Evelyn's POVI lay there, my heart pounding in my chest after I had carefully executed my plan. The room was dimly lit, casting shadows that danced across the walls. I had meticulously arranged the scene, pulling both Dante's clothes and my own, creating a deceptive tableau. It was a risky move, but I was determined to frame Dante.As I pretended to sleep, I could sense Dante's wakefulness. I could feel his gaze upon me, confusion emanating from him like a palpable force. With bated breath, I waited for the perfect moment to unveil my ruse. When Dante finally rose from the bed, I opened my eyes, feigning shock.The look on Dante's face was a mixture of surprise and guilt. It was as if he had stumbled upon a scene he wasn't meant to witness. In that instant, I knew my plan had worked. But as I stared into his eyes, I couldn't help but feel a pang of remorse. The weight of my actions settled heavily upon me, threatening to consume me."Dante!" I called out his name but he was long gone.

Dante's POV"Is she okay now doctor?" I asked the doctor, my back relaxed on my office chair, and my mind filled with worry."She is fine my lord, feeling dizzy is common for her condition" the doctor replied plainly but I couldn't help but wonder what condition he was talking about. The last I checked Evelyn was Hale and healthy."What condition doctor?" I asked letting my curiosity get the better of me."She is pregnant, I think a week or two weeks pregnant" the doctor replied his face devoid of any emotion."What!!" I exclaim as I stand up from my chair."I thought you knew my lord, I am sorry for breaking the news like this. Congratulations my lord"I stood there, dumbfounded, as the doctor delivered the news that Evelyn was pregnant. My mind raced, trying to process the reality of the situation. Deep down, I knew that the child was mine, a result of that unplanned incident we had shared. But I never anticipated that she would conceive.Mixed emotions flooded my being, creating a

Willow's POVI could feel the weight of sadness and determination in the air as I sat in the dimly lit room, completely absorbed in my spellwork. This spell had become my refuge, a way to distract myself from the pain of Dante's betrayal.As I carefully arranged the ingredients on the table, memories of our journey together flooded my mind. It felt like a lifetime ago when I had saved him from those witches, our paths intertwining in a twist of fate. Despite our differences, our love blossomed, transcending the boundaries of our supernatural identities.But now, everything has changed. Dante had cast me aside, choosing another woman over me. The pain was still fresh, and raw, and it seemed impossible to escape the thoughts of him that consumed my mind. I couldn't help but wonder what had gone wrong, how our once unbreakable bond had shattered so suddenly.The room seemed to echo with my silent questions, the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows on the walls. I tried to focus

Drake's POVAs I lay on my bed, my mind raced with thoughts of my next move. I had finally managed to divert Dante's attention towards his marriage with Evelyn, creating the perfect opportunity for me to make my move and claim the throne that had always been out of my reach. For far too long, I had lived in Dante's shadow, watching him possess everything I desired. But now, it was my turn to gather everything he held dear right under his nose, without him suspecting a thing.I already have some elders by my side, I remember the last meeting we had and Dante almost caught us but we were so quick to divert his attention to the witches. ***Flashback**"We already have four votes in your Favour, my lord. But we need more" one of the elders said."And you also need support from other Alpha, in case he wants to wedge a war," another elder said."What about the others? Are they still bent on supporting Dante" I asked curiously, the other elders have been proving too stubborn. As for the A

Evelyn’s POVI tried to push myself up from the bed, but a sharp pain shot through my head and waist, making it impossible to move. My vision was blurry as I blinked my eyes open, and I rubbed my hand against my forehead, hoping to clear the fog. Slowly, my surroundings came into focus, and I noticed that my hand was connected to a drip.As I looked up, I saw Dante, Drake, and the doctor all gathered around me, their faces filled with concern. Something was wrong, and their expressions confirmed it. I instinctively reached up to touch my head and felt the presence of a bandage there. It was a stark reminder that I had been injured, but my memory was hazy, and the last thing I could recall was the room shaking before my maid, Lilian, attacked me.Confusion and worry flooded my thoughts as I tried to piece together what had happened. How did I end up in this state? What had transpired after Lilian's attack? The uncertainty gnawed at me,At that moment, I couldn't help but feel a mix of e