LOGINSerenity,After leaving the meat to simmer, I followed Earnest down the hall to the lounge. Nervousness twisted in my stomach at the idea of leaving the wing, but relief settled when we stayed inside it."Who are we meeting at this hour?" I asked.He stayed silent. A soft, floral scent soon drifted toward us. I looked ahead and froze. Belinda Brighton sat on the couch, her nose and cheeks flushed rosy, eyes red-rimmed from recent tears. Even like this, she looked ethereal, like a goddess from an old myth brought to life.Belinda rose the moment she saw me. Her eyes brightened. Every small shift of her body carried natural grace that made my chest tighten with a familiar ache. She was blessed by the Moon Goddess, meant to stand as Levante's other half."Serenity," she called, her voice gentle and warm.The image of her beside Levante, beautiful and strong, sent a sharp pang through my heart. I pushed it down quickly. As long as she could protect him, that was what mattered. Levante was
Serenity,"Let me go!" The whisper pierced both of my ears, sharp and desperate. "For once."I looked around frantically, my heart sinking as I realized I stood alone in a vast, deserted place. Thick fog wrapped everything in gray silence. There was nothing else, no trees, no ground I could clearly see, only endless mist."Let me go." The voice came again, this time deeper, almost beastly, echoing from all directions at once."Who is there?" I turned in a slow circle, scanning the emptiness. The air felt bitterly cold, like the first harsh day of winter back in the South. A sudden breeze brushed past my body, sending chills racing across my skin and making every hair stand on end.A tall silhouette appeared in the distance, darker than the fog surrounding it. It stood far away, yet I could sense its presence pressing down on me. I squinted, trying to make out details, and a pair of glowing red eyes met mine directly.A sharp gasp escaped my throat. Fear gripped my chest like icy finge
Levante,"Levante? What's wrong?" Lunaria ran toward me with disheveled hair and a panicked expression. "Did something happen to her? Why are you all wet? What happened!?" She cupped my face and muttered, "Why are you so red? What is going on?"I took a deep breath and pointed to Serenity's room. "Help her!""What? Is she alright?" She pushed the door open and saw the bathroom lights on, with Serenity's arm hanging out of the marble bathtub."Holy shit. Why did you leave her in the bathtub? She will freeze to death!""I can't touch her!" I said calmly.She gave me a death glare. "Are you kidding me? I told you, do not worry about boundaries. You are the doctor now—""I can't be a doctor to her."She lifted Serenity's head in her arms like she used to do when I was a child, gently pressing her cold face against her chest. Serenity did not wake up, but she softly exhaled."She is sleeping..." Lunaria whispered. "No fever. Good sign! Why are you standing there? Help me!""I can't. I... I
Xavier, "Who is there?" I shouted, my usually steady heart suddenly pounding hard against my ribcage, the force of it echoing in my ears. "Serenity!" I whispered urgently, breaking into a run toward the silhouette. But when I reached the spot, the figure had vanished into thin air. My eyes narrowed in suspicion. I had seen it clearly. "What happened?" I muttered, confusion and growing alarm twisting in my gut. Just as bewilderment gripped me, a faint, pained sound drifted from inside Serenity's room. My body reacted before my mind could catch up. I slammed the door open with a forceful push. "Serenity?" Once again, my entire frame locked in place. Serenity lay crumpled on the floor, her skin flushed a burning red from the fever that ravaged her. Soft yet agonizing whimpers escaped her lips, filling the room with raw vulnerability. Her claws were extended, digging desperately into her own chest as she gasped for air, each breath a labored struggle. "Serenity!" I stormed in, rush
The moment the royal midwife laid hands on the newborn Prince Levante, the curse revealed itself—his tiny body already straining to shift. The Lycan Queen, who had long prided herself on bearing only "pure" children, saw her flawless record shattered. Raised by the Gamma General, she viewed any imperfection as a personal insult. From that day forward, she could barely stand to look at her youngest son. Lunaria, the second-born and only ten years old, became his sole protector. Despite having no knowledge of childcare, she refused to let any nanny near him. Levante cried constantly and fought his curse even as a newborn, so Lunaria personally hired a wet nurse who would deliver the milk but never got close to her brother and demanded, and received, full authority over his care from their father. Groomed to lead the she-lycans, she instead became Levante’s mother in every way that mattered. The Lycan King pleaded with his wife to involve herself, but she refused. For the fir
Levante, The fact that Earnest was William’s brother already sat like a stone in my gut. He had watched his younger brother die by my uncle’s hand, yet he still chose to raise me. Staring at his hunched back, all I wanted was to apologize for the blood on my family’s hands. But I held back. Some wounds needed time alone to bleed. I thought of checking on Serenity, but stopped myself. It was past midnight. I hoped the fever had not returned. The potion I had prepared for her should carry her through the night. I couldn't still understand how parents could be so cruel. Throughout her life, she couldn't understand why she was going through everything she didn't deserve, without knowing that the very person who gave birth to her, had put a curse on her. Serenity was the one with the worst curse in this world. Not me, not anyone. Restlessness clawed at my chest. I could not sit still, so I headed outside, intending to walk or release my Lycan spirit to roam. My feet froze mid-ste
Serenity, " What do you mean?" Levante looked at me. His expression didn't hide the disappointment. Even with that, he looked indescribably handsome. I had to admit it. But standing there, in the world of Royalty, I knew better. The place I held in their lives would cost me more than anything.
Serenity,Although I knew that Nolan was taking advantage of me, as my mate, I had always felt proud of being useful to him. Dad always taught me to never turn your back on your family.Maybe I should have understood that not everyone could be family.Even last night, when I saw him leaving the hou
Serenity,Nolan walked in, alone, with a full of pride and a smug look on his face. This was the first time he had walked inside the main house since the throne room was in a different part of the building. The sound of his boots echoed lightly against the polished floor, drawing attention before h
Serenity," How is it even possible?" Lycan King whispered as Levante gradually started calming down. His chest rose and fell as he followed my steps and started taking deep breaths.The question hung heavily in the air. How was it possible? I wished I had that answer as well. Why me? I had always







