Mag-log inRonnie’s POV“Where exactly are you taking me?”I turned to look at Nolan for the third time since we left the palace.He only smiled, his golden eyes fixed on the road ahead.“Somewhere nice.”“Somewhere nice?” I repeated. “You couldn’t just tell me that before making me dress up like this?”He finally glanced at me, and that smile on his face widened.“You look beautiful.”I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t stop the smile that threatened to appear on my face.“That’s not an answer to my question.”“It’s the only answer you’re getting for now.”I shook my head and looked out the window.What the heck is he up to? And what’s all these sweetness lately? I stole another glance at him.Nolan had his usual mafia style beard, and his sandalwood scent filled the car. He looked annoyingly good, as usual, and I hated that I was beginning to get used to having him around me like this.Or maybe I didn’t hate it.That was the problem.I was beginning to enjoy his attention more than I wanted to a
Olivia’s POV“Arrghhh… Sleep, where are you?”I turned from one side of my bed to the other, but sleep still refused to come.What was wrong with me?I had been lying here for hours, staring at the ceiling and thinking about different things. The more I tried to sleep, the more awake I became.Finally, I threw the duvet aside and sat up.Maybe a little time outside would help. I could go to the pool and cool my body before trying to sleep again.I got out of bed, put on my slippers, and left my room.The palace was quiet at this hour. Most people had probably retired to their rooms, which was exactly what I needed. I didn't want anyone disturbing me with unnecessary conversations.As I walked towards the pool, I heard voices coming from that direction.I slowed down.One of the voices belonged to Ronnie.I was sure of it.The other person had to be Jessie. Those two had been practically inseparable since she arrived at the palace.I continued walking, but before I could get any closer
Sloane’s POVI stared at the reports scattered across my bed, wondering if I had been wasting my time.For days, I had been investigating Ronita Caleb, trying to find something that could explain why my son had become so attached to her. I wanted to understand who she was, why she looked so much like El-Korah, especially with that hairstyle, and why Dagger believed she teleported.For the first time ever, I wish I hadn't killed someone. If Dagger were still alive, I would have interrogated him properly about what happened that day. Now I'm stuck here with papers and tons of unanswered questions.The more reports I received, the less satisfied I became.Her history was ordinary enough. There was nothing particularly remarkable about her childhood, and nothing that justified the strange feeling I had whenever I looked at her.I picked up one of the reports again. Everything was connecting Ronita to the Star Lycans, but at the same time, nothing was clear enough to be concrete evidence.
Elisha’s POV“What do you mean the supplies are still on hold? It’s almost a month now, and yet nothing has changed?”I stared at the man standing in front of my desk, wondering if he had suddenly lost his mind.He shifted uncomfortably. “The Lycan Kingdom has refused to approve the supplies we requested, Alpha. They said our application will not be processed until further notice.”I slowly put down the document in my hand.“What application? We have been receiving these supplies for years. What has suddenly changed?”“I don’t know, Alpha. We were informed that the request had been put on hold almost a month ago. I’ve tried reaching the officials in charge several times since then, but they keep giving us the same response. They haven’t provided any proper explanation, and now they’re saying we shouldn’t expect an answer anytime soon.”I leaned back in my chair, my fingers drumming against the armrest.This was ridiculous.Silvermoon Pack had maintained its relationship with the Lycan
Nolan’s POVOlivia sat across from me, watching me with an expectant expression as she watched me go through her jewellery designs.I leaned forward slightly, studying the screen.I wasn't an expert in jewelry, but I knew good work when I saw it.“These are good,” I told her.Her face immediately brightened. “Really?”“Yes, really. I wouldn't tell you otherwise.”She smiled and turned the tablet towards herself again, probably trying to hide how much my approval meant to her.“I knew you loved this when you were younger,” I continued. “You used to spend hours sketching designs and talking about the kind of jewelry you wanted to make. I'm glad you're finally deciding to do something meaningful with your life again.”Her smile disappeared.“Excuse me? Did you just indirectly insult me?”I leaned back in my chair, trying not to smile at the expression on her face.“I'm indirectly telling you that I'm willing to support you.”She stared at me for a moment, seemingly unsure whether she wan
Ronnie's POVI rolled my eyes so hard at him, unable to take his constant sweet mouth anymore. Jessie made a strangled sound beside me, clearly trying to suppress her laughter.I turned to Nolan once again, desperate to make an escape. “I’ll show Mom and Jessie to their rooms.” But before we could move, Nolan said. “You're welcome, Sarah. I hope you'll feel at home here. And you too Jennie.”“Thank you, Your Majesty.” Mom replied. “I'm equally grateful, your majesty. But it's Jessie as in Jessica. Not Jennie.” Jessie corrected. This girl is something else. I knew she wouldn't let that slide.A small laugh escaped Kim’s lips before he wore back that mask of professionalism once again. As they exchanged a few more words, I noticed Mom seemed calmer than she had been when we first arrived. She still looked a little tense, but she was handling herself well.I was glad Nolan had come out to welcome them. Whatever else I could say about him, he understood how important my mother was
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







