Scarlett's POVSummoning every ounce of courage, I finally found my voice. "Yes, I am Scarlett," I replied, my voice trembling slightly but determined. "I am the wife of the renowned Lycan King."The whispers rippled through the room again, but this time, I could see a mix of surprise and uncertainty in the faces of those around me. They had probably heard stories about the Lycan King's powerful reign and his mate, but meeting me in person must have been unexpected.The Alpha regarded me with a stern expression. "Why have you come to our kingdom? And how is it that you're aware of the troubles your actions caused our people?" he demanded, a hint of impatience in his voice.Elara stepped forward, standing beside me, her voice as firm as ever. "Alpha, you must know that Scarlett never intended to cause harm to your kingdom or its citizens. She was kidnapped by Swiftclaw and the consequences were beyond her control. The Lycan Kingdom has always maintained a strong and positive relationsh

Marco’s POVMy heart pounded in my chest as Sage and I followed the faint footprints deeper into the dark forest. The eerie silence around us only heightened my senses, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. The moonlight filtered through the thick canopy, casting a pale glow on the forest floor, but the shadows seemed to dance and shift, playing tricks on our eyes."Sage, keep your guard up," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "We don't know what we're dealing with here."He nodded, his eyes darting around as we continued to trace the footprints.As we followed the trail, I relied on my wolf sense to sniff the air, trying to catch any familiar scents. But something was off. The smell I expected to find—the scent of the old woman—seemed to have vanished."Sage, do you smell anything?" I asked, trying not to let my worry show.He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, using his own wolf senses to scan the area. "No, Marco. I don't smell anything. It's l

Marco’s POVMy heart pounded in my chest as I listened to the old woman's words. It was overwhelming to learn that there was a prophecy about me, and the fate of the forest rested on my shoulders. I couldn't understand why Swiftclaw would have access to the forest in the first place and why they were so determined to capture me."I've been at her hut days back," I interjected, feeling a sense of urgency. "She did explain some of this to me, but I didn't grasp the full extent of it. I didn't realize the danger I was in or the implications of this prophecy."The King's eyes narrowed, and he regarded me with concern and curiosity. "Why didn't you come to me sooner, Marco? We could have worked together to face this threat.""I... I wasn’t sure," I admitted, lowering my gaze. "I didn't know who to trust. The old woman was the only one who seemed to understand, and she was trying to protect me. I didn't want to put anyone else in danger."The old woman placed a comforting hand on my shoulde

Scarlett's POVI was overwhelmed with a raw pain in my heart as I gazed at Michael. His tear-streaked face mirrored the anguish he felt. Though my emotions were intense, I knew I couldn't let them cloud the gravity of his betrayal. I took a deep breath, attempting to steady my voice, which was laden with sorrow and anger. "Do you truly comprehend the magnitude of your actions, Michael?" I inquired, my gaze unwavering. "Your betrayal led to Swiftclaw attacking us, and as a result, Marco's father—the alpha of our pack—was killed. Now, Marco has been thrust into leadership, a burden he never sought. Furthermore, Swiftclaw took me, kidnapping me and tearing me away from the man I love. I haven't seen Marco in weeks, and it's because of you." Michael's face contorted with pain, but I refused to look away. I believed he needed to understand the consequences of his actions—the shattered lives he left behind. "Swiftclaw's attack has left our pack weakened and vulnerable," I continued. "Our m

Scarlett's POVThe maid shook her head. "I'm afraid not, Lady Scarlett," she replied. "I've only heard bits and pieces of conversations. But if you need any more help or information, please feel free to ask."Elara thanked the maid for her help with a warm smile. "You've been most kind," she said. "We truly appreciate it."As the maid left the room, Scarlett turned to Elara, her eyes shining with hope. "So, it seems Michael's presence hasn't gone unnoticed," she said.Elara nodded, her expression serious. "Indeed," she replied. "We should continue gathering information discreetly. The more we know, the better prepared we'll be to face whatever challenges lie ahead."Scarlett's mind raced with possibilities, and she felt a renewed sense of determination. "I won't rest until we find out everything about him," she said.Elara placed a reassuring hand on Scarlett's shoulder. "We will, Scarlett," she said. "We'll uncover the truth. Now you need to eat, you need strength for you and your un