I woke up to the gentle caress of the morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. A sense of contentment washed over me as I stretched my limbs beneath the covers. Last night's memories flooded back, and a soft blush warmed my cheeks. The memory of our kiss brought a smile to my lips.With a yawn, I pushed the blankets aside and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. The floor felt cool against my bare feet as I made my way to the bathroom. As the water splashed against my skin, I couldn't help but let my thoughts drift back to the events of the past days – the chaos, the recovery, and the unexpected connection that had blossomed between Adolph and me.After my refreshing shower, I dressed in comfortable attire and headed to the pack's clinic. The scene that greeted me there was heartwarming. The once-bustling clinic was now quieter, with fewer patients in need of care. The sickness had finally begun to subside, and I could feel a sense of relie
Adolph stood in Scarlett's room, his heart heavy with shock and worry. It was a scene he could hardly believe, Scarlett lying on the floor so lifelessly. Swiftly overcoming his initial disbelief, he moved to her side and carefully cradled her in his arms.Gently, he lifted her fragile form from the floor and laid her down on the bed. Adolph's brow furrowed as he scanned her face, searching for any signs of life. Seeing her so pale and motionless stirred a deep pain within him.Determined to take action, Adolph turned his attention to the head maidservant, who stood nearby, her own face etched with worry. "Go to the Pack's doctor immediately," he instructed, his voice urgent. "Tell him about Luna, and ask him to come as quickly as possible."The head maidservant nodded and rushed out of the room, her steps quick and purposeful. Adolph's gaze lingered on the door for a moment before he turned back to Luna, his heart clenching as he watched over her.As moments passed, Adolph's anxiety
The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a soft glow over the quiet streets of the pack's territory. In the midst of this calm, a knock shattered the stillness, echoing with an urgency that left Louis startled. Rising from his seat beside Anna, his wife, he exchanged a bewildered glance with her before making his way to the door.As he swung the door open, the sight of a guard standing before him in the darkness only deepened Louis' confusion. "What brings you here at this hour?" Louis inquired, his brow furrowed in puzzlement.The guard's expression held a mixture of concern and haste. "Alpha Adolph sent for you, Louis," the guard explained, his voice urgent. "It's about Scarlett."The mention of Luna Scarlett's name sent a chill down Louis' spine. The urgency in the guard's voice was palpable, and without hesitation, Louis nodded, his heart racing with worry. He turned to Anna, his eyes filled with a mixture of anxiety and determination. "Stay here, my love," he told her, his vo
Louis made his way back to his home, his thoughts swirling like a tempest within. As he entered his home, a sense of weariness clung to him, a physical manifestation of the mental strain he was under. He wondered who could be behind the troubles that had befallen the palace, the unsettling events that threatened the peace of their pack.The list of suspects was short, but Louis was hesitant to jump to conclusions. Lady Isabella and her son remained the primary figures in his mind, their motives and actions casting a shadow of suspicion. However, he was determined to gather concrete evidence before drawing any final judgments.The night was still and quiet as Louis sat on the edge of his bed, lost in his thoughts. His mind raced with possibilities, his determination to uncover the truth a driving force within him. He couldn't rest, not while Scarlett's condition remained a mystery.Suddenly, a creak in the floorboards drew his attention, and Louis looked up to find Anna, his wife, st
The morning sun cast a warm golden hue over the palace, but the atmosphere within its walls was far from tranquil. Louis arrived, his face etched with worry and determination, ready to face the challenges of the day ahead. He wasted no time, immediately seeking out information that might lead him to the truth.His inquiry about anyone leaving the palace yielded a resounding "no," leaving him baffled. As he stood in the grand hall, his gaze sweeping over the gathered staff, an idea struck him. He ordered a roll call, determined to account for each and every person within the palace's walls.One by one, the staff members answered the roll call, their voices carrying a mix of anxiety and anticipation. To Louis' surprise, everyone was accounted for, leaving him at a loss for words. The realization that the enemy could be closer than he thought sent a shiver down his spine.As the roll call concluded, Louis' mind raced with possibilities. If everyone was accounted for, then the person resp
Lady Isabella entered her room, the mask of false concern still fixed upon her face. She hadn't been back long when a soft knock on her door drew her attention. Her son, Liam, stood there, his eyes curious as they landed on her slightly swollen face."Mother, what happened to your face?" Liam's voice was tinged with concern, his brows furrowing as he studied her.Lady Isabella offered a dismissive wave of her hand, feigning nonchalance. "I put on a show for Adolph," she admitted, her voice carrying a note of triumph. "I wanted to appear innocent and concerned."Liam's lips curled into a smirk, a glint of approval in his eyes. "Clever," he commented, his voice low. "But what if he discovers the truth?"Lady Isabella's gaze met her son's, her expression confident. "He won't," she said firmly. "I've covered my tracks well."As they spoke, their conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door. Both of them turned their attention toward the entrance, surprise flickering in their eyes.
Adolph's expression was grim as he issued his instructions. The guards led the maid to a secure cell, locking her away as Adolph pondered her fate. The truth they sought was elusive, but they were determined to uncover the depths of her treachery.As the hours passed, a somber air hung over the palace chambers. Adolph's resolve had only grown stronger, his determination to unravel the threads of deception unwavering. He knew the time had come for answers, for the truth to be brought into the light.In a dimly lit room, Louis stood alongside Adolph, their eyes fixed on the maid as she was brought in for interrogation. Her eyes flickered with a mixture of fear and defiance, a tension in the air palpable as they prepared to confront her.Louis stepped forward, his voice steady yet firm. "Why did you poison Scarlett?" he demanded, his gaze piercing as he locked onto hers.The maid's voice quivered, her expression conflicted as she hesitated. "I didn't want to hurt anyone," she began, her
Louis stood alongside the guard who had accompanied him, his gaze fixed on the maid who awaited her fate. The air was heavy with the weight of the decisions that had led them to this point. As he entered the cell, he could sense the tension emanating from the maid, her eyes a mixture of fear and resignation."Wait," Louis instructed the guards, his voice firm yet measured. He stepped closer to the maid, his expression a mixture of solemnity and compassion.The maid's eyes flickered with a mix of surprise and uncertainty as Louis spoke to her. "I know you didn't act alone," he began, his tone measured. "There were others involved, and I know who they are."Her gaze locked onto Louis', a mixture of disbelief and unease evident in her eyes. Louis held her gaze, his expression unwavering. "You have a choice," he continued, his voice a mixture of sincerity and warning. "You can either die alone, or you can confess now and ensure that your accomplices face the consequences as well."The ma