Elaine’s POV I woke up hours later, feeling disoriented and a bit confused. The events of the past few days were a blur, and I had to shake off the heaviness that clung to me. I pushed myself up from the bed, noticing immediately how light I felt. It was as if a weight had been lifted from my body. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and stood up, feeling a surprising ease in my movements.Making my way to the bathroom, I felt a strange sense of agility and grace that I had never experienced before. My steps were light, almost silent, and my limbs moved with a fluidity that felt completely alien. It was like I was inhabiting someone else's body, someone who was much more in tune with their physical abilities than I had ever been.In the bathroom, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My reflection was different, almost unrecognizable. My eyes, once a deep brown, now had a faint, almost imperceptible silver sheen. My skin seemed to glow with an inner light, and there was
Killian’s POV The grand hall was filled with the hum of anticipation as the guests, dressed in their finest, gathered for the coronation. The air was thick with the scent of incense and the sound of distant drums, setting a solemn yet festive atmosphere. The hall was adorned with banners and tapestries, all bearing the sigil of our kingdom. The marble floor shone under the light of countless chandeliers, each crystal reflecting the magnificence of the event.I stood at the end of the aisle, feeling the weight of the moment. My heart pounded in my chest, not just from the gravity of becoming the alpha king, but also from the complexities of the decisions I had made. I walked forward and the room fell into a reverent silence. The elders and ministers stood in their ceremonial robes, their faces a mixture of pride and expectation.Leah stood beside me, resplendent in a regal gown that accentuated her beauty. Her eyes sparkled with triumph and ambition. She was my chosen queen, the on
Elaine’s POV I stood there, still reeling from the shock of seeing Elaine, a mix of emotions churned within me. Confusion and joy warred with each other as I thought about the fact that I now had a father—Elder Thorne. It was surreal. I would have sworn that my father would have been a human, not a werewolf. After all, until the moon goddess changed me, I had been human.Thorne's presence brought a strange sense of comfort, despite the chaos surrounding us. He was a figure of strength and stability, and I knew he didn't have a mate because he hadn't met her yet. He held out for his true soul mate, refusing to settle for anyone else. His mansion, one of the grandest in the kingdom, was a testament to his wealth and status. More importantly, he was Killian's most trusted friend among the elders.Thorne had convinced me to attend this coronation, though it was the last place I wanted to be. The weight of the accusations against me hung heavily over my head. They all thought I was a m
Elaine’s POV As I moved through the crowd, I could feel the weight of their stares. Most of the guests kept their distance, retreating as far as they could while still maintaining the illusion of mingling. Their whispered conversations and furtive glances followed me, but I held my head high, my expression composed and unbothered.Some of them tried to glare at me, their eyes filled with judgment and disdain. It was almost laughable. They had no idea how powerful I truly was now. I felt a surge of strength coursing through me, a power that none of them could comprehend or challenge.Occasionally, a brave soul would approach, offering polite, if strained, greetings. I responded with a courteous nod, my demeanor regal and unwavering. I was no longer the scared and desperate girl they thought they knew. I had been reborn, and my newfound strength radiated from every pore.In one corner, I saw a group of elders huddled together, their eyes occasionally darting in my direction. They w
Elaine’s POVI sat at the bar, nursing my whiskey and watching Leah storm off, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see my father, Elder Thorne, standing beside me with a concerned expression.“Elaine,” he said softly, his voice cutting through the noise of the celebration. “Are you alright?”I managed a small smile. “I’m fine. Just... adjusting.”He nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. “I know this isn’t easy, but you’re strong. Remember that.”“I will,” I replied, appreciating his reassurance more than I could express.Thorne squeezed my shoulder gently. “I need to speak with a few people, but I’ll be nearby if you need anything.”“Thank you,” I said, watching as he walked away to mingle with the other guests.A moment later, Orlo, Killian’s best friend, approached me. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with an easygoing demeanour that contrasted sharply with the tension around us. He leaned against the bar, studying me with curious eyes.“Elaine,” he began, his tone casu
Killian’s POVI couldn't tear my eyes away from Elaine and Orlo as they moved gracefully across the dance floor. Anger simmered beneath my skin, each step they took together feeling like a deliberate provocation. Orlo had always enjoyed testing my limits, but this was different. This was personal.Elaine, in her elegant black dress, exuded a confidence that seemed to taunt me. Her every movement was poised and assured, a stark contrast to the Elaine I remembered. Now, she stood tall and unbothered, commanding attention and respect, while I stood on the sidelines, seething.Orlo caught my eye, his expression annoyingly amused. He knew exactly what he was doing, and the satisfaction in his gaze only fueled my rage. He spun Elaine around, her laughter ringing out softly, and I clenched my fists at my sides."What the hell is he thinking?" I muttered under my breath. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of jealousy and frustration swirling within me. Orlo's audacity to cozy up to Elaine,
Elaine’s POV The journey back home felt interminable, every step heavier than the last. Exhaustion clung to me, not just from the night's events but from the emotional turmoil that had been my constant companion. I crossed the threshold of my home, the weight of it all seemed to settle more deeply on my shoulders. The powerful feeling that had surged through me earlier now felt hollow, leaving me adrift and unsure.I dropped into a chair, the silence of the room pressing in around me. Despite the strength coursing through my veins, a deep sense of loss gnawed at me. It wasn't just physical fatigue; it was a profound disorientation, a feeling of being untethered. I'd come back to this world with a burning desire for revenge, but now, sitting here alone, I couldn't shake the feeling that my purpose was slipping through my fingers. That I don’t know my real purpose after all. The Moon Goddess had promised so much, had shown me a path and then... nothing. Since waking up, she had been
Elaine’s POV The maids in my father's mansion were a breath of fresh air in an otherwise suffocating existence. Unlike the nobles and elders who couldn't look at me without suspicion or disdain, these women saw me as a person rather than a prisoner.They were mostly a few years older than me, their youthful energy and genuine kindness providing a stark contrast to the hostility I'd faced elsewhere. It didn’t take long before I found myself spending more time in their company, seeking solace in the ordinary, everyday tasks they performed around the house.This afternoon, I found myself in the kitchen, where the maids were bustling about, preparing for dinner. The smell of freshly baked bread and simmering stew filled the air, wrapping me in a comforting embrace."Elaine, would you like to help us with the vegetables?" asked Sarah, one of the maids. Her brown eyes sparkled with warmth, and she handed me a knife and a basket of fresh produce.I smiled, grateful for the distraction. "Sur