Nathan's POVNathan walked with a heavy stride as he made his way back to his room. His mind was a mess, consumed by conflicting emotions that left him feeling lost and confused. The anger and hurt that had fueled his actions earlier were still simmering beneath the surface, but they were now joined by a gnawing sense of guilt and shame.He knew that he had crossed a line, that what he had done to Claire was unforgivable. He had used her body for his own pleasure, without any regard for her well-being or her feelings. He had treated her like a mere object, a plaything to be used and discarded as he saw fit. It was a despicable act, one that went against everything he had ever believed in.But even as he acknowledged the wrongness of his actions, Nathan couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction. A dark part of him had taken over, a primal, animalistic urge that had driven him to dominate and control Claire. It was a part of him that he had always tried to suppress, but now
Nathan leaned back in his chair, a sly grin spreading across his lips as he watched Harrison's expression change. The other man's eyes narrowed, his fists clenched at his sides as if he were struggling to keep his anger in check."Is that so?" Harrison finally spat out, his voice dripping with contempt. "You think you can just use these girls for your own pleasure and not give a damn about what happens to them?"Nathan shrugged, his grin widening. "Why not? It's not like they have any say in the matter. Besides, it's not like you have any right to judge me. I know damn well what you've been up to with some of the servant girls."Harrison's face turned bright red, his nostrils flaring with anger. "That's none of your business," he growled.Nathan chuckled. "I suppose not. But let's get one thing straight, Harrison. I am the prince of this kingdom. I can do whatever I damn well please, and nobody is going to stop me. So if I want to sleep with every girl in this palace, that's my prerog
Nathan's PovAs I walked away from the punishment room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The image of Claire's tear-streaked face kept flashing before my eyes. I knew deep down that what I did was wrong, but I couldn't bring myself to admit it. I felt like I had to punish her, to teach her a lesson, but at the same time, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was the one who needed to be taught.I tossed and turned in my bed that night, unable to get a peaceful sleep. My thoughts kept going back to Claire and the way she looked at me when I punished her. It was a mix of fear and confusion, and it tore at my heart. I knew I couldn't keep doing this to her, but I didn't know how to stop.The next morning, I made my way to the punishment room to see Claire. As soon as she saw me, she looked down at her feet, knowing what was coming next. I told her that there wasn't going to be any food for her until she accepted her wrongs, but she weakly tried to explain that it was Harrison wh
Claire POVI woke up feeling angry, frustrated, worried, and feeling horrible. The events of the previous day were still fresh in my mind. Nathan had punished me for something I didn't do. I couldn't understand why he would do that to me, especially after I had pledged my loyalty to him.I shivered as I hugged my knees to my chest, feeling completely alone and helpless. The cold, damp stone floor sent chills up my spine and I could feel my body trembling. I had been here for hours, maybe even a whole day, I wasn't sure anymore. Time seemed to stand still in this room.I couldn't believe Nathan had done this to me. He seemed like a different person. His eyes were cold and his voice was hard, he didn't even seem to care that I was suffering.I was in the punishment room, a small, windowless chamber that was no different from a cell. There was no bed, no light, and worst of all, there was no food. Nathan had said there would be no food for me until I accepted my wrong, but I knew I had d
Claire's POV:Claire heard the door creak open and her heart sank. She knew it was Nathan again. She quickly pulled her clothes to herself, trying to cover as much of her body as possible. She pushed herself to the wall at the end of the room, her eyes fixed on the door. Her mind was racing as she tried to come up with a plan, but she knew deep down that there was nothing she could do to stop him.But to her surprise, it wasn't Nathan who walked through the door. It was Harrison, the man who had brought her to this hellhole. She was shocked and confused. She had never seen him in this room before, and she couldn't understand why he was here now.Claire's voice was barely above a whisper as she pleaded with Harrison to leave. "Please, Harrison. You can't be here. Nathan will be furious if he finds out."Harrison's face twisted into a sneer. "Don't worry about Nathan. I can handle him. But right now, I'm here for you."Claire's heart raced in her chest. She had never felt more trapped t
Claire's POV Harrison's words hung in the air, and Claire's heart pounded in her chest. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. Escape? The idea seemed both tempting and terrifying. The thought of leaving this place, breaking free from Nathan's control, filled her with a flicker of hope. But the fear of the unknown and the consequences that awaited her if they were caught made her hesitate. Harrison's words reverberated through the room, mingling with the heavy silence that enveloped her. Claire's breath caught in her throat as she absorbed the weight of his suggestion. Escape? The very notion seemed like a distant dream, a glimmer of light in the darkness of her captivity. Her heart, torn between longing for freedom and the fear of the repercussions, thudded loudly against her ribcage. Her mind became a battleground, with hope and trepidation engaged in an intense struggle for dominance. Vivid images of a life beyond these suffocating walls danced before her eyes. She could a
Nathan's PovAs Nathan paced back and forth in his room, his thoughts were consumed with his recent behavior towards Claire. He couldn't help but feel guilty for how he had treated her. She didn't deserve to be locked up in that dark room, alone and hungry. But at the same time, he couldn't let his pack see him as weak. He had to maintain his dominance and show that he was in control.Nathan's wolf continued to taunt him, reminding him of how he had failed his mate. The beast inside of him demanded that he make things right with Claire, but Nathan was stubborn. He couldn't admit his mistakes, not even to himself. He was too consumed with his own pride and ego.But as the day went on, Nathan began to feel the weight of his actions. He knew that he had been too hard on Claire, and that he had been unfair. He didn't want to be the kind of mate that his wolf was accusing him of being, cold and unfeeling. He wanted to be the kind of mate that his Luna deserved, the kind that would love and
Nathan stormed out of his chambers, his mind still consumed with anger and frustration. As he walked down the hallway, he heard the sound of a door slamming shut, and he knew that Velma had finally left. He didn't care; he was too busy thinking about what she had said about Claire.The thought of his mate being hurt and alone in that punishment room made his blood boil, but he refused to apologize. His pride and ego were too strong, and he couldn't let himself appear weak in front of his pack.As he walked into the punishment room, he saw Claire curled up in a ball in the corner, her eyes closed tightly as if trying to block out the world. Nathan's heart clenched at the sight of her, but he quickly pushed those feelings aside."Get up," he said coldly, his voice echoing through the small room. Claire slowly opened her eyes and looked up at him, fear etched on her face.She stood up slowly, wincing as she did so. Nathan didn't care; he was too angry to be gentle. He turned and walked o