LOGINRavenna’s POVThe silver fork slipped completely from my fingers, clattering sharply against the pristine porcelain plate. I sat frozen in my chair, staring at Ronan as if he had just started speaking an entirely different language. I almost couldn't believe my ears. It was as if the sheer exhaustion of the last twenty-four hours was causing me to hallucinate. My heart began to hammer violently against my ribs, a sudden, cold sweat breaking out across the palms of my hands.*Marriage?*The word felt like a heavy stone dropped directly into the center of the table, shattering the fragile peace we had just built."Are you serious right now, Ronan?" I asked, my voice trembling just enough to convey genuine shock as I struggled to regain my composure. I leaned back against the plush leather seat, crossing my arms over my chest to hide the slight shaking of my fingers. "I literally just told you less than an hour ago that I was still desperately processing the chaos from your sudden
Ravenna’s POV Ronan kept his eyes fixed on my face like he was looking right through me."I really should have asked for your consent first, Vexley," he said, his voice dropping into a quiet, sincere voice. "I let my own desperation to secure your place beside me cloud my judgment. I didn't mean to make you feel like a prisoner in my world."I looked down at the beautiful bouquet, forcing a soft expression onto my face. I needed to smooth things over quickly so he wouldn't start questioning my sudden disappearance again. "It’s completely fine, Ronan. I shouldn't have overreacted the way I did either. Pushing you like that... running away in the middle of the night... it was immature of me. The pressure just got to my head.""You don't need to apologize for being overwhelmed," Ronan said, a relieved smile finally breaking across his handsome face. He reached out, gently squeezing my shoulder. "But since you didn't get to enjoy a single moment of the annual banquet last night, I wan
Ravenna’s POV The afternoon sun was beginning to dip when my eyes finally blinked open. The small hotel room was quiet, filled with warmth. I shifted against the sheets, realizing the spot beside me was empty.I looked up and saw Damon standing by the glass window. He was shirtless, his back turned to me as he stared down at the busy city streets below. His shoulders were tense, his posture carrying a look that told me his mind was miles away.I quietly slipped out of bed, grabbing the discarded bedsheet to wrap around myself. I stepped up behind him and wrapped my arms firmly around his waist, pressing my cheek against his bare back.Damon let out a soft breath, his body instantly relaxing at my touch. He turned around in my arms, looking down at me with an expression full of quiet tenderness. He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss against my lips.When he pulled back, I noticed the heavy shadow clouding his eyes. He looked completely moody, his brow furrowing slightly as he looked a
Ravenna’s POV "Yes, Damon! I live for the mission. But no, it is not over between us!" I shouted back, the raw truth ripping out of my throat before I could stop it. I took a step closer to him, my fists clenching at my sides as all the pain I had spent five years burying rushed to the surface. "The monsters who burned my home and slaughtered my people need to pay for what they did. That is the only way I will ever get my peace, and that is when I will finally be able to actually start living my life!"I looked at his pristine suit, a bitter laugh escaping my lips. "But I didn't expect you to understand any of this anyway. Life has never treated you to even a quarter of the hell it dragged me through. You grew up safe. You grew up as a prince."The words hit him visibly. The anger in Damon’s eyes instantly vanished, replaced by a sudden, heavy wave of guilt that made his shoulders drop. He looked at me, his gaze softening as he realized how deeply he had just poked at my oldest w
Ravenna’s POV I turned the handle and stepped out of the hotel room, my gaze fixed on the floor as I pulled the scarf tighter around my neck. But the moment the door clicked behind me, I froze.Damon was leaning against the wall of the corridor, his hands shoved deep into his trousers pockets.An overwhelming wave of relief washed over me, and a genuine smile broke across my face. I took a step toward him, my heart doing a light flip. "Damon. You're here. I knew you wouldn’t just ignore me like that."Damon didn't smile back. He didn't even acknowledge my greeting. He simply shifted his eyes toward me, his expression completely blank, before pushing off the wall. Without a word, he brushed past my shoulder and walked straight into the hotel room I had just vacated.I blinked in surprise, turning around to follow him inside and closing the door behind us.Damon didn't offer to sit together. He walked over to the small armchair in the corner, sat down, and checked his wristwatch. Wh
Ravenna’s POVThe bright morning sun streamed through the thin curtains of my dormitory room, but I could barely open my eyelids. When I looked into the small bathroom mirror, my reflection was a total mess. My eyes were swollen and red because I had spent the entire night tossing and turning, unable to get a single wink of sleep. My mind was completely trapped in a loop, replaying every single memory Damon and I had shared over the last two years—the quiet training sessions, the late-night strategy talks, and the way he used to look at me like I was the only person in the world.Seeing him on that balcony with Princess Elena had cracked something inside me. I couldn't let him leave the central territory like this. I needed answers.I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and dialed his number. It rang until the voicemail picked up. I hung up and tried again. And again. He didn't pick up a single one of my calls.Frustrated, I opened our chat window and typed out a quick message: *
Ravenna’s POV The harsh morning light filtered through the heavy curtains, cutting across my face. I blinked my eyes open, groaning slightly as my mind cleared. I rolled over on the massive bed as the room was completely quiet.I sat up, pulling the blanket around my bare shoulders, and stared at
Ronan’s POVI stood in the middle of my private study, staring at the empty leather bench where Vexley had been sitting just an hour ago. The faint scent of her—like sweet lilies after a heavy rain still hung in the quiet air. My heart was beating at a strange, fast pace. I touched my own lips,
Thalia’s POVSilas did not just kiss me; he completely consumed me. The moment the bedroom door clicked lock behind him, he moved like a hungry animal. He pulled my body so hard against his wide chest that the air left my lungs. His lips were rough, hot, and demanding. He pressed his mouth over m
Ravenna’s POV My chest felt like it was going to explode, but I forced my muscles to obey me. I stood up from my chair smoothly and dropped into a very deep, respectful curtsy, keeping my eyes glued to the grass.While my head was lowered, I closed my eyes and focused every bit of my mind on my ow







