Victor's POV
I had already met Elara twice before that afternoon in the garden.
The first time was the day the Nightbreeze Pack delegation arrived. I was in my office, knee-deep in territory maps and council reports when Abel stepped in, clearing his throat like he always did before giving me news I wouldn’t like.
“Alpha Thorne didn’t come,” he announced, standing at attention.
Anthony's POV I could still hear Selene crying.Even after she ended the call, her sobs echoed in my head like a curse I couldn’t shake off. She had tried to act fine, but I knew better.I didn’t think. I didn’t ask for permission. I just grabbed my keys and stormed out.
Victor's POV I tasted regret the second her lips touched mine.Elara kissed me right in the middle of the greenhouse.I didn’t kiss back. I couldn’t. I froze, not because I didn’t know what to do, but because I couldn’t believe the nerve.Withou
Selene's POV I hadn’t left my room in two days.The curtains were drawn so tight not even a flicker of moonlight could sneak in. The whole place smelled like spilled wine, regret, and something rotten. Probably me. I hadn’t showered. I hadn’t eaten. I just lay there, curled up in Victor’s oversized T-shirt like it meant something. Like it didn’t smell like betrayal.My throat was still sore fr
Selene's POV After Lisa had left, I stared at the gown for a long time before finally picking it up. The style was indeed perfect. The colour, the fit, even the small details matched my taste exactly.I was really surprised Victor still remembered what I liked, but I tried to tell myself that it didn’t matter. That I didn’t care. Yet, when I finally tried on the gown and looked at myself in the mirror... I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time.
Victor's POV I didn’t answer Elara's question right away. Instead, I looked at her, really looked at her. Elara was beautiful, no doubt. Smart, too. She knew how to use her words like a weapon, how to make a man feel seen without giving him anything real. I understood that game—I had played it before.But I wasn’t in the mood for games. Not anymore.
Victor's POV I had already met Elara twice before that afternoon in the garden.The first time was the day the Nightbreeze Pack delegation arrived. I was in my office, knee-deep in territory maps and council reports when Abel stepped in, clearing his throat like he always did before giving me news I wouldn’t like.“Alpha Thorne didn’t come,” he announced, standing at attention.