Jenny’s POVI could feel the weight of Elijah's words crashing down on me as he yelled in frustration. Guilt gnawed at me, I knew I shouldn't have left the room. His concern was valid, my life was in danger, but the silence about the threat was suffocating. I was certain it was his mother behind it all, but why the secrecy? Why keep me in the dark about the looming danger?The room felt like a prison, each wall closing in on me. I refused to be a helpless pawn in someone else's game. With each passing moment, the need to speak up, to defend myself and my unborn child, grew stronger. Elijah's misguided attempt to protect me by confining me felt like a cage. I couldn't allow fear to dictate my actions; I needed to find my voice, to fight for my safety and that of my child.Elijah's intentions stemmed from a place of concern, but his approach only fueled my resolve to break free from this confinement. I needed to confront the threat head-on, to face the enemy, even if it meant standing a

Elijah’s POVI sat in my room, the memories of my mother flooding my mind, each one a painful reminder of the drastic change in her demeanor. It all started after the tragic loss of my father. I vividly remember how she used to be before his untimely death gentle, caring, and loving to everyone around her. But everything changed that fateful day.The sorrow and anger she felt transformed her into someone unrecognizable. Her once sweet nature turned into a constant state of anger and authority. She became overly protective of me, to the point where her actions started to harm those closest to me, including my wife and our unborn child. The woman who once showered us with love was now a source of fear and distress.The breaking point came when her actions endangered my wife and child. I had to make a difficult decision to protect my family. I had no choice but to have her locked up for the safety of everyone involved. The weight of that decision felt heavy on my shoulders, knowing that

Chapter 175Elijah’s POVI sat on my throne, overseeing the preparations for the ceremony. Today marks a pivotal moment in my life as I announce my marriage to Jenny and crown her Luna. The weight of responsibility hangs heavy in the air as I give instructions, ensuring every detail is perfect. Despite the heightened security measures, a sense of unease lingers within me. My mother, once a formidable threat, is now confined, yet the fear of the unknown lingers, a reminder that danger can arise from unexpected places.As I watch the hustle and bustle of the ceremony preparations, my mind races with conflicting emotions. Excitement intertwines with apprehension, creating a whirlwind of feelings. The thought of Jenny becoming Luna fills me with pride, knowing she will stand by my side as we lead our pack. Yet, the shadow of uncertainty looms large, casting doubt on the peace we have fought so hard to achieve.The presence of extra security offers a semblance of reassurance, a shield agai

Elijah’s POVI dashed to my room, heart pounding like a drum, each step echoing in the silence of the house. The guard's words lingered in my mind, a chilling reminder of the danger that lurked within our pack. Pushing open the door, a scene straight out of a nightmare greeted me an empty room painted in crimson hues, a stark contrast to the usual calm that filled these walls. Blood, a stark and unwelcome guest, splattered across the floor and walls, a macabre tapestry of fear.Fear, raw and unyielding, gripped my heart in its icy embrace. Jenny, missing in a sea of scarlet. Panic clawed at the edges of my mind, threatening to consume me whole. Questions swirled like a tempest in my thoughts Who would dare to harm her? Why would they do such a heinous act?Amid the chaos, a whisper of doubt slithered into my mind. Could it be my mother behind this sinister act? The mere thought sent shivers down my spine. But how could it be possible? My mother, confined to her room, a prisoner of her

Elijah’s POV“Go through the front and distract the guards” I ordered Jacob to lead his men through the front door.“What about you?” Jacob asked curiously“Don't worry about me” I replied, “I know a short cut”As I entered the backdoor of the warehouse, a wave of fear washed over me, and the metallic scent of blood filled the air. My heart pounded in my chest as I cautiously moved forward, each step echoing in the eerie silence of the dimly lit space. The shadows danced ominously, playing tricks on my mind.I could feel the tension building up inside me, a mix of dread and determination. Thoughts of Jenny's safety consumed my mind, pushing me to move faster despite the fear clawing at my insides. The adrenaline surged through me, heightening my senses as I scanned every corner, every shadow, searching for any sign of her.Suddenly I heard the sound of a gunshot up the stairs, I quickly raced up the stairs, my heart pounding in my chest, I burst into the room only to be met with a sce