ROSALINE’S POV:I sat silently in the carriage with my eyes focused on the world as we passed by. I, too, had never been to the southside and wondered what it was like. I knew it was where the locals resided, but how primitive were they? And how was their lifestyle?Thoughts like this filled my mind as the other girls complained amongst themselves about how ugly and disgusting the people were and how they were not going to get any good shopping done because everything about them was of bad quality.Occasionally I would zone in and out of their conversation; not all of them engaged in the conversation, but I could tell none of them were happy about this. Maybe the Southside was not as bad as they made it out to be. I was a royal as well; I grew up with the same luxuries and care as them, but I also experienced a major downgrade. Maybe I would not find the place that bad.An hour later, we arrived at the southside, and I immediately took back my words.Okay, this was as bad as they sai

ROSALINE’S POV: Who hit my head with a hammer? That was the first thought that came to mind as I fluttered my eyes open. A hiss left my lips as the pain worsened. My vision was blurry, and I tried to sit up, but that appeared to only worsen the pain.Suddenly, there was a hand on my shoulder, which stopped me. "Hey, take it easy. You shouldn’t get up yet." A groan left me as the voice I knew all too well filled my ears.Why him? Why did he have to be here? Why did he have to be everywhere? I managed to regain my vision, and his gray orbs were the first thing I caught sight of. They were hooded and filled with an emotion I could not describe. He looked almost angelic from this angle.Oh no, I must have sustained a serious blow to the head. "What happened?" My voice did not sound like mine at all; it sounded like it belonged to some frog. Damien did not seem to mind as he dipped a small towel in a bowl before placing it on my head. The cold sensation calmed the throbbing in my head, an

ROSALINE’S POV:What did I just see? The king is having an affair with one of the contestants while trying to get Damien to make her his Luna? How sick and twisted was that? Should I tell Damien? I mean, it really is not any of my business. Plus, I do not think he would believe me; no one would believe me. I had no evidence, so I would only be incriminating myself.I should just leave.I was too deep in my own thoughts to realize that I was approaching a vase until my body collided with it and it crashed to the floor. My heart practically flew out of my chest with surprise, but I knew I was a goner when the door came flying open to reveal the alpha’s raging figure."What do you think you are doing, little rat?" He snapped, making me flinch."Sorry, alpha. I was just passing by." I tried to turn my back to leave, but his enormous hand wrapped around my arm in one swift motion."What did you hear?" His voice was like a cold poison, sending an unhealthy shiver down my spine as it para

ROSALINE’S POV: "What?" The word left my lips like a whisper.No.This could not be happening.Two guards appeared by my side and grabbed me by the arms, but I was not having it. I struggled against them before meeting Damien’s cold gray eyes."No! I did not do anything to the food; you have to believe me! What would I gain by poisoning children?" I asked, but no one appeared to believe my words. But I meant every word; even if it were the child of my worst enemy, I would never do such a thing. A woman holding her pale daughter in her arms spoke next, and something told me that if not for the guards that were already dragging me away, I would have received a deadly beating from her.From all of them."Shut up! You are just an evil, bitter woman. Perhaps the moon goddess did not provide you with children of your own; that was why you wanted to do something so despicable." She spat, and her words hurt beyond belief.But I dared not say anything.I couldn’t.How do I tell them? I have

DAMIEN’S POV:The metallic scent of blood filled my nostrils, some of them being Maya's, but the majority belonged to the dying bastard in my hands."Mercy, please," the guard wheezed as I tightened my grip on his neck, making his chokes fill the air. It took every ounce of self-restraint in me not to snap his neck. My canines had lengthened, and I could see the guard’s reddening face through my wolf’s eyes."What the fuck were you trying to do to her?" I demanded, but he remained silent, which only aggravated me more. I took his wrist in my hand, and a sickening snap filled the air, followed by his cries of pain."Fuck! Someone sent me to kill her, okay?!" He screamed, my hand still on his throat, cutting off his air supply. I flung him to the other two guards standing by the door, and they held both of his arms."I will deal with you later," I said before directing my furious gaze to the others. "I will deal with all of you later. Lock him up," I growled before scooping Maya’s tre