Noah. "Today, we are here to witness the execution of the Barlows. Bran Barlow, the former Head Council, is found guilty of tax evasion and high treason. Bran abused his power to plan for treason against The King. He threatened three councilmen to support his plan, which fortunately still knew their limit. Bran also tried to ruin the relationship between the King and his brother. Hence, his family and servant be executed by hanging and dismembered their bodies."The acting Head of Council, Oswald, read the announcement making the spectators in the center of the town gasp. Some of them murmured that they didn't believe the accusation, while some others cursed at them. I watched Bran and Flora. They stood on the platform with both legs and wrists shackled with silver, and their neck was circled with ropes. Their clothes were torn, and several fresh wounds were visible on their face. They didn't pledge innocent anymore. The light had left their eyes. I didn't know what Nash did to dri

Violette. Noah was right. Each day I felt like I was about to lose my mind because of a damn passion for him. It was getting harder that I had a wolf inside me now. It kept trying to come to the surface and just jumped on Noah. I had been struggling to keep myself together these past few days, but that couldn't be said to Noah because he seemed okay. It was as if the oncoming Red Moon didn't affect him. It pissed me off that I was the only one struggling. Also, the king kept throwing numerous women for Noah since Noah lost his potential mate. I scoffed, then pursed my lips, walking straight to the garden while stomping on the ground. The maid who was sent to fetch me looked back over her shoulder with an arched brow, but I remained unfazed so she could continue to walk. Eventually, we arrived at the garden. Unlike the usual, where Olivia would sit gracefully on the chair to marvel at the beautiful view, she stood to touch the flowers directly this time. As if sensing another pres

Violette.Crazy bastard. That was Helio’s response before leaving us. He walked away so fast, without looking back at us. From the way his expression soured, I didn’t think Helio liked the idea. He loathed it.After Helio was gone, Noah socialized with several noblemen. They talked about something I didn’t understand. From time to time, they kept glancing at me. No, more like fucking me with their eyes, which made Noah shield me from their hungry gaze.“You slave looks more beautiful tonight.” One of the noblemen—August — if I remembered his name correctly. “Are you up to exchange her with my slave?” He pushed his own slave to Noah.“Unfortunately, your slave isn’t up to my taste, Lord August. I’m pretty satisfied with mine. You might want to extend your offer to my brother. He has a lot, and I believe he won’t reject your proposal.”That made August lose his tongue. He’d be crazy if he agreed to Noah’s words. If he did, it was equal to mocking the King by giving him something he had

Olivia.My eyes went to the door of my bedchamber for the umpteenth time, but nothing changed. I didn’t know what I even hoped for. I clearly said that I stopped feeling for him, but why does it still hurt knowing that he left me during the Red Moon?We left the ballroom earlier than we were supposed to be. I had thought that he’d spent the night with me since it was the rule for Red Moon. It was stated that Moon Goddess most likely blessed fated mates with pups during Red Moon.For the first time since we mated, Nash decided to leave me alone. He went with Natalie when we stepped out of the ballroom, while I had to deal with a pitiful glance from my maids.I brought my knees up and hugged them tightly as I cried. Considering I had been with him for so long, I had thought I would have more tears to shed, but apparently, I was wrong. Each time he hurt me, I always wailed in silence.As the night grew deeper, my body heat increased, and my wolf began screaming inside my head to look for

Violette. Sitting beside Noah, I put my legs down until the water on the river touched my ankle. The cold made me shiver for a few seconds before adjusting to the temperature. We sat in silence while enjoying the vast scenery before our eyes. Noah had never spoken after we left his father’s grave. I didn’t know what went wrong, but unlike when he visited his mother, Noah didn’t bother to say something to his father. He only looked at the grave with empty eyes. I tried to cheer him up, but it didn’t work. So, I decided that it was best for me to stay beside him while waiting for him to open up to me. Seconds passed into minutes, and minutes turned into hours. Now the sky was adorned with orange light. “My father. I love and hate him at the same time.”“Huh?” I said upon hearing Noah’s words. “I love that he cares for my mother and me more than he did for his queen and Nash. He showered me with all the love he had. But I hate him for failing to protect my mother and himself. He wa