Third POV In the gilded ballroom, loud applause and cheers persisted as the girl in the gorgeous gown gracefully thanked the audience. This is the scene Kelly has been fantasizing about since months ago. Now she finally saw this scene. However, none of this belonged to her, but that freak. Kelly clenched her fists and stared at Harper. She is so unwilling to believe that the praise belonged to the sister she had never despised. As the applause slowly died down, the audience turned their expectant eyes to Kelly. She began to get uncontrollably nervous, mentally saying, "Damn, now what?!" Kelly thought Harper was supposed to play nothing but embarrassment. Then she came. A glamorous debut. However, she could not have predicted that the freak would have such a high level of piano skills. If Kelly couldn't perform above Harper's level, people would definitely say that she couldn't even compete with an Omega. At that time, she would be the one to be publicly disgraced. "No, I

Third POV Harper had doubted the truth, but the look on Mason's face made her certain that what Jack had said was real. She let out a contemptuous snort and said coldly, "You've put in quite an effort for the Alpha election, haven't you?" "So what? Since when is Omega qualified to meddle in Alpha affairs?" Mason said, barely feigning composure. "It was supposed to have nothing to do with me. But guess who I ran into on the way here?" Harper paused deliberately. When she saw a cold sweat break out on Mason's forehead, she smiled and continued, "Jack. He's such a loudmouth, isn't he?" "What are you talking about? I don't even know this guy at all!" Mason said in an anxious and low tone. "Still trying to keep it hidden? Then I'll tell you what you've done." Harper wiped away her smile and said with icy eyes. "You betrayed my affection and used me to get close to Kelly. But Kelly is just a pawn in your plan, right? What you really want is to use Carter and Elena to help you

Third POV After that night on the terrace, Harper felt a deeper connection with Wyatt. They spent a lot of time each day writing emails and editing messages for each other. Some of the topics were formal, but most of them were casual. Harper loved how they were together now, and she felt she had found a balance in their relationship. Wyatt provided Harper with a wealth of information about job hunting, college majors, and new apartments. After leaving Slivergray, she needed a comfortable space to embark on her new life. But obviously, comfort came at the cost of higher numbers on rental apps. She was searching for some short-term jobs to bring her closer to those daunting rent figures. Over the past few weeks, Harper had browsed through several job websites, realizing that her high school graduation wasn't an advantage. Considering her potential and interest in the field, Wyatt believed Harper could take on some part-time work related to healthcare. Harper genuinely wanted

Third POV Ten minutes ago. Harper was tied to the chair, feeling her brain spinning and her nerves throbbing. She had no idea what that bastard Mason used on her. Time passed slowly, and for her, every second was agonizing. Suddenly, the screeching sound of a car braking came from outside the warehouse. Harper jerked her head up and looked towards the door. It must be Wyatt. Despite knowing the danger, he still came. Mason glanced at Harper, a sinister smile spreading across his face. He made a mocking whistle and said, "Looks like your hero has arrived." Then he left the warehouse, locking the heavy iron door behind him. Harper surveyed the bombs hidden under the white cloth around her, feeling extremely anxious. She had to figure out a way to do something, or both she and Wyatt would be in danger. Harper racked her brain, desperately searching for an escape plan, but she was immobilized by the restraints. Then, she noticed some leftover glass shards on the broken wi

Third POV Prince Simon, the second prince of the Wolf Kingdom, walked quickly through the corridors of the palace. His face was grim, and his eyes filled with disbelief and anger. The frigid wind roared through the palace corridors as Prince Simon hurried along. His steps were quick and powerful, his body tense, and his face darkened with a brooding expression, reflecting the remnants of disbelief and anger in his eyes. He angrily pushed open the doors to a magnificent chamber. The door slamed forcefully against a marble pillar, breaking the morning tranquility with a dull thud. His mother, the second Luna Queen of the Wolf Kingdom, was elegantly seated at her vanity, gracefully brushing her silky, flowing hair. The mirror reflected her exquisite and alluring beauty, in stark contrast to Simon's anxious and angry face. The queen heard the noise and paused her actions. Without turning her head, she frowned at Simon's reflection in the mirror. "You should have knocked, boy. Wha