Chapter 11 Lydia’s POV. “Is this the hallway that leads to the princess’s rooms?” I asked the grumpy-looking guard in front of me. “Yes, my lady. But-” His face paled in shock as he stared at my state of undress. “Thank you,” I replied as I swiftly continued down the hallway. The guard tried to call something after me, but I was moving too fast I didn’t hear anything he had to say. Even if I was walking normally, chances are I wouldn’t have heard him anyway. Not when anger and panic clouded my mind. I arrived at the end of the hallway and skidded to a stop when I realized there were two doors. “What do you think my love?” Wilson’s voice drafted from the door on the right. “You look amazing. The black goes perfectly with the wedding theme,” Lydia’s shrill voice responded. With shaky angry hands, I pushed open their door and barged into the room. Wilson and Freya were hugging tightly and broke apart frazzled as I stared at them. Freya seemed normal enough but my eyes narrow

Chapter 13Lydia’s POV“What do you mean? Everything’s so nice, and you look breathtaking, Lydia. So what’s the problem?” She asked confused.I shook my head with a sigh.“I don’t know, but my wolf, Drusilla, is uneasy. And she loves Darwin, so I can’t figure out why." Just as I replied, the orchestra started playing a violin rendition of Ed Sheeran’s Thinking Out Loud, and a bright spotlight shone on me, signaling the beginning of the wedding walk.With jitters in my stomach and a reassuring squeeze from Lily, I began to carefully descend the staircase.“I’m sure it’s nothing. Just smile and enjoy the moment,” Lily replied softly as Katrina caught wind of our conversation and shot me a concerned look.I gave her a nod and plastered the brightest smile I could on my face.As I got to the base of the stairs, Lily handed me over to Darwin, and he gently led me before the pack elder, who was officiating the ceremony.“Everyone rise! We are gathered here to witness the joining ceremony be

Chapter 15Lydia’s POVI pressed my palms against my too-hot cheeks and paced outside the bathroom door.“Are you sure you’re okay in there?!”I cringed the moment it touched my lips; it sounded like I was expecting an invitation to join him, and I heard Darwin chuckle from inside.“Lydia I’m taking a bath. I promise I’m fine,” he replied as I shook my head to clear Drusilla’s thoughts.Of course he’s fine! His wolf must have healed him by now. And yet, I can’t help the worry that takes over me at the slightest thought of him being hurt.“Okay! I’ll just…” I trailed off, unsure of what to say, as I turned awkwardly and walked back to the bed.Darwin said something in reply that sounded suspiciously like he was laughing, but I ignored him and proceeded to change the bedsheets. Just because it’s something to do and I like the feel of crispy, clean sheets against my skin.My skin prickled uncomfortably at the thought that I was alone in the room, and it was the perfect time to snoop agai

Chapter 17 Lydia’s POV “Move out of my way!” I hissed at Freya in irritation as the urge to pee flooded my senses. “What?! You can't be serious! I caught you snooping.” Freya grabbed my arm and tried to drag me back toward her. “Are you really going to pretend like I didn’t just see you?!” Freya was furious for some reason, and while I found it hella suspicious that she had literally just walked out of a wall, I couldn't dwell on it. Not while my bladder felt like it was about to burst. “I… Neeed… To... pee,” I hissed painfully as I pushed past her into the bathroom that I initially came for. With a sigh of relief, I pulled up my pants, walked up to the sink, and began to wash my hands calmly. The bathroom door pushed open, and Freya angrily walked in. “Lydia, you can't be here! How did you even find this place? Get out!” Freya hissed. “What the hell is your problem?” I grabbed a tissue and dried my hands while staring daggers at Freya. “It’s just a restroom. I needed to pee

Chapter 19 Lydia’s POV I sat on the floor in shock as Wilson barked out a laugh and stood to his feet. “You still don’t understand battle tactics, Ly,” he mocked as he patted my head and turned to face the crowd cheering for him. I vaguely felt the skin on my cheek knit back together and I numbly got to my feet. “Cheer up! You fought well too." A guard tried to speak to me as I walked out of the training ring. “Let her go! She’s a sore loser. It's always like that when she loses a battle,” I heard Wilson say as the crowd laughed. “It’s fine; I’ll just comfort her later." My brain ached and my eyes tingled as I struggled to hold back my tears. I wrapped my arms around my body and kept on walking blindly back into the palace. He doesn’t know me. He doesn’t know me. He doesn’t know me. How many years have I known Wilson yet he doesn’t know a thing about me? And me? I never believed him capable of such dishonorable battle tricks but I was wrong about this. What else could I b