Elaine’s POV I made my way through the bustling halls of the school, the weight of my thoughts heavy upon me, I was abruptly jolted from my reverie as the twins, Halle and Hailey, slammed into me with a forceful collision. Their laughter echoed around us as they exchanged mocking glances, their eyes gleaming with malice. "Watch where you're going, Elaine," Halle sneered, her tone dripping with disdain. "Yeah, don't you have some other kingdom to destroy?" Hailey added, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. I felt a surge of anger rise within me at their taunts, but I bit back the retort that threatened to spill from my lips. Instead, I straightened my posture and brushed past them, refusing to dignify their insults with a response. As they continued to jeer and taunt behind me, I clenched my fists in frustration, determined not to let their words get to me. I want to start using my powers but I’m sure the Moon Goddess intentionally held it away from me. I would have turned

Elaine’s POVRiley and I sat at a cozy table in the corner of the cafe, trying to enjoy a moment of peace after the tumultuous events of the day. The atmosphere was relaxed, the soft chatter of other patrons creating a soothing background noise.However, the peace was short-lived as I noticed the stares directed our way. People whispered behind their hands, casting disapproving glares in our direction. It was clear that news of the incident with Mr. Thompson had spread, and the judgmental looks made me feel like an outcast. Besides, I was already a murderer in their eyes. Nothing will ever change that even if I were to be proven not guilty. When the waitress approached our table, her demeanor was cold and standoffish. She glanced at me with thinly veiled disdain, clearly hesitant to serve me. Before I could say anything, Riley's expression hardened, and a low growl rumbled in her throat.The waitress jumped, clearly startled by Riley's unexpected reaction. She quickly composed herse

Killian’s POV Orlo and I walked back to the palace from the lot, he began to broach the subject of the party he was throwing at his townhouse over the weekend. I knew he was going to do this soon but hoped he won’t tell me. I am busy. I don’t want to turn him down. "Hey, you know that party I mentioned earlier? I really think you should come," he said, his tone eager.I hesitated, unsure whether I wanted to attend. "I don't know, Orlo. Parties aren't really my thing anymore. I have duties to attend to," I replied, trying to brush off the invitation.But Orlo was persistent, his eyes alight with excitement. "Come on, it'll be fun. Plus, I've already invited Elaine," he said, his voice dropping slightly as he mentioned her name.I frowned, feeling a sense of unease at the mention of Elaine. "What does she have to do with anything? You know I despise her," I asked, my curiosity piqued.Orlo shrugged nonchalantly. But something I know about Orlo he is never nonchalant. He has always bee

Killian’s POVI put the finishing touches on my outfit, adjusting the fit of my jacket and straightening my tie, I heard a voice behind me. Turning, I saw Leah standing in the doorway, her expression smug and determined."I'm going to the party too," she declared, her tone leaving no room for argument.Surprised, I furrowed my brow. "But Orlo didn't invite you," I pointed out, knowing full well that Leah wasn't someone who let a lack of invitation stop her.Leah simply shrugged, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. "He may not have invited me, but that doesn't mean I'm not going," she replied confidently.I sighed, feeling a sense of frustration rise within me. I knew Leah well enough to know that she wouldn't let something as trivial as being uninvited stop her from attending the party. Orlo wouldn’t like it but whatever. "Well, suit yourself," I said, trying to keep my tone neutral. "Just don't cause any trouble."Leah's smirk widened into a grin as she sauntered past me, al

Elaine’s POV Orlo and Riley were drawn to the dance floor by the pulsating beat of the music, their laughter and excitement mingling with the rhythm of the crowd, I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over me.With their departure, the booth suddenly felt emptier, the absence of their lively presence leaving a void in the air. And as I glanced around the booth, my gaze fell upon Killian, who sat opposite me, his expression unreadable.For a moment, we sat in silence, the only sound the distant thump of the music and the murmur of voices from the surrounding crowd. It was a tense and uncomfortable silence, punctuated only by the occasional exchange of glances between us.But then, as if on cue, the other guy who had been sitting with us stood up, a half-naked girl draped over his arm as they made their way towards the dance floor. And just like that, Killian and I were left alone in the booth, the sudden shift in dynamics leaving an awkward tension hanging in the air.I coul