He was someone I used to be bound to in a previous life. Someone I used to love, like how a mate used to love her destined mate. The thing is that we were never mates. Yet, we loved each other that way. It wasn't this life for sure, I was living in a different time. I met him for the first time at Alan's wedding ceremony, the same one I am assisting right now. How exactly, I don't remember it all. Alan was my alpha back then, and I remember enjoying breaking his rules. I always used to get into trouble since I was somehow a family relative to the alpha. Well, not that night! Once the couple finished the marria