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My Luna my bride one hundred and eighteen
Drake's POVAs I lay on my bed, my mind raced with thoughts of my next move. I had finally managed to divert Dante's attention towards his marriage with Evelyn, creating the perfect opportunity for me to make my move and claim the throne that had always been out of my reach. For far too long, I had lived in Dante's shadow, watching him possess everything I desired. But now, it was my turn to gather everything he held dear right under his nose, without him suspecting a thing.I already have some elders by my side, I remember the last meeting we had and Dante almost caught us but we were so quick to divert his attention to the witches. ***Flashback**"We already have four votes in your Favour, my lord. But we need more" one of the elders said."And you also need support from other Alpha, in case he wants to wedge a war," another elder said."What about the others? Are they still bent on supporting Dante" I asked curiously, the other elders have been proving too stubborn. As for the A
My Luna my bride one hundred and nineteen
Evelyn’s POVAs I sat in the bathtub, the warm water enveloping me, my mind wandered to Dante. He had just dropped the bombshell that we would be getting married tomorrow. A surge of happiness washed over me, finally felt like I could have him in my life. But deep down, I knew the real reason behind his sudden proposal.He wanted to make things right for the sake of our baby but Dante had no idea that the baby growing inside me wasn't his. It was a complicated situation, but I didn't care. I was willing to do anything for my future and that of my child, even if it meant marrying someone under pretenses.Emotions swirled within me, a mix of joy and guilt. I couldn't deny the happiness that bubbled up inside me at the thought of being with Dante. Yet, a pang of guilt tugged at my heart, knowing that our union was based on a lie. But my baby's future was at stake, and I would go to any lengths to ensure their well-being.I hurriedly stepped out of the bathtub, water dripping from my body
My Luna my bride one hundred and twenty
Evelyn’s POVI tried to push myself up from the bed, but a sharp pain shot through my head and waist, making it impossible to move. My vision was blurry as I blinked my eyes open, and I rubbed my hand against my forehead, hoping to clear the fog. Slowly, my surroundings came into focus, and I noticed that my hand was connected to a drip.As I looked up, I saw Dante, Drake, and the doctor all gathered around me, their faces filled with concern. Something was wrong, and their expressions confirmed it. I instinctively reached up to touch my head and felt the presence of a bandage there. It was a stark reminder that I had been injured, but my memory was hazy, and the last thing I could recall was the room shaking before my maid, Lilian, attacked me.Confusion and worry flooded my thoughts as I tried to piece together what had happened. How did I end up in this state? What had transpired after Lilian's attack? The uncertainty gnawed at me,At that moment, I couldn't help but feel a mix of e
My Luna my bride one hundred and twenty one
Dante’s POVAs Evelyn's words pierced through the air, my world turned upside down. Lilian, one of my most trusted maids, accused of being a witch? It felt like a cruel joke, something out of a nightmare. How could a witch have been living within the walls of my palace, among my people?The news hit me like a thunderbolt. Leaving the hospital, I rushed to my room, seeking solace in the familiarity of my own space. Anger coursed through my veins, fueling my every thought. I couldn't help but feel a sense of personal failure, questioning my ability to protect and discern the truth. How did I let this happen? How did I allow a witch to dwell so close to me and my people?The weight of responsibility pressed heavily upon my shoulders. I had always strived to be a leader my people could rely on, a protector of their well-being. Discovering Lilian's true nature shattered that image. Doubt crept into my mind, clouding my judgment. Had I been blind to the signs? How many other secrets lay hid
My Luna my bride one hundred and twenty two
Drake's POVI sat on my bed, the weight of pain and anger crushing through my veins. It was unfathomable to believe that Evelyn had lost our baby, even though I had denied the pregnancy and made her pin it on Dante. But deep down, I couldn't help but feel the loss of something precious, and it was all because of those damn witches. If Lilian hadn't attacked Evelyn, she would still be with our child.The pain of the loss was unbearable. It was a heavy burden to carry, knowing that my actions had inadvertently led to this tragedy. I couldn't help but feel like all my plans were falling apart. My plan of distracting Dante with Evelyn has failed.The emotions overwhelmed me. The pain, anger, and sadness intertwined, creating a storm within my heart. I couldn't believe that this was happening. Frustration boiled inside me like a volcano ready to erupt. I grabbed the nearest objects and hurled them across the room, their crashing sounds echoing my outrage. My heart pounded in my chest, and
My Luna my bride one hundred and twenty three
Drake’s POVI was sitting on the chair at Elijah's palace, waiting for him to arrive. I had this plan in my mind, I wanted to win him over and convince him to fight alongside me against my brother Dante. Elijah is a powerful Alpha, and with him on my side, I felt like victory was guaranteed.And just then I saw Elijah walking into the room. The look on his face was priceless, surprise mixed with curiosity. I could tell he didn't expect to see me there. It made me feel a rush of emotions excitement, nervousness, and a bit of uncertainty.As Elijah approached, I stood up, trying to appear confident. I wanted to make a strong impression, to show him that I was serious about this alliance. But deep down, I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. Would he be open to the idea? Would he understand the importance of this fight?I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. This moment was crucial, not just for the battle ahead, but also for the bond between us. Elijah and I h
My Luna my bride one hundred and twenty four
Vanessa’s POVI sat in the garden, surrounded by my maids, enjoying the cool morning breeze. Some of them were giving me a soothing massage, while others simply kept me company. These past few months, I've been living a life fit for a queen, thanks to Elijah's unwavering care and attention.My stomach has grown significantly, and the midwife has warned me that labor could begin at any moment. It's a mix of happiness and fear that fills my heart. The maids have shared stories about the pain of childbirth, and it's natural to feel apprehensive. I wonder if I'll have the strength to endure it. But amidst the fear, there's an overwhelming sense of joy, knowing that soon I'll be cradling my beautiful baby in my arms.As I sat there, the garden came alive with the sounds of nature. The birds chirped melodiously, and the scent of blooming flowers filled the air. It was a serene moment, a calm before the storm. The anticipation of motherhood weighed heavily on my mind, but it was accompanied
My Luna my bride one hundred and twenty five
Vanessa’s POVI sat on the bed, my body tense with fear and uncertainty. The darkness behind the blindfold enveloped me, leaving me disoriented and vulnerable. My hands were tightly bound, restricting my movements and reminding me of my captivity. It felt like an eternity since I had been forcefully taken from the safety of the palace, and the absence of any explanations only deepened my apprehension.As I sat in silence, straining my ears for any sign of approaching footsteps or voices, a familiar scent wafted through the air. It danced around me, teasing my senses with its familiarity. My heightened sense of smell, a side effect of my pregnancy, seemed to amplify its presence. It was as if my wolf, my inner instinct, had awakened, urging me to pay attention.Confusion mingled with curiosity as I tried to place the scent. It was elusive, yet undeniably connected to someone I knew. My mind raced, sifting through memories and faces, desperately tr
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