KALILA POV A minute later, I rushed into the bedroom and approached the bathroom. It would have been a disgrace if I appeared in the hall with the same stench and dirt that clung to me from the dungeon. I took a quick shower and emerged two minutes later to another thunderous ovation. I hastened my pace, eager to join the festivities. Since the day I had gone shopping, I hadn't seen the clothes I bought, and I had no idea where Ares had kept them. I wouldn't have been surprised if he had thrown or burnt them away. I swung open the wardrobe and found the gowns I had purchased. Without marvelling at Ares's thoughtfulness or the beauty of the dresses, I grabbed a black one and slipped it on. I quickly located my white heels and shoved my feet into them. As I rushed out of the bedroom, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror.Shit! I looked terrible. My hair was a mess, and I had no makeup on. I remembered Ares's words about not just being a Luna but also looking like one. Damn him. H

ARES POV"It's fine. The spy or whoever did this will be caught," I said, sounding more confident than I felt. There was a bigger chance that the search being conducted was all in vain. If someone was smart enough to have poisoned my drink, they must have been smart enough to get out at the slightest sign of danger - which was Dahlia's first shout the moment she entered the hall. However, I still couldn't tell how she knew about the poisoned wine. She had been in the dungeon; it wasn't adding up.Frowning, I turned to Dahlia, her face still contorted with anger, and I doubted that I could get anything out of her in that mood, but I tried anyway.Leaving Wendy, I went over to her and circled her wrist tightly, leading her to a small room that served as an emergency meeting room for me, Jeremy, and James sometimes. She resisted, so I had to drag her almost half the way and tried to be gentle to avoid anyone noticing."Where are you taking me?" she asked, trying to break my grip in a fr

ARES POVThe following day, I sat in my study, engrossed in a pile of papers Jeremy had sent me. I had no desire to go to the office or engage with outsiders. Just as I lit my third cigarette, a gentle knock resonated on the wooden door, followed by the entry of a maid."Good morning, Alpha Ares. Mr Lawrence has just arrived. Shall I bring him in now?" she asked."Of course," I replied.She hurriedly exited, leaving the door slightly ajar, and Uncle Lawrence stepped into the room. He appeared as lively as ever, donning a dashing blue suit."Uncle," I said, rising to shake his hand."Ares, my boy," he smiled as he shook my hand, then grimaced after he had sat down. "I heard everything that happened at the coronation. Goodness me! I apologise I couldn't stay long. Something came up, and I had to attend to it urgently.""Oh, stop it, uncle," I dismissed his apology with a wave of my hand. "Why are you apologising? It was a disaster, after all."I rang the bell on my desk, and an instant

"Fine," he agreed. "Be ready in an hour."He left the room, and as he did, I noticed something intriguing. Did he smile? Oh, my word! Excitement bubbled within me, and I rushed to the wardrobe. I flung it open and sifted through my clothes.What should I wear? Panic mingled with excitement as I struggled to decide. After about ten minutes of indecision, a gentle knock sounded on my door, and Angela stepped in.Boy, was I happy to see her!"Angela, come here quickly," I called to her."There's a smile on ma'am's face," she remarked."Quick, I need your help. I don't know what to wear.""Actually, that's the reason Alpha Ares sent me here: to help you get dressed," Angela said."Really?" I was surprised."Now, if you just settle down on the bed, ma'am, I'll handle the rest, including your makeup."About forty minutes later, I walked down the stairs in a peach-coloured evening gown that fell just below my knees. I met Ares at the foot of the stairs."You don't look so bad," he remarked a

It was by a stroke of luck that I came across a diary in a drawer the previous night, it was Dahlia’s, her initials were scripted on the book's cover. She had a friend named Melissa in the Blue Moon pack and that made me somewhat confident that I might actually be able to get some useful information. “A friend?” he asked. “Yes, Melissa. Oh, it’s been a long while since I met her and I had promised her before moving in here that I wouldn’t stay too long away from her.” I said, staring directly at his eyes. He thought for a moment, then nodded. “Alright then, but you will not be going alone. For reasons best known to me.” He said. “For my safety?” I asked and flashed a smile at me. “You could say that. My Gamma, James and Angela will accompany you there. Dolph is too busy so James will drive you guys there.” I didn’t mind at all, as a matter of fact, I was extremely happy. He had allowed me to go rather than bluntly refusing and forcing me to stay back.. As