ALPHA'S ARTHUR'S POV.
I retired to my room for the night, feeling the chill in the air as I stepped away from the warmth of the fire. The crackling sound of the logs burning slowly in the fireplace filled the room, and I could feel the shadows creeping in around me. I stood there for a moment, taking in the silence, and wondering if I should go see Elsa.
I couldn't get her out of my mind, no matter how hard I tried. She was unlike any other woman I had encountered, and I found myself drawn to her. I wanted to know everything about her, to understand her better. But then, I remembered her roar, the one that had scared me when we were about to mate.
I couldn't forget that moment, no matter how much I tried. It was the only thing that had ever scared me, even as a toddler. I shook my head, trying to push away the memory, but it lingered. I wondered what it was about her that made her do that, and if it was a warning of some sort.
I took a seat by the fireplace, warming myself by the fire, and thinking about Elsa. I couldn't seem to shake off the feeling that she was hiding something from me. I knew I shouldn't be thinking like this, but I couldn't help it. I needed to know more about her, to understand her better.
As I sat there lost in thought, I heard a sound from the hallway, and I looked up to see who it was. It was one of my servants, who informed me that everything was secure for the night. I nodded, dismissing him, and then I was alone again.
I glanced at the door leading to Elsa's room, wondering if I should go see her. But then, I remembered the roar, and I hesitated. What if she was dangerous? What if she was hiding something from me? I need to be careful.
Still feeling restless, I decided to take a walk around the grounds before coming back. Maybe some fresh air would clear my head, and I could decide between Elsa later.
Once I was back, I headed to her room, fired up to face her straight up, and inquired about things about her, especially her strange behavior then.
I stood by the door of Elsa's room for a while, my mind racing with thoughts of her and the strange power she possessed. I couldn't shake the memory of her eyes transforming
I had seen her eyes transform earlier, and it had sent a shiver down my spine. It was as if darkness had taken over her, and her eyes had turned a deep, blood-red color. The transformation had been so sudden and so intense that it had scared me, even though I was a powerful Lycan.
As I stood there, I couldn't help but remember the look in her eyes. They had been full of rage and something else, something that I couldn't quite put my finger on. It was as if she was fighting something within herself, something that was trying to take over her. The memory of that look sent a chill down my spine, and I hesitated before opening the door.
But when I finally did, I found her lying on the bed, unconscious. Her eyes had returned to their normal color, but I couldn't help feeling like there was more to her than met the eye. As I looked at her sleeping form, I couldn't help but wonder what was going on inside her.
Despite her lack of power compared to mine, she had shown a strength that I had not expected.
While I stood there swimming in my thoughts, I noticed the light flickering from the fireplace in the hallway. I walked over to it and watched the flames dance, feeling the warmth radiating from the hearth. The crackling sound of the logs was soothing and I closed my eyes, letting the heat wash over me.
But even the comforting warmth of the fire couldn't dispel the nagging fear that had taken hold of me. The memory of Elsa's roar echoed in my mind, and I couldn't shake the feeling that there was something different about her.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, I decided to leave her be. Despite her strange abilities, she had not shown any aggression toward me, and I didn't want to risk angering her further. With a heavy heart, I turned away from her door and trudged back to my room.
Once inside, I collapsed onto my bed, the exhaustion of the day finally catching up to me. But even as I closed my eyes, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that lingered in the pit of my stomach.
My mind drifted back to Elsa and I couldn't help but wonder what secrets she held. As a Lycan king, I had always prided myself on knowing everything about those under my rule. But with Elsa, it was different. There was something about her that I couldn't quite put my finger on.
Despite my exhaustion, I found myself lost in thought, pondering the mystery that was Elsa. And as I drifted off to sleep, I knew that I would not rest until I had unraveled the secrets she held.
URSULA'S POV.
I seethed with anger as I lay in bed, my thoughts consumed by the actions of my husband. The nerve of him! How could he refuse my advances? How could he deny me the pleasure that I so desperately craved? I hated him for making me feel so powerless and insignificant.
The sound of the door opening drew my attention away from my seething thoughts. I turned to see my maids enter the room, each carrying a tray of refreshments. They greeted me with smiles and bowed heads, but I couldn't even bring myself to acknowledge them properly. The rage that consumed me was too great.
"What do you want?" I hissed, my eyes flashing with anger. "Can't you see that I'm busy?"
One of the maids, a timid girl named Lily, stepped forward hesitantly. "My lady, we have brought some refreshments for you. We thought you might be hungry."
I sneered at her. "I don't want anything from you. Leave me alone."
The maids looked at each other nervously, then quickly made their way to the door. As they left, I heard one of them whispering to the other, "What's wrong with her? She's never been like this before."
I lay there, staring at the ceiling, still fuming. He had no idea how to treat a woman, how to make her feel desired and cherished. It was no wonder that I had sought pleasure elsewhere before. But with him, I had hoped for something different, something more.
My mind kept replaying the events of the night, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of rejection. The way he had pushed me away and dismissed my desires made me feel like a worthless piece of garbage. And to think that I had even apologized to him for questioning him! It was all so frustrating.
I couldn't even bring myself to sleep, even though my eyelids felt heavy and my body yearned for rest. The anger and hurt were too intense, and the darkness of the night seemed to creep in on me, suffocating me in its embrace. I felt trapped and claustrophobic like the walls of the room were closing in on me.
But even in my rage, a part of me couldn't help but feel a little guilty for what I had done. I knew that I had crossed a line by trying to seduce him and that my actions could have consequences. But the resentment was stronger than the guilt, and I couldn't bring myself to regret what I had done.
He had no idea how to make me feel desired. And now, he was preoccupied with that new girl.
I knew I had to get her out of the way. Elsa was a threat to my position as Alpha Arthur's mate. If he got too attached to her, he might even forget about me altogether.
My mind raced with possibilities. I could try to find some dirt on her and use it to get her banished from the pack. Or maybe I could try to get her to do something that would make Alpha Arthur lose interest in her.
I paced back and forth, trying to come up with a plan. But the more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became. I didn't even know this girl. I had no idea what her weaknesses were or how to exploit them.
As I sat down on my bed, I realized that I needed more information about Elsa. I needed to know what made her so special to Alpha Arthur. I needed to know what he saw in her that he didn't see in me.
I lay there for what felt like hours, lost in my thoughts and emotions.
ELSA'S POV. I found myself in a dark and deserted place, the air was thick with the stench of fear and desperation. Suddenly, I saw her, a stranger, calling out to me, pleading for help. Her eyes were filled with terror as she ran towards me, her voice hoarse with desperation."Please, help me," she cried out, tears streaming down her face. "He's coming for me. I don't want to die."I felt the weight of her fear crushing me, and I tried to run, but my feet were rooted to the spot. The stranger reached out to me, her fingers barely brushing mine before she disappeared into the darkness.Suddenly, I saw my father, battered and bruised, begging for mercy. He was in the clutches of a monster, a monster that I know I should be able to defeat. But I was frozen, unable to move, unable to do anything as my father screamed in agony.I felt a cold sweat break out on my skin as I watched the scene unfold before me. The monster loomed over my father, ready to deliver the final blow. I tried to s
ALPHA'S POV.The night was dark and still, the only sound coming from the crickets outside my window. But even the soothing sound of nature wasn't enough to calm my restless mind. I couldn't shake the feeling that I needed to see Elsa. Ever since she arrived in our territory, I couldn't get her out of my mind. It was like she had cast a spell on me, a spell that I couldn't break free from. It wasn't just her beauty or her strength that captivated me, but it was something more. Something that I couldn't quite put my finger on. I tossed and turned in my bed, trying to find a comfortable position, but nothing seemed to work. I knew I had to see her, to talk to her, but I didn't know how. I couldn't just barge into her room in the middle of the night, it wasn't proper. And yet, I couldn't ignore this feeling inside me. I got out of bed and walked to the window, staring out at the dark forest. The moon was full, casting an eerie glow over the trees. I wondered if Elsa was awake too and
I could feel my heart racing in my chest, pounding so hard that it felt like it was about to burst. My whole body was trembling, and my mind was racing with thoughts of what could be happening to me. I was struggling with all my might against the iron grip that held me firmly in place, but it was no use. The person was too strong, and I couldn't move an inch.I whimpered in terror as I felt his grip tighten even further, his fingers digging into my skin. I could feel my breaths becoming more and more labored, my chest heaving as I gasped for air. All I could think about was how helpless and vulnerable I was in this situation, and I couldn't even see who was holding me.The darkness that surrounded us seemed to close in, suffocating me and making it even harder to breathe. My mind raced with a million different scenarios, each one more terrifying than the last. Was this it? Was I going to die here, alone and scared, with no one to save me?I tried to speak, to beg for mercy or at least
As I descended from the upper floor, my mind was already filled with a thousand thoughts. The fact that Elsa had disappeared was like a weight on my shoulders, and I couldn't help but feel responsible for her safety. I had to find her, no matter what.But as I reached the ground floor, I was met not by Nia, but by Ursula. My heart sank as I realized that I would not be getting any information from her. Ursula was always so indifferent, with her hands crossed over her chest and an expression that gave away nothing.I wanted to ask her if she had seen Elsa, but I knew it would be pointless. Ursula was not the kind of person who would give me a straight answer. Instead, I tried to read her expression, hoping to find some clue as to where Nia might be. But there was nothing, just that same blank stare.As I looked at Ursula, her demeanor was telling me that she was being dramatic because of what had happened between us the last time. I could see the pettiness in her eyes, and I knew that
ALPHA ARTHUR'S POV.As I stood there at the gate, confusion and anger burning within me, I realized I had no idea what to do next. My mind was racing with questions, doubts, and fears. Where could Elsa have gone? Was she taken by someone? Why didn't anyone see her? I had so many unanswered questions, and I didn't know who to trust.And the fact that nobody had any positive answers to my questions had me pissed off so much that I wanted to punch something to relieve my anger or take my wolf for a very long run. I could feel my wolf simmering below the surface as the whole thing happened. I growled at him to be still but he was far from that. Moments like this when he grew agitated left me with no choice other than to find the source of his discomfort.Turning towards the guards, I asked them, "Have any of you seen Elsa? Where did she go?"They all looked at each other, and one of them spoke up, "No, my Lord. We haven't seen her. We don't know where she went."I felt my blood boil. "Th
ELSA'S POV.As I opened my eyes that morning, I was immediately struck by the feeling that something was not quite right. It took a moment for me to realize that I wasn't in my room. Panic started to rise in my chest as I looked around, trying to get my bearings.I was lying in a large, plush bed with silky sheets that felt unfamiliar to me. The room was spacious and elegantly decorated, with heavy drapes over the windows and ornate furnishings that spoke of luxury and wealth. Everything about it was so different from my modest quarters that I couldn't help but feel a sense of disorientation.As I sat up in bed, my mind raced with questions. How did I end up here? What happened to me? Was I kidnapped? Fear and confusion gripped me, and I struggled to make sense of the situation.I got out of bed, feeling disoriented and dizzy, and made my way over to the window. Looking outside, I saw that I was in a large castle surrounded by high walls and guards patrolling the perimeter. The sight
ARTHUR'S POV.I stood there, staring at Elsa, who was seated on the bed, looking as surprised as I was. But my anger was directed towards Ursula, who was standing there with a guilty look on her face.My blood boiled with rage as I realized the extent of her deceit. She had deliberately misled me and the rest of the pack, causing us to waste valuable time searching for Elsa when she was safe all along. My jaw clenched as I struggled to contain my fury.I couldn't believe that Ursula, my wife, would betray me and the pack like this. I had always trusted her, but now that trust had been shattered. I could feel the heat rising in my body, my muscles tensing as I fought to control my rage.As I glared at Ursula, she flinched under my intense gaze. She knew she had done wrong, and the guilt was written all over her face. But her remorse was too little, too late. My fury burned hot like wildfire, and nothing she could say or do would quench it.I felt betrayed, humiliated, and furious all a
NIA'S POV.As I walked with Elsa in the garden, I pointed out different types of flowers and told her their names. She was so interested and asked so many questions that it made me smile. It was refreshing to see someone so eager to learn and appreciate the beauty of nature."That's a beautiful rose," I said, pointing to a vibrant red one.Elsa nodded, "Yes, it is. It's my favorite."We stopped by a patch of purple tulips, and I crouched down to get a closer look before picking them. "These are my favorite flowers," I said."Why is that?" Elsa asked, crouching down next to me."I just love the color, and they always remind me of the coming of spring," I replied.We walked around for a while, enjoying the fresh air and the calming atmosphere of the garden. Elsa was a great companion and we talked about everything and nothing. It was like we had known each other for years.When it started getting dark, I suggested that we go back inside. But Elsa refused, saying that she didn't want to