Leah's steps were quick and purposeful as she made her way through the palace corridors. Her mind was consumed by a burning desire for revenge, and there was only one person who could understand her need for vindication—Stasia, her partner in crime. Stasia had always shared Leah's disdain for Bloom, and Leah knew she could count on her for support.Finding Stasia was not a difficult task; they had secret meeting spots they used over the years. Leah's heart raced as she approached their designated meeting place. She pushed the thoughts of Bloom's return to the back of her mind, focusing instead on the plan she had hatched.Stasia was waiting, leaning against a wall with a nonchalant expression that masked her curiosity. As Leah approached, Stasia raised an eyebrow. "Well, well, look who's here. What brings you to this secret corner of ours?"Leah wasted no time. She launched into her story, recounting every detail of her encounter with Bloom earlier. Stasia listened intently, her expre

As days turned into weeks, the absence of Liam cast a heavy shadow over the palace. Bloom's worry deepened with every passing moment, her heart heavy with a mixture of fear and longing. She had returned to the palace with a glimmer of hope, hoping to reunite with Liam and find solace in his arms. But the reality was starkly different, and the uncertainty gnawed at her like a relentless ache.The palace, once bustling with activity, now felt eerily quiet. The usual sounds of laughter and footsteps were replaced with an unsettling stillness that hung in the air. Even the guards wore somber expressions, their eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of their missing alpha.Bloom stood by the window of her small room, gazing out at the expansive courtyard below. Her thoughts were a tumultuous storm, each passing day bringing a new wave of emotions. She had missed Liam deeply, and the void he left was becoming unbearable. Questions swirled in her mind – where was he? Was he safe? And most im

The palace was abuzz with a sense of urgency and unease. Multiple elders, their faces etched with worry, had gathered in the grand chamber. The absence of their alpha, Liam, weighed heavily on everyone's minds, casting a shadow over the once-thriving palace. Whispers filled the air as they debated the best course of action, their voices hushed yet tinged with anxiety.I stood at the periphery of the chamber, my heart heavy with concern for Liam. He had been gone for days, and every passing moment only deepened the sense of unease that permeated the palace. Ana stood beside me, her expression a mirror of my own apprehension.Elder Roland, a stern and dignified figure, stood at the center of the gathering. His voice carried authority as he addressed the council, "We cannot ignore the fact that our alpha has been missing for days. The safety and stability of our pack depend on strong leadership."Murmurs of agreement rippled through the chamber, a chorus of worried voices expressing thei

The palace was in a state of turmoil. The decision to appoint a temporary leader in Liam's absence had not been met without resistance. Many members of the pack were still holding onto hope that Liam would return, and they were hesitant to accept any other leader.As the appointed leader, a respected elder named Elder Grimes, tried to address the pack in the central courtyard, he was met with murmurs of discontent and skepticism. The pack members had grown accustomed to Liam's leadership, and the idea of someone else taking charge was met with reluctance.Elder Grimes raised his hand for silence and began to speak, his voice firm but understanding. "I know that these are challenging times, my fellow pack members. We all miss Alpha Liam and are deeply concerned for his well-being. But we must ensure the pack's stability during his absence."A member of the council, Elder Turner, stepped forward to address the crowd as well. "We have not given up on finding Alpha Liam. A dedicated sear

The days that followed were a tumultuous whirlwind of emotions. It was clear that Liam's memory had partially returned, yet the inconsistencies in his behavior perplexed me. He would smile warmly at me one moment, and in the next, he would become distant and detached.The most painful part was when he instructed that I should join the slaves in their daily duties. It felt like a cruel, undeserved punishment, as if he were trying to erase any trace of the past we had shared. The humiliation was unbearable, and every step I took towards the slave quarters was laden with the weight of rejection.As I approached the area where the slaves were diligently toiling away, I felt a lump form in my throat. These were the same people I had once overseen, now looking at me with pity and sympathy. I knew they couldn't understand what had transpired between Liam and me, but their empathetic glances only intensified the pain in my chest.One of the older maids, a woman named Eliza, approached me caut