Third POVRestless and anxious, a sense of unease slid over Harper's nerves. Want to hear story about her mother? Yes, absolutely yes. Growing up as an adopted child for 18 years, she had been wondering about her birth parents since she could remember. Until Carter gave her the most terrifying answer. And so did Karina. People rushed to give her bombshell-like responses. Thankfully, she survived the ordeal, but she was also growing increasingly afraid of this answer.After a few beats of silence, Harper cleared her throat and tentatively asked, "What kind of person is my mother?""I would say... Sofia is beautiful, talented, and... brave," Aldricus squinted his eyes slightly, lost in memories."Her name is Sofia?" Harper's voice was small, a restrained excitement seeping through, as if grasping at a lifeline."Yes. Sofia. In fact, Miss Laurier, you look a lot like your mother," Aldricus smiled faintly.Harper's cheeks flushed slightly. Aldricus put down his teacup and continued, "Deca
Third POVBeing called "the adopted freak," and "Alpha's ugly miracle" thousands of times, you have grown to accept that this might be your destiny. This is what Harper has experienced.But there are always a few moments when "hope" quietly emerges from her heart, that she could find her biological parents, the ones who wanted to spoil her just like Kelly.Yes, many times, Harper envied Kelly. All those claims that "spoiling your child is harmful" were just sour grapes. She hoped, longed for, and was dying to be spoiled.That's why she let out a small sob when Aldricus said, "I guess Sofia had cast some protective spells on you before she sent you away. This could explain the residual magical energy I can sense from you."Aldricus smiled, "That's also one of the reasons I could recognize you.""Thanks… thanks for telling me all the truth, Mr. Aldricus." Harper blew her nose, "They mean a lot to me.""In fact, if you're willing, I can show you the image of Sofia from my memories." Aldr
Third POVHarper opened the door, Wyatt poking his head around it. "I was wondering if you need a bedtime stroll, Puppy."Harper swallowed nervously, "Great. But I thought at this time, you should be continuing with the warriors. As tomorrow is the day we break into the palace."Wyatt raised an eyebrow, "If my warriors still need my guidance on the eve of battle, that only means I'm a useless Alpha."Amusement flickered across Harper's face, "You know I don't mean that." She shrugged, "It seems like I can only take a walk with you as a way to compensate.""Do you think I should bring a jacket?" Harper hesitated by the rack of clothes."I think you could just dress down," Wyatt said with a little blush on his face, "Noah would like to meet with Mila if you're up for it. I know a place around here, the woods by the lake, that would be good for our wolves."Wyatt's deep voice successfully stirred all of Harper's senses. The forest, the lake, the moonlight, and the possibility of being na
Third POVCarter opened his mouth to say something, but his voice choked in his throat. His pupils narrowed dramatically, as if he had seen a ghost."Easy," Sofia grinned, "as long as you give me a satisfying answer, we'll both have a pleasant evening."Carter put away his out-of-control expression and replaced it with his usual aloofness and seriousness. But his slightly trembling fingers betrayed him. Sofia reaches out and touches the hand that Carter has gripped the door with, Carter quickly pulls his hand back as if he's been electrocuted.Sofia giggledand said, "Alpha Carter, shouldn't you invite me in for a break? You know, the Witch Dungeon to your house is a long enough distance for me." Carter's eyes were wary and Sofia scowled at him playfully, after a few seconds Carter opened the door.Sofia stepped inside, she looked around and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw the huge family photo in the living room. "Wow, it seems like you have a happy family. Look at your daug
Third POVThe entire King City glowed a golden hue in the setting sun, once one of the continent's most dazzling landmarks. All shapeshifters had yearned for this land, but it had gradually lost its luster.The temperature in the square was pleasant, as tonight would be the last full moon before autumn arrives. It was the perfect time for a wolf to unleash their greatest power.Simon was clad in a deep red robe adorned with intricately arranged gems. He was so ready for that golden crown, all he had to do was wait for the night to come. In the moonlight, he would ascend as the new king.At least, that's what he believed.The square was surrounded by several circles of soldiers armed with custom-made firearms, a mixture of bear and wolf army members.A few werewolves tried to resist this absurd scene, proclaiming that they wouldn't tolerate bears defiling their homeland. Their protests were silenced by a few bullets. The bodies were removed, and absolute silence fell over the square.K
Third POVThe witches focused all their attention on Harper. One of the taller women waved her arms and perked up. Immediately afterward, Harper got the feeling of weightlessness. Time and space were frozen. Harper knew she was locked. For just a moment, she lost all sense of her body except for her last remnant consciousness.A faint and muffled cry came through, " Harper--!"Harper knew that it was Wyatt. She tried to turn around, but like a bug in honey, her limbs couldn't break free of the heavy air around her. Wyatt's voice faded until Harper heard a muffled blow, accompanied by Wyatt's hiss, and Harper's breath caught in her throat.Harper begins to struggle as hard as he can, in vain.Just do something.Harper bites her tongue until she tastes blood. The sting brought her some sensation back. The moans of the wolves in pain reached her ears more clearly. harper thought about what the elder Aldricus had said, the power of the mind and soul. It was hard for her to discern how the
Third POVThe corridors of the busy medical stations were filled with a sense of urgency as Harper went about her duties."Harper," a voice beckoned, "this patient's wounds require attention." Harper nodded in acknowledgment, her hands deftly changing an IV bag before pushing a medical cart through the labyrinthine corridors of the wards.In the aftermath of a devastating conflict sparked by Simon, the once vibrant King City was now in chaos. The haze of smoke lingered in the air, a poignant reminder of the scars left by the fighting on the streets.King City's infirmary was stretched to its limits by the number of wounded, making medical resources a precious commodity. Wyatt set up makeshift medical stations in the palace to extend aid to those with less serious injuries.While still on her path to full recovery, Harper's steadfast determination prompted Wyatt to concede, granting her the role of a temporary nurse.As weeks of hard work pass, Harper and the Healers tirelessly patch u
Warning: This chapter contains explicit language and mature content. Third POV Wyatt felt the heat building in his groin when he saw the vague desire coursing through Harper's bright emerald eyes as well. They hadn't had more than a kiss to touch in a long time, not since the war had happened. And at this moment, When he once again fully encircled Harper completely in his arms, their bodies pressed against each other. He could feel every rise and fall in the lines of her body, and the constant rise and fall of her breathing from the kiss she had just received, the constant scent of her body. They were all seducing him. Part of his body ached from the swelling, and his eyes, deep with desire, leaked all his thoughts. "Harper," Wyatt's voice was tight and low, "I think we should go back to the bedroom." Both of them could hear each other's heartbeats growing stronger. There was a wonderful electric current between their bodies. Harper opened her mouth slightly, her voice trem