Rezso’s POVMy hands shook terribly as I entered His Majesty's office. A sense of relief washed over me when I walked deeper into the office and no one was in sight, not even the King himself.I shouldn't be seen in this place when His Majesty was not here, but I couldn't just go back without delivering Her Highness's letter.Everyone in the Villa was conscious of the beef between the King and the Queen and the only thing I could do to help her Highness was to help deliver whatever she wrote in the letter.I held on tightly to the letter as I made my way to the office table, I carefully dropped the letter on top of the piles of files that lay carelessly on the table. I turned around to walk out of the office, but then, I felt a presence outside of the office.Was that his Majesty? I felt my jaw dropped in shock as I glared hard at the door.I made to hide under the table, but it was too late because the door twisted open before I could bend over to hide. I moved my gaze to the door, I

Prescott’s POV Seven days count down to the passing down of power to the Lycan clan was theatrical moment ever in the pack. Even though nothing special happens on the day, yet the clan specially made the seven days countdown a memorable one.Every pub in the town would be filled up with people, toasting to being a member of the powerful species.I groaned, sliding my hands into my pant pocket as Ulrica kept pulling me inside the town pub. The pub was a bit crowded compared to the normal day when we usually come.“His Majesty, our esteemed king is here!” a voice howled from the crowd, a dead silence was what followed before others at the pub began to go on their knees.“Greetings to His Majesty, our esteemed King!” the rest chanted, I groaned feeling a little bored with the formalities of the pub.I didn't come here to be treated like a King. What happened to the indifference in the pub?“Greetings, my loyal folks.” I smiled, waving my hand for them to get back to their business.“Tsk

Prescott’s POVI stomped into my office, my knuckles white as I clenched my fist into a tight ball. I had been residing in the inner room of my office since I got back to the Villa, and I was feeling more than a little claustrophobic.Staying in my office, away from Nova didn't make me a coward, I did it just so I wouldn't be running into her. I admitted that I gave her family a hard choice by choosing between their daughter and the pack, in all honesty, I didn't mean to force her or anyone into a relationship with me, I only did it to make the Alpha crawl on his fours, now that the consequence of my actions had hit me, I wanted to free her to restore her life to how it used to be.I was trying so hard to stay clear of her sight, but seeing her earlier at the pub, falling to the ground made me wish I hadn't decided on my own. We were both in this together and I didn't care to hear her point of view before deciding to let her go.I entered the office room, tossed my car key on the bed

Nova’s POVMy cheeks grew rosier as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. His Majesty will be at the villa this night, I overheard the guards earlier when I was coming from the arena. So, I decided to dress up nicely to welcome him.It has been days since his Majesty left the villa. During those days, I had been thinking about meeting him when he got back. I would explain myself even if he doesn't want to listen. I will make sure to stand my ground and pour my heart out to him.I refused to keep him in the dark. I refused to let him keep treating me like a plague when we were supposed to be a married couple. Even though I had never acknowledged him as my husband, it was time I used that to my advantage. I would use that to make him listen to me.“Your Highness! Your cheeks, it's getting ruddy!” the maid that was styling my hair gasped. I grinned, looking away from the mirror so she would cease to stare at my face in the mirror.“It’s nothing,” I uttered, my voice came out in a whis

Nova’s POV“How much longer until we're finished?” I asked, my gaze fixed on my reflection in the mirror. The maid was carefully styling my hair, and I was beginning to feel impatient. “She's almost done,” Shayna mumbled, applying another layer of foundation to my face. I could tell she was tired of me asking the same question over and over again, and I could understand why. Wasn't she eager to watch the duet?“Yes, Your Highness, just a few more minutes and we'll be finished,” the maid assured me with a smile, her nimble fingers carefully weaving beads into my hair. I tried to relax, to let the soothing feeling of her hands in my hair wash over me, but I was still on edge.“Good.” I rolled my eyes, staring at my reflection in the mirror.I didn't like the idea of maids coming over to dress me up, but since I always do the bathing myself, the least they could help with was my hair. And somehow, they tend to take extra time just to fix my hair.It was finally the duet day, where the