ROSALINE'S POV:My mind was filled as I walked into the silent halls. It was just Jennifer, Kiara, and me now. The games were almost coming to an end, and in two weeks Damien would have a bride.A Luna to this pack.This was not the plan. The plan was simple: get in the game and get kicked out as soon as possible.Now I'm among the top three? And I am also leading? No, no, no, this has to stop. But now I didn't want to; the bond Damien had severed all those years ago was slowly building back up, and the wound he had inflicted was healing.At times, I considered just putting an end to all of this. I wanted to remind him that we are mates. I wanted to remind him of what he had done to me all those years ago. I wanted to see his reaction.Would he be as hostile toward me as he was back then? Or would he feel sorry? And what would happen if I told him about our daughter?Fear crept up my spine as my mind began to imagine the worst. But these thoughts were interrupted when a hand wrapped a

DAMIEN’S POV:“How long are you going to act like an immature brat?"I rolled my eyes at my father’s words and dropped my chin on my fist. We sat on the balcony as usual, bathing in the warmth of the setting sun as the gentle wind blew our hair. I cannot believe I left the hospital to listen to this old man’s bullshit. But I could not risk him coming to where Maya was and causing a scene. Right now, I do not want her to experience any form of inconvenience; she has already been through enough.But as I sat down listening to my old man, I could not help this gnawing feeling in my chest; my wolf was screaming and howling in pain. Something was not right.“Are you even listening to me?" My father’s roar snapped me out of my thoughts, and I was starting to get annoyed.“What is the matter now? What have I done?” I demanded because I did not even know why I was here listening to all of this. Or was he having one of his mood swings again?“How long are you going to continue to delay your

DAMIEN’S POV:Her scream was the most painful thing I had ever heard. It cut straight through every barrier and went straight into my heart; it set my entire body ablaze, and I swear it felt like I was about to lose my mind. I think I have already.I do not know how it happened.One moment I was speaking with our head of security, and next, I had Kiara’s neck in my grasp and an urge to snap it. I do not know what was stopping me from doing just that; maybe it was because I knew her. If I did that, her entire family would wage war upon mine, but I still did not understand why she would go as far as killing Maya. I did not know she was capable of that; it was so unlike her. What I had expected her to do was make Maya’s life a living hell, which would force her to leave.No, something was off but I did not care.They could not even give her a damn break; they were coming after her every second. This was more than a competition now; they were after her life. My grip on her neck tighten

ROSALINE’S POV: A cool sensation goes up my feet, calming my nerves and filling me with tranquillity that I have not felt in a while. I managed to peel my eyes open, and the sight I was met with was not one I had expected to see.Damien was seated at the foot of the bed with his legs crossed and my feet on his lap. He gave them his full attention, and I could only imagine the amount of concentration he was using, seeing that there was a crease between his eyebrows.Did I forget to mention that he was shirtless? His perfectly toned torso was on full display for me, and I had to control myself from salivating at the sight. For a while, I did nothing but watch him massage my feet. I let my muscles relax and my body sinks deeper into the mattress.A small, contented sigh left my lips when he cracked the base of my toes. If I thought my feet were fine before, they are in heaven now.“Glad you are enjoying it,” Damien said, his voice deep and raspy as he peered up at me through his dark,

ROSALINE’S POV: No.Is what I would have said if he had not looked at me with those puppy dog eyes, not to mention that we were being watched by what felt like hundreds of people? Some women looked at me with jealousy, while others watched with happiness and anticipation.I wonder how it would look on the news if the headlights read “INFAMOUS ALPHA PRINCE GETS REJECTED BY A MERE PEASANT.”Yeah, immediately that popped up, and I would be running for my life all over again. I would be running from my father, Magnus, Damien’s father, and, of course, the devil himself. And it wasn’t like I wanted to reject him...I was torn. A part of me wanted to say no, but an even bigger part wanted to accept.That little girl in me still wanted her fairytale romance; she still wanted to experience the love she had heard about when she was a kid. The type of love she had read about in the books and watched in the movies—could I really experience all of that if I accepted? Could I really be that selfi