LOGINJulian's POV
“I wish we weren't mates, then I wouldn't have to deal with you,” I said to Reina as I carried her back to my office. She lifted up her eyes glaring at me but I looked away, ignoring.
“Why that?” She muttered.
“I don't want to get entangled with anyone so I can fulfill my duties well. Then I can return to where I came from.”
I shouldn't be telling you this.
“What's that? Where are you coming from? You're on a special mission? I thought you were a professor?”
“Yes, it's just part time work. I'm not that. I think we shouldn't go further on this conversation, it has nothing to do with you.”
A low chuckle pulled up her throat but even with this, she can't pressure me to tell her my mission.
Getting close to my office, she asked. “I'm just curious, why are you sleeping in the office today? Because of me?”
I paused, not knowing what to say in response. “Did you expect me to take you back to my quarters?”
Her eyes went pale, she went speechless. “Regarding who you are?”
“I was just thinking of returning back to the convent.” She shrugged her shoulders.
“I would have taken you there, but sadly I have a very important royal task to fulfill tonight and I have not much time to spend outside of it. The gang must be targeting you because you're a werenun, you've got to be very careful from henceforth.”
A cold shiver ran down her spine. It was obvious as she jerked. “What am I going to do now?” She panicked.
“Maybe if I'm free, I could help watch out for you.” I shook my head, fatigued. “I'm getting distracted again. Why am I even doing this? I don't get involved in people's predicament, especially those I hate.”
“Urrgh?” She gasped.
“Well, I'd say I hated you before my wolf began to misbehave whenever I see you.”
“So you feel it too? But it's quite strange as a werenun.” She whispered, turning her head to the side. I looked around realizing we have stayed out here for too long and she's in her nun’s habit. Should any student or the guards see us, I would be in trouble and she would lose her reputation. This wasn't school hours but late into the evening, a few minutes past 7 and it was already dark.
“Let's get inside,” I muttered. Pulling out the door card, I placed it on the glass door of my office and it opened. We got in. It was spacious, well arranged and occupied with a refrigerator, TV and a large sized couch with duvets which could serve as a pillow. There was a toilet, bathroom and dressing room.
Being a special royal agent on a mission to find the Alpha King's lost daughter whom I was hinted by the name got admitted into this university, I was given a special office, which others didn't. Prior to my many years of intense study of philosophy to get more knowledge, I was asked to get in here as an undercover professor.
My only problem now was this girl, my mate. I hated such, I never wanted a mate but to live a single, rich and active life. I haven't ever fallen in love before, just so surprised a girl who could take my breath away is a werenun. Well, I will be over it soon. I just don't know what the moon goddess as they claim is doing with my fate, or whether she's trying to make me believe in her power when I don't want to.
I released a heavy breath.
“You can use the couch over there and the duvets for the night. I'd be researching.” I said as I dropped Reina. There was no time to address her by her religious title. As an atheist, it was against my principles.
“What will you be researching about? Can I help?” She asked but I ignored, turning away and walking right to my desk.
“You're a distraction to me, just pray and go to bed. I've got a serious task in there.” I was now on my desk, ready to sit and pulled on my system, switching it on.
“Goodnight sister.”
“Don't forget to call the convent, to gain trust, tell them you will be crashing out at the library to do some research.
She pouted, crossing her hands over her chest.
“Have you forgotten that nuns don't lie?”
Who cares?
“Then you can stay at the library. There's light throughout the night and students, many students. It's pretty safe with the guards standing outside. The only unsafe place is the bathroom and restroom since it's unisex.”
“I can take you there.” I snapped closing my system. “Let's go.”
“What? No! I will pass on that. I don't want to waste your time. Do whatever you have to do. I'll email the official desk of the convent. They will pass my message to the mother in charge and they will accept it.”
“Oh moon goddess, sorry for this lie which I'm about to. Just doing it for my mate.”
I chuckled. “You're getting emotionally attached which isn't good for you.”
She smirked. “I just can't help. My wolf is in control of my being and she's getting to like you after we started on the wrong foot.”
“Hmm.” I sighed. What I was trying to avoid from the very first time I noticed which was at the screening hall. I thought if I pretended to hate her, she would stay away from me but it's only getting worse. I find my wolf dragging me into this mess. I don't want to accept that I would love to pull her into my embrace, stare at her in a soft way and eventually kiss.
My dirty mind is going too far, I need to stop.
“Just email, pray and go to bed. I have a list of things to do.” I raised my eyes to look at her. She's beautiful. I whispered to myself. Thumping her legs on the floor, she turned around to go.
I drew in a quick breath, sitting back to open my system. Tonight, the name of the Alpha king's lost heiress stolen from birth about two decades ago and list of potential young women who could be the Alpha princess would be forwarded to my mail to run some security checks.
Being a royal cop in the investigation unit of the palace, I could handle this. With my computer skills, I'll check their background history and everything about them to know the truthful heiress. All are from this university but that doesn't mean it will be easy. I just have to run the check and finish it tonight.
The message was already sitting there for me, so I clicked on the name.
REINA.
A loud crack rocked my chest, I stood up, staring at the girl whose wolf won't let me be at peace, she was kneeling over the couch in prayers.
“What?”
So far as this was the name, she would be among the possible candidates. I had to quickly search through the pictures of young women sent. One had the identity of a nun written below the blurred picture. Upon clicking, it was her.
I froze.
Sister Reina Valen.
I carefully scanned through the face, same as her. The details, studying Philosophy. In her freshman year.
That moment, my heart literally stopped beating.
Who knows?
Could it be her?
Could she be the long lost Alpha princess the royal security unit at the palace have been trying so hard to find even for decades?
Julian’s POVThe palace was quiet that night, though I knew enemies waited beyond its walls and traitors still sat in the dungeons. I should have been thinking about them, about the council and the threats that still surrounded us, but all I could think of was Reina.She lay across our bed, her hair spread over the pillow, her body glowing with the faint swell of pregnancy. I watched her, feeling the strange mix of pride and worry that had followed me since the day I learned she carried my child.She turned her head, her eyes meeting mine. There was a softness in them, but also heat. I knew that look.“Julian,” she said quietly, her voice low, almost shy.“Yes, my love?” I asked, moving closer.She bit her lip before speaking. “It feels strange, but ever since I became pregnant, my desire has been stronger. I can’t hide it anymore. I want you.”Her words sent a rush through me. I had seen her glow, I had felt her warmth, but hearing her admit it made my chest tighten and my body burn
Reina’s POVI never thought pregnancy would feel like this. Some days I woke with so much energy that I wanted to walk around the palace gardens, other days I could not even rise from bed without groaning. My body no longer felt fully mine. My back ached, my feet swelled, and the smallest scent of food made me crave or gag.Julian tried to hide his worry, but I saw it in his eyes every time he looked at me. He wanted to rule with the same fire he had shown against Calder and the council, but whenever he saw me struggling, that fire softened into something else—fear, love, protectiveness.One evening, after a long day of council meetings, I sat in our chamber with my hands resting on my stomach. It was not very big yet, but it was enough for me to feel the weight. My lower back throbbed, and I shifted uncomfortably.Julian entered quietly. He set aside the heavy cloak of authority he wore all day, leaving only the man I loved standing before me. He came closer, his gaze dropping at onc
Reina’s POVThe palace had grown too heavy for me. Every corner carried whispers of betrayal, every hallway reminded me of Ken’s attempt on Julian’s life. My chest still ached when I thought of it. If that servant had not walked in, Julian would have eaten the poisoned meal. The thought alone tightened my throat until I could hardly breathe. It's only been days since I managed to miraculously bring him back to life,and Ken, a stranger I willingly took in without any info on him, wanted to poison Julian yet again. As if my father being in a coma wasn't enough,the weight of everything on my neck was pressing on me,Julian was the only one there for me and a mere stranger wanted his life to end.That night, when the council had been dismissed and the guards were posted at their doors, I found Julian sitting by the window of our chamber. His shoulders were tense, his head bent slightly as though the weight of the world pressed down on him.I closed the door quietly behind me. “Julian,” I w
Third POVThe palace halls of Lucien Green were quiet, but not peaceful. The air carried tension, like a storm waiting to break. Guards stood tall at every corner, their eyes sharp, their hands tight on their spears. Word had already spread that Calder had been caught sneaking into the royal herbal garden, and Julian himself had delivered the beating that left the Northern Ridge prince broken and bloodied. He was now in the darkest dungeon of all.While Julian dealt with the matter, another danger crept silently within the palace walls.Ken walked slowly along the servant passage, a tray in his hands. His advisor’s robes brushed against the stone floor, and his face showed calm, but his eyes held something darker. On the tray sat a silver bowl of broth, steaming with rich herbs. The dish was meant for Julian, who had returned from the garden with his knuckles bruised and his spirit still burning with anger.Ken moved with steady steps, but inside his heart raced. He had slipped a smal
Third POVThe night was heavy with silence as Calder moved through the shadows of Lucien Green. A hood covered his head, and dirt smeared his face, hiding the sharp lines of the Northern Ridge prince. He had abandoned his royal robes for rough, torn clothes that made him look like a wandering trader. The disguise was far from perfect, but it was the only way he could pass through the borders without raising an alarm.He had waited days for Ken to bring him news, but nothing had come. His father’s condition grew worse with each passing hour. The healers whispered that death was near, and Calder’s chest tightened with panic. He could not wait any longer. If no one would help him, he would take the herb himself.The moon hung low, its silver light spilling across the forest path. Calder’s boots pressed into the soil as he moved carefully, every sense sharpened. He had studied the maps Ken once shared, and he knew the path to the royal herbal garden. Still, his heart pounded fast. If he w
Third POVCalder sat alone in the dark, his eyes fixed on the burning torchlight that flickered against the stone walls. His father’s shallow breathing still echoed in his ears from earlier, a haunting sound he could not escape. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the king trembling and twisting in pain. The image was eating him alive.He knew time was running out. The healer’s words rang again in his head: without the moonshade root, the king will not live.Calder leaned forward, resting his elbows on the long oak table. His hands clenched into fists. He hated the thought of bowing to Julian or Reina. But there was one of his men already inside Lucien Green, someone with enough power to make things possible—Ken.Ken had always been sly, clever, and ambitious. He had risen quickly in Reina’s circle, just as Calder had wanted, now sitting as her trusted advisor. Calder had not trusted him completely, but now, Ken might be his only chance.With trembling hands, Calder typed a coded me







