{Cayden’s POV}I had left the Generals on the fields with the recruits. Recruiting more warriors was important but settling my uneasiness was more paramount.The way my Mum had acted was odd and I needed to shake this feeling off of me that’s telling me that my mum had been telling the truth. Isla had given my mother a concussion. That’s the truth.I believe Ivanka and I believe the truth!But for some reason, knowing the truth wasn’t settling my sudden uneasiness. I still needed to talk to Isla.I paced through the entrance now and down some hallways. There was clanging and hammering as workers were scattered around and already rebuilding the distorted parts of the Palace. Finance wasn’t an issue around here.I got to the wide corridor that led to Isla’s room. I’ve been here before, so I knew the routes well. As I drew closer, the maids that were strolling out of her chambers bathed me with seductive gazes.This was a misdeed and an offense— For a maid to be making such advances tow

{Cayden’s POV} A confession? “What confession?” I asked my mum, making my confusion visible. My mother had only just woken up but she was already aware of so many things I wasn’t aware of. That’s my mother alright. She breathed. “The tiny-looking maid had also informed the Lord Alpha about the occurrence and the Lord Alpha—” “Is it true that the Lord Alpha is dead, mum?” I butted in. I knew it was unrelated but I just had to ask. I also knew that such news coming from a maid’s lips in the presence of the Lord Luna couldn’t have been a joke but I still couldn’t believe it. It’s the Lord Alpha we’re talking about here. The strongest Alpha Werewolf in all of the Reigns who has never been challenged or defeated during his reign as no other Alpha had ever gotten the nerve to confront him. Including me. And now they say he was dead? Who could murder such a mighty entity? “Yes, Cayden.” My mum muttered slowly. “It can’t be. How can you be so sure? How do you even know?” My last

{Cayden’s POV} It’s been five days now but time seems to have no effect on me. I still feel very muddled and uneasy as I had felt days ago. Rachael, the wretched maid in disguise, was locked up once again in the Palace dungeons and this time, her escape wasn’t a possibility. I’ve not had the time to deal with the louse yet. Recently, my anger surges have been down and I’m not sure why. But turns out her improbable narrative was true. My clod of a wife has been stealing from me and was actually planning an attack on GreyStone to conclude her mission of overpowering me. A rotten Turncoat she is! Thankfully, I had gotten my mum to convince the Lord Luna to send some troops over to GreyStone to aid their reformation and scare off Ivanka’s forces, and so far, no ill news has been reported. The Palace has also been restored to its former glory, as buildings have been erected and warriors are back to their glorious numbers. It’s safe to say that we’re stronger than we ever were and

{Cayden’s POV} So Isla’s painful and chaotic outburst is the result of my rejection? She had sacrificed her Wolf’s voice and taken an Omega form because she wanted to be with me? She had abandoned her role as Princess and future queen and had gone against her entire family because of me? And now, she’s in a Coma because of me… I slowly drove my gaze to rest on Isla while the Old lady and Andrea just remained mute and stared. Her body looked very pale and seemed almost-lifeless and the sight immediately filled me with misery. All these years, I had scorned, neglected, and ignored her but she had stayed and tolerated my insults. She had waited for me to love her but it never happened. It never happened because I didn’t want it to happen. To me, she hadn’t been the ideal mate I wanted so I settled to give my love to someone better, Ivanka. The irony in that sentence has me boiling with anger. I remember the night when I had returned from my outing after having sex with Isla for

{Cayden’s POV} I paced towards my mother. My ears couldn’t have heard right. Isla might never wake up again? “What did you say, mum?” I gripped her shoulders tightly. “Mum! What did you say?!” “Isla is dying!” She cried. She had tears in her eyes. I wasn’t mishearing. She just said it. Isla is dying. I turned to the Lord Luna and her tears looked more like blood in her eyes. She was sad and at the same time, she seemed furious. At me. “You!” She suddenly roared and every guard around her axis shifted away and bowed their heads, especially Carlot. He was already near the wall. The Lord Luna was mad. She had been tolerant towards me because she owes my mother her life but now, that devotion didn’t seem to matter. I loosened my grip on my mother and paced backward simultaneously bowing my head in surrender to her. I hated myself so it was understandable if she hated me more. She started walking towards me now, sharp long claws and threatening fangs inviting chilling terror. “