SEBASTIAN'S POV.I couldn't believe what I was seeing. There she was, lying on the hospital bed, looking so pale and lifeless. My heart sank as I realized how close I had come to losing her. The guilt weighed heavily on my chest, and I struggled to hold back tears.I sat down beside her bed and took her hand in mine. It was cold to the touch, and I could feel the shallow rise and fall of her chest. I wanted to reach out and shake her awake, to make her open her eyes and look at me, but I knew it wasn't that simple.The physician had told me that she was stable for now, but the damage had been done. The wound on her head was deep, and it would take time for her to heal. I couldn't bear the thought of her lying there, unconscious and vulnerable.I sat there for what felt like hours, watching her, waiting for any sign of improvement. I felt so helpless, so useless. I couldn't do anything to make her better, and it was killing me inside.The longer I sat there, the more I realized how muc
SEBASTIAN'S POV.I wake up in a cold sweat, my heart pounding in my chest. It takes me a moment to remember where I am, to shake off the lingering tendrils of the nightmare that had gripped me. But as soon as I do, the memory of Hailee floods back into my mind, and I feel a surge of panic.I can't help but think of her lying there in that hospital bed, so still and pale. The memory of her bloodied body haunts me, and I can't shake the feeling of guilt that I carry with me. I should have been there for her, should have protected her from whatever had caused her so much pain.But instead, I had been with Clara, ignoring the outside world as if it didn't matter. And now, Hailee lay in that hospital bed, fighting for her life, while I sat here in my own room, helpless to do anything about it.I try to shake off the feelings of despair and focus on what I can do to help her. Maybe there's something I can do to speed up her recovery, to make the pain go away. But as soon as I start to think
I woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. At first, I couldn't remember where I was, but then it all came flooding back to me. I was in Sebastian's packhouse, recovering from a head injury. I took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief. The last few days had been a blur of pain and confusion, but now I was starting to feel like myself again.As I lay there in the soft bed, I looked around the room. It was simple, but cozy. The walls were painted a soft blue, and there were a few potted plants scattered around. The sunlight filtered in through the window, casting a warm glow over everything.I couldn't help but smile. It had been a long time since I had felt this peaceful. For the first time in a while, I didn't feel like I was constantly fighting for my life. The knowledge that I was safe here, at least for now, was a comforting thought.I stretched my arms above my head, feeling the stiffness in my muscles from lying in bed for so long. But even the discomfort couldn't bring me d
HAILEE'S POV.I was livid. How dare he track me like that without my knowledge or consent? And then he had the audacity to attack my pack? I couldn't believe he would stoop so low.I stormed into Dolph's office, my anger palpable. "What the hell is going on, Dolph?" I demanded. "Why is Sebastian attacking my pack?"Dolph looked at me with a mix of annoyance and concern. "Hailee, calm down. Sebastian has reason to believe that the rogues are targeting you and your pack. He's just trying to protect you."I scoffed. "Protect me? By attacking my pack? That's not protection, Dolph. That's aggression."Dolph sighed. "Hailee, I know you're upset. But Sebastian is doing what he thinks is best for you. And for the record, your pack defended themselves. No one was hurt."I grudgingly accepted his explanation, but I still couldn't shake the feeling of betrayal. How could Sebastian do this to me? After everything we had been through?I made my way to his office, my anger simmering just beneath th
I lay in my room, staring up at the ceiling as my mind raced with thoughts of my upcoming birthday and my plans for the future. I needed to do something, to make a move before I turned twenty and things got even more complicated.With a determined look on my face, I got up from my bed and headed out into the night. I made my way to the library, hoping to find some evidence against Sebastian that I could use against him.As I searched through the dusty tomes, I suddenly heard a noise and looked up to see Sebastian standing before me."What are you doing here?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady."I could ask you the same thing," he replied, his eyes fixed on me.I didn't know what to do. I couldn't just run away, not with him blocking my only exit. So I stood there, feeling trapped and vulnerable."Why did you attack my pack, even after I told you not to?" I asked, my voice shaking slightly."It wasn't me, Hailee," he said, his expression softening. "It was my wolf. He was in c
As I walked down the hallway, I couldn't help but worry about Sebastian's strange behavior. Was he possessed or something? It was unlike him to act so cold and distant towards me. I kept replaying the events of the previous day in my head, trying to figure out what had gone wrong. Just then, the Seer walked in. He was wearing a long black robe that made him look even more mysterious than usual. His behavior was strange too, as he kept glancing nervously at me before addressing Sebastian. "Your Highness, I must speak with you privately," the Seer said, his voice low and urgent. Sebastian stood up and followed him out of the room, leaving me alone at the breakfast table. I sighed, wondering what was going on. It seemed like everyone was keeping secrets from me.Later that day, I received a message from Sebastian asking me to meet him at the library. I tried not to think too much about the way we had left things the night before and put on my bravest face as I headed to the library.
I stepped into Sebastian's room, my eyes scanning the space before me. Everything was in its proper place, as always. His bed was neatly made, with pillows fluffed and arranged symmetrically. The curtains were drawn, casting a soft glow across the room, and the carpet was vacuumed to perfection. It was clear that Sebastian was meticulous about the way his space was organized.The desk in the corner of the room was free of clutter, with only a few pens and a notebook resting on its surface. His bookshelf was arranged alphabetically, with each book aligned perfectly with the others. Even the photos on his dresser were lined up with precision, each one perfectly straight and evenly spaced.As I continued to examine the room, I couldn't help but marvel at how well-ordered everything was. It was almost as if Sebastian's space was a reflection of his mind, structured and methodical. It was in stark contrast to my own messy room, with clothes strewn about and books piled high.Despite the or
HAILEE'S POV.Sebastian's grip on me was so tight that I struggled to breathe. I could see the anger in his eyes as he held me against the wall. "Don't you ever go down there again," he warned me through gritted teeth.I tried to speak, but his hold was too strong. Finally, he released me, stepping back as if he had suddenly realized something. "Just leave, Hailee," he said, his voice now soft and gentle.I stumbled out of his grasp, gasping for air. As I made my way back to my room, tears streamed down my face. I couldn't believe that Sebastian had been the one to move his parents' graves without telling anyone. How could he do something like that?My mind was racing with questions as I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. How had my father really died? And why had Sebastian taken my sacred chain from me? I knew I had to get to the bottom of all this.Determined, I got out of bed and headed back to the cemetery. As I dug up Sebastian's father's grave, tears streamed down my face. I co