Mag-log inOlivia’s POVMoney really could make things happen in the shortest time possible. I stood in the middle of my jewelry store, watching people walk in and out, admiring the displays, congratulating me, and taking pictures of the pieces I had spent days making sure were perfect.My grand opening.Finally.It was almost amusing how quickly things could move when you had the right connections and enough money to make people take you seriously.A few days ago, this had been an idea I was talking about. Now, barely a month later, I was standing in my own store, welcoming the nobles of the Lycan Kingdom.I smiled as another noblewoman approached me.“Princess Olivia, this is beautiful! I didn't expect you to put everything together so quickly.”“Thank you,” I replied, accepting her compliment with a smile. “I've been working very hard on it.”And I had.I wasn't going to pretend otherwise.I had spent hours discussing designs, selecting materials, deciding how I wanted the pieces displayed,
Nolan’s POVIt had been almost four days since I last slept in my room.Four days since I had deliberately kept my distance from my woman, convincing myself that what I was doing was for her own good.Now, as I finally returned to the room, the first thing my eyes landed on was her portraits.I stood there for a moment, staring at one of them.She was smiling.I couldn't remember the last time I had seen that smile directed at me.My chest tightened.I had been away from her for only a few days, yet it felt as though I had created a distance between us that would take much longer to cross.And for what?Because I didn't want her to see me weak?Because I was afraid she would look at me differently if she knew what was happening to my body?Or because I couldn't stand the thought of her watching me struggle with something I couldn't control?I rubbed my face.Whatever excuse I came up with, it didn't change the fact that I had left her wondering whether I was all right.Kim's voice ech
Kim’s POVWatching the King walk with a stick was not something I ever thought I would see in my entire life.Yet here I was, standing beside him as he made his way into the council chamber, one hand gripping a walking stick while the other rested against my shoulder for support.He had refused to let me call for a wheelchair.He had also refused to remain in his office.Apparently, the King of the Lycans could barely stand without feeling pain, but that wasn't going to stop him from attending a council meeting.Stubborn man.I adjusted my pace to match his, keeping my hand close enough to catch him if his legs gave way.He noticed."Stop looking at me like that, Kim.""Like what, Your Majesty?""Like you're expecting me to fall.""Would you prefer I look away and let you fall instead?"He shot me a warning look.I kept my expression straight.Sometimes, I wondered how I had managed to serve this man for so many years without losing my mind.The moment we got to the front of the door,
Desmond’s POVThe box sat on the table in front of me, untouched for months.I had moved it from one corner of my room to another, sometimes telling myself I would finally go through its contents, other times pretending I had forgotten it was there.But I had never forgotten.How could I?Everything inside belonged to the woman I had loved more than my own life.El-Korah.I stared at the wooden box for a long time before reaching for the lid. My fingers hesitated against its edge, and I had to take a deep breath before lifting it.The familiar scent of old fabric and paper greeted me.There were a few pictures of us together, some of her personal belongings, her journal, and the tiny baby socks she had bought when she was still carrying our child.I swallowed the lump in my throat and reached for the socks.They were so small that I could barely hold them properly between my fingers. El-Korah had laughed when she showed them to me, saying our baby would probably outgrow them before we
Ronnie’s POVI had been restless since I returned from the Ancient Library.I tried distracting myself with work, but it didn't help. I tried taking a nap, but my mind wouldn't let me. Even when I sat still, my thoughts kept going back to everything I had learned over the past few days.And the worst part?I had no idea what to do about any of it.I still couldn't believe Mrs. Aya Lester was dead. I had only met her once, but she had been willing to help me understand my bloodline. Now she was gone, and the book she had shown me had somehow disappeared too. Someone had removed it.I couldn't prove that her death and the missing book were connected, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.There’s every possibility that someone is trying to shut every door in my face. By the time dinner was served, my head was already hurting.I walked into the dining room and immediately regretted it.Everyone was there.The Royal Lycan family.The same people I had sat with countl
Ronnie’s POVThe next morning, I woke up with even more questions than I had gone to bed with.And the annoying part?Nolan was still nowhere to be found.I hadn’t set my eyes on him since after the dinner, and although I was worried about him, I couldn’t keep sitting around waiting for him to show up while my own life was falling apart.First, I had discovered that Sarah wasn’t my biological mother.Then I found out that my biological parents were Lord Desmond and El-Korah, a woman whose bloodline had been hunted because of a prophecy.Now, I was beginning to suspect that Nolan and I might be related.Honestly, what the hell was going on with my life?I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at my hands.I needed answers.And there was only one place I could think of going.The Ancient Library.The last time I visited, I had gone there to learn about my four stars. I never expected that the place would become so important to me, but the librarian who had helped me had shown me something
Ronnie's POV The invitation sat on my cracked coffee table like a venomous snake.Cream and gold design with a scent of lilies that made my stomach turn.It was the invitation to Elisha’s coronation as Alpha, as well as Elisha and Keisha’s big day.“I’m not going, Jessie. I still have dignity,” I
Ronnie's POV For a moment, the silence in the room was so thick I could hear my own heart pounding. I stared at Elisha, searching his face for something, anything. Just anything that looked like the man I thought I loved.I waited for the apology.Waited for him to say, Ronnie, I’m sorry. This isn
Ronnie’s POV“No way I’m letting you walk out of a million-dollar desk because of that Asshole of a mate,” Jessie screamed, running down the stairs to stop me.“Language, Jessie!” I yelled.“But you worked so hard for this, Ronnie, why do you always have to dump your dreams to make sure that you’re
Ronnie’s POV“Two hours?” Jessie blurted out. “What the heck are you supposed to do with two hours? I mean, that’s not even enough time to pack your clothes and handbags.”Jessie kept on ranting. Her tone remained sharp as ever. She even looked more frustrated than I was in this weird-ass situation







