The council chamber was a place of gravitas, where decisions that shaped the fate of our pack were made. I had been summoned there along with the council members, my heart heavy with uncertainty. Liam, the pack leader, stood at the head of the long, polished table, his expression stern and unyielding.I sat among the council members, feeling like an outsider in my own pack. The news of Liam's memory loss and his rejection of me had spread like wildfire through the palace. Whispers and curious glances followed me wherever I went. But now, in this chamber of power, I hoped for some clarity, some resolution to the turmoil that had engulfed my life.Liam cleared his throat, his gaze sweeping over the assembled council. "Thank you all for gathering here today," he began, his voice steady but devoid of warmth. "As you are aware, my memory has been compromised. I am unable to recall important aspects of my life, including my relationship with certain individuals."The council members exchang

Leah's excitement was palpable as she practically skipped to Stasia's room. She just couldn't contain the big news that she had to share. She knocked on Stasia's door, her heart filled with anticipation.Stasia, her trusty friend, opened the door and looked at Leah, curious about her enthusiasm. "Why are you so happy, Leah?" she asked, noticing the big smile on her face.Leah couldn't wait to share her news. She grabbed Stasia's hands and burst out with joy. "Stasia, you won't believe it! Alpha Liam has picked me to be his mate, his Luna!"Stasia's eyes widened in surprise before turning into a wide grin. "Seriously? Leah, that's amazing news! I'm so happy for you!"The two friends couldn't contain their excitement and started dancing around the room. It was a moment they had always talked about and hoped for, and now it had come true. Leah was going to be the Luna, and Stasia couldn't be happier for her.After their initial excitement settled down a bit, they began to discuss their p

I was going about my daily chores, the weight of each task bearing down on me as I moved through the palace's corridors. The routine was a familiar comfort, a way to keep my mind occupied and my thoughts from drifting into the abyss of despair. But today, my world would shift in a way I couldn't anticipate.As I scrubbed a particularly stubborn stain from the hallway floor, a commanding voice echoed through the palace. "Bloom!"My heart skipped a beat, and I dropped the cloth I was holding, not caring about the dirty water splattering onto my tattered dress. Liam had called my name. His voice had an undeniable authority, and it sent shivers down my spine.Without a moment's hesitation, I abandoned my cleaning and ran toward my cell. I couldn't deny that fear coursed through me, that I dreaded what Liam might want from me. But I couldn't ignore his summons either.Ana, who had been helping me, shot me a worried look. "Bloom, be careful. I don't trust his intentions."I nodded, my throa

The sun hung high in the sky, casting its warm rays over the palace grounds. It was another day of laborious chores and endless drudgery. I had grown accustomed to the routine, the never-ending cycle of tasks that kept me bound to the palace as a slave.As I swept the courtyard, the coarse broom in my hands scraping against the ground, I couldn't help but daydream. My mind wandered to a time when my life was filled with dreams and hopes, a time before the shackles of servitude had bound me.My reverie was interrupted by a voice, a voice that was both unexpected and strangely charming. "You there, with the broom!"I turned to see one of the palace guards approaching me. He was tall with a strong build, his uniform crisply pressed. His eyes sparkled mischievously as he continued, "You have the most enchanting smile I've ever seen. It's a shame to see such a lovely face marred by menial labor."His words caught me off guard, and I couldn't help but chuckle. It had been so long since anyo

akened frame was becoming undeniable.One day, the palace healer, a wise and experienced woman named Elara, approached Liam with a solemn expression. She knew that the situation had become dire and that desperate measures were needed."Liam," she began, choosing her words with care, "I fear that we've reached a critical point with Bloom's illness. The poison's origin eludes us, and without knowing the specific toxin, I'm powerless to find a cure."Liam's brow furrowed as he looked at Elara. He had always been a decisive leader, but this predicament had him feeling utterly helpless. "Is there anything we can do, Elara? I can't bear to see her suffer like this."Elara paused, carefully considering her next words. "There is one avenue we haven't explored—a seer. They possess unique abilities to see what others cannot, to pierce the veil of the unknown. A skilled seer might be able to identify the poison and reveal its antidote."Liam's eyes widened at the suggestion. The concept of cons