Hera’s POVWith the unwilling help from King Aragon’s knowledge packed confession, I’d finally gotten all the answers to the questions about Layla that’d plagued me for weeks on end. I was fully aware of her origin and the endless lengths of her potential, but I was primarily content that I’d crossed the milestone of wondering what could possibly kill her.The knowledge that she was a witch from the primordials pack was enough to give me insight on how best to get rid of her, for good this time around.Layla had been manifesting gifts that were extremely powerful even at their early stages and I was well aware that I had to kill her before she realized her strengths and reached her true potential. I was truly lucky that she’d been brought in when her wolf was weak because she hadn’t marked her 18th birthday and her wolf needed to mature fully to unlock her full potential.As egoistic as I could be, I was fully aware that I wouldn't stand a chance against her if she learnt to properly w

Aaron’s POVMy victory of completing my mission successfully washed over me as my hand and the knife remained stuck in her chest. Yet, I hadn't seen any blood gushing out and she had cried out in pain or slumped to death from being stabbed with the poisoned knife.I’d never been more confused in my entire life.Just then, my eyes had locked with hers as I faced her fully and she was cocking her head from one side to the other as a cloud of immense confusion rested on her face. Wasn't I supposed to be looking at the face of a dead woman? How could a woman that should’ve been dead be stating back at me with such a puzzled expression?“Excuse me? Why have your hands been pressed against my chest for the past few minutes?” She blinked her confused eyes at me severally and my brain stopped dead for a few seconds.After I’d properly processed the question she’d just asked me, I looked down at my hands where the knife should've been lodged into her chest, but it wasn't there.It’d disappeared

Arnold’s POVThe day was finally here, the day of my long awaited birthday ball.I’d tried extremely hard to only entertain feelings of excitement and positivity for the day ahead, but for some reason, my father’s words kept clawing in my guts non stop no matter how much I’d wanted to ignore them.The fact that I had absolutely no clue about Layla’s origin and her lineage had bothered me even before he mentioned it, and after he did, it’d worn me out with worry even more. I was certain that it’d not bring any weird information to light, but I’d made up my mind to do some intricate research on her background to find out who she was, where she was from and who her real parents were.However, I’d not planned to do so because I believed any of the baseless allegations against her, but because I knew that it’d help me prove her innocence to everyone, especially my father. Unfortunately, we both needed his blessings to be joined as one and he’d be the important person in the coronation that’

ETHANMateMy whole body stilled as the reality of what was really happening dawned on me. I just found my mate. Never in my wildest life had I thought that could be possible. After being plagued by the craziest curse, I was now staring right at my mate. My feet started moving on their own accord and the closer I walked to the girl that was frozen in place, the more the sweet scent enveloped me, the more the mate bond grew stronger, the more the bond was pulling me towards her with a force that was beyond me. The she-wolf stood there, frozen in place as she stared at me as if I was the devil himself. There were tears shimmering in her eyes and her fear of me was so palpable that I could almost taste it in the air. I mean she was so afraid of me that she was shaking terribly but instead of bolting and running as fast as her feet can carry her, she remained frozen in that position. Maybe she was so scared that she had momentarily lost control of her legs. And she was my mate. Sh

Layla’s POVI woke up drenched in a pool of my sweat and yet I found myself shivering like I’d been iced from head to toe because of the aftershock of having a nightmare about Ethan. He’d just been around for less than a day and I was already suffering from ugly and horrific dreams about him as though he hadn't given me enough of a scare while I was awake.On instinct, I rolled into a pathetic ball in an attempt to cower in fear and protect myself from Ethan who’d raided my dreams, but before I could completely squeeze my body into a full ball, I felt a pair of familiar strong arms reaching around me and I was instantly pulled against a rock hard frame.It was a comforting feeling that sent waves of relief washing over me even before I heard his voice.“It's okay, sweetheart. It’s just a bad dream, none of it’s real okay?” His deep baritone made my head vibrate against his chest as I tried to calm down.Why had my horrible dream felt so fucking real?Right before I dove into more unse