~ Elara’s POVThe raw pain in Rufus’s eyes softened a little at my touch. It was clear talking about his past had taken a huge weight off his shoulders, but the scars of that trauma still ran deep. And even though his confession had completely changed the course of our conversation, a small part of me couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. Knowing how much he trusted me, how much he must care about me to reveal such a painful secret, made rejecting him even harder."I just wish..." he started, his voice catching, "I wish I could have explained it to him. I wish I could have made things right."I squeezed his arm gently. "You can't change the past, Rufus," I said quietly, "but you can choose how you move forward. Don't let this define you."He looked at me, a flicker of hope igniting in his eyes. But even as I offered him comfort, my own situation felt even more complex. There I was, encouraging him to move on, to find happiness, while I was about to shatter his heart by rejecting h
~ Rayel’s POVDisoriented, I blinked blurry eyes open. Darkness surrounded me. How long had I been out? I muttered to myself. That was the second time I had lost consciousness. Panic started to bubble up, but I forced it down. I needed to focus. What was wrong with me? My body ached, and a dull weakness lingered.Pushing myself up, I stumbled towards the familiar glow emanating from where I had left my phone. My vision spun a little, but I persevered, finally collapsing onto whatever surface I had found my phone on. With trembling fingers, I dialed Boris's phone number. The phone beeped as it dialed, each ring echoing in the silence like a hammer blow. The phone barely had a chance to ring before a voice crackled through the receiver. Boris picked it up as if he had been waiting for my call, his voice laced with concern even over the speaker."Boris," I croaked, my voice weak and raspy.He must have heard the tremor in my voice because his concern intensified. "What’s wrong? Are
~ Hazel’s POVMy blood was practically boiling. I ripped open Rayel's room door, expecting to find him lounging about, only to be met with an empty space. Frustration clawed at my throat. "Where's the Alpha?" I barked at the guard stationed outside, his face stoic as ever."He left with Beta Boris, Your Highness," the guard replied, his tone as flat as a board.That did it. Left with Boris? After I specifically requested to see him at the dining hall the previous night? It felt like a slap in the face. Stomping back to my room, I slammed the door with a bang that rattled the pictures on the wall. "Don't let anyone bother me!" I yelled at my maids, who flinched at my outburst. Alone at last, I flung myself onto the bed and burrowed under the duvet, the anger simmering in my gut.How could he do this? There I was, trying to play matchmaker, set him up with Daciana, hoping they would click, and he went off with Boris instead. Was I some kind of fool that he could play anyhow he wanted
~ Hazel’s POV Before Rayel could react, I locked my lips against his and started kissing him. The kiss was slow at first but when he started reciprocating the kisses, the kiss became more intense and the room was filled with my moans. He took charge and I wanted more of him. He placed his arm around me and I felt the rush of helplessness, the sinking yielding, the surging tide of warmth that left my limp. He pulled away from me, stared at me for a while before bending back my head across his arm and kissed me, softly at first, and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made me cling to him as the only solid thing in a dizzy swaying world. His insistent mouth was parting my lips, sending wild tremors along my nerves, evoking from my sensations. And before a swimming giddiness spun me round and round, I knew that I was kissing him back again. I lifted myself up on my toes, and his face came down at the same time. His lips were soft, softer than before, but there was a hard des
~ Rayel’s POVI barked at Boris to leave the pack's doctor out of it. My whole body still felt like it got hit by a truck, but then he tried to calm me down explaining that calling the doctor was the smartest move. Apparently, I wasn't just sore anymore, I was getting worse.“I said I don’t have to see a doctor, just get me some painkillers or something, I'll be okay,” I managed to say."Alright, Your Majesty," he said with a hint of worry in his voice. As he turned to get me the pain relievers, I forced out another request. "Actually, forget the room entirely. Take me to the grand hall. There is no way I'm staying here stewing in this pain and waiting for Crazy Hazel to waltz back in. Knowing her, she will be like a fly buzzing around my head until she gets what she wants. And let me tell you, Boris, I am in no mood for that kind of a fight right now,”He acknowledged my message and groaned, I threw on some fresh clothes. With Boris steadying me, we shuffled out of the room and towa
~ Elara’s POVRufus and I chatted for a while, and I was happy I could lift his spirits. Then, out of the blue, he surprised me with an invitation. He asked if I wanted to join him on a trip to the city the next day. I was thrilled. I was getting stir crazy at his place, and it felt like ages since I had been out and about in the bustling city."Absolutely, I would come with you" I beamed, my smile practically splitting my face in two. Rufus's chuckle at my reaction warmed me even more. "Good one," he said, "Although, it is getting a bit nippy out here. Maybe we should head back inside?"I couldn't agree more. Nodding eagerly, I let Rufus help me up. Back inside the cozy cabin, I drifted towards the bed while Rufus settled onto the couch. Excitement bubbled in my chest. This trip to the city would be my first adventure outside the forest since arriving at Rufus's place. But a flicker of nervousness snaked its way in too. The thought of bumping into Rayel put a bit of a damper on my
~ Elara’s POVI gripped the edge of the car seat, my knuckles white. As the cab weaved through the city streets, a knot of anxiety tightened in my stomach. Every neon sign, every flicker of movement in the throngs of people, felt like a potential glimpse of Rayel. To me, the city which was once a place of vibrant energy, felt like a kaleidoscope of fear.Rufus, probably sensing me distress, reached for my hand, his touch warm and reassuring. "Elara," he said gently, his voice a steady midst of my worry. "You're safe with me. Rayel wouldn't dare show his face here, not even his guards,”His words were like a soothing balm. I squeezed his hand back, a flicker of hope rekindling in my chest. Slowly, I allowed my gaze to drift out the window. And then the city began to reveal its magic again.Towering buildings, bathed in the soft glow of the sun, scraped the sky. Streets teemed with life, a balance of honking cabs, chattering pedestrians, and the rhythmic beat of music spilling from ope
~ Elara’s POVMy jaw practically hit the floor when Rufus asked his question. "Ready to give me the response to my proposal, Elara?" "Proposal?" I stammered, my mind scrambling. The vibrant colors of the restaurant seemed to fade, replaced by a dizzying blur. Before I could even form a coherent response, he surprised me again."Hey, no pressure," he said quickly, his smile strained at the edges. "If you need to think about it, that's totally fine. No rush at all,”The truth was, I did have a response, a tangled mess of emotions churning in my stomach. But the words wouldn't come. How do you tell someone you care about them deeply, but not in the way they want? Guilt gnawed at me, a heavy weight settling in my chest. The playful banter that flowed so easily all during our meal time felt awkward at that moment, a forced lightness to a heavy situation.As if sensing my discomfort, Rufus started telling jokes, one after another. They weren't knee-slappers, but they were his way of t