Anthony's povOn the way back to the castle, my mind was consumed with the Alpha's decision to send Emilia to the palace.Indeed, from what I know of the king, he's not pleased because Klaus refused to marry Princess Cecilia. However, due to Alpha Klaus's prestigious status among the werewolves as the first alpha, the king has been tolerant of him. But now that Alpha Klaus has taken Emilia from Alpha Ron, who is currently trusted by the king, I worry about the king's future attitude toward Klaus.I pondered Klaus's predicament. Perhaps he's sending Emilia to the palace to regain the king's trust. But why does it have to be Emilia?That girl with the green eyes. Moon Goddess, who could have guessed my surprise? Almost from the moment I met her, I suspected she was the heir to the Borin family lineage. Emilia's face is almost identical to her mother's, Linda, except for those Borin family trademark eyes.Memories of that night many years ago flooded back to me. Mike Borin happily announ
Cecilia's pov".......You have no idea what kind of situation you've gotten yourself into," a man with red hair muttered, wearing a wizard-like black robe, his brown eyes flashing with malicious intent behind his glasses."Run! Don't mind this strange-looking wizard!" I heard my inner voice, but my feet just wouldn't move, and I watched helplessly as the man lifted my veil."Bastard!!! The hand that lifted my veil should be chopped off. Your eyes should be gouged out!!!" My anger ignited instantly. As the only princess, no one had dared to offend me like this before.I screamed furiously in my mind, but I couldn't do anything. I could only watch as he embraced my waist and planted his lips on my forehead amid my astonished gaze."Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!" I screamed crazily in my mind, feeling the dampness on my forehead, the flames of anger burning even brighter. But I still couldn't do anything, just like a piece of wood bewitched, watching as the man, after leaving his name in my ear, di
Ulysses's POVThe room was empty, filled only with bookshelves and glass vessels reflecting the light.I lay on the floor, surrounded by my manuscripts on magic. I stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling bored.So dull. Without Phoebe's voice, the whole magic castle seemed terribly quiet.The doorbell rang suddenly.I immediately sat up, ran to the fireplace, and settled down comfortably. With a snap of my fingers, a cup of fragrant tea appeared in my hand."Ulysses," the flames in the fireplace suddenly flared up, and Klaus's voice came through."Ah," I sighed disappointedly, thinking someone else was going to talk to me."Ulysses," Klaus's voice continued from the fireplace, and I lazily replied, "I'm here, Mr. Alpha. Your loyal friend Ulysses is here to listen to your troubles. Feel free to speak.""Ulysses!" Klaus's tone grew serious, "What have you done?! Why does Cecilia keep running to my castle? She's always asking about you!""Oh, Cecilia? Does she miss me?" I set down the tea
Cecilia's POV"Ah!" Eileen screamed."You dare to come back?" I grabbed the whip and exclaimed sharply, "Come out! Don't hide.""I'm not hiding."When that male voice sounded again, I looked around suspiciously. The bedroom was brightly lit, but I couldn't see the wizard anywhere."Your Highness," Eileen's trembling finger pointed to the crow, "Your Highness, do you see its eyes turning red?"I was suddenly startled and walked up to the crow.The crow was still tied to a long pole with a copper wire, its mouth stuffed with a large wad of cotton. But instead of its eyes being pitch black as they should have been, they were glowing red. I stared down at it with wide eyes.In an instant, I saw the rope around the bird's beak snap. It spat out the cotton from its mouth, and the copper wire binding it also broke. The black crow transformed into a white dove."Your Highness, it's been a long time," I stared in disbelief, finally realizing that the gems in my room couldn't resist his magic.
Emilia's POVI never imagined I would see Ron again in Klaus's castle, nor did I ever think I would have a day where I would dine at the same table as Ron."Please, esteemed guests, wait a moment. Alpha Klaus will join you shortly. Please be patient,"Anthony gracefully bowed before leaving me at the dining table, subject to the scrutiny of those sitting with me.In reality, I didn't understand why I was seated here. This dining hall wasn't where a slave like me belonged, but Anthony had merely instructed me to change into an elegant emerald green velvet gown without offering any explanation.I sat at one end of the long table, and the scents wafting through told me that only alphas were seated here. Their attire indicated they must be individuals of some status, and they exchanged knowing glances, occasionally casting their eyes to the empty seat opposite them. That was the position of the castle's owner, Alpha Klaus.Clearly, the master hadn't arrived yet, and the banquet hadn't beg
Emilia's POV"Two nights from now," Veronica said behind me, "you will have the king's attention."Veronica's voice was full of excitement, a stark contrast to her usually emotionless face. "The king will meet you in person, Emilia. Do you know how great an honor this is?"I didn't speak. Veronica's gaze seemed to accuse me of being ignorant."I understand, Veronica," I replied finally, sitting by the dressing table, staring at my expressionless face in the mirror.Veronica washed my cheeks with rose-infused water, giving my skin a rosy glow. Two maids brushed my long, thick hair with scented perfume, filling the room with fragrance.Every inch of my exposed skin was covered with a mixture of ground pearls applied by the maids. Soon, my skin shimmered softly under the lamplight."Your body," Veronica made me stand up, and with her sharp nails, she slowly slid over my skin. It felt like being crawled over by scorpions, and I couldn't help but tremble under her scrutiny."Your skin feel
Klaus’s POVEmilia was very afraid, even though she didn't say a word.Even without her speaking, in the dim night, I could still clearly see the changes on her face. I could always make her shiver, although I secretly hated that about myself.After I finished speaking, Emilia slowly removed the black cloak from her body.It was just the most common cloak worn by slaves in the manor, rough fabric, dull black. But when Emilia took it off, revealing her body, I suddenly realized it was like the finest black velvet, only used to showcase the most delicate, most precious gems.Emilia's face was turned aside, not looking at me, her eyelashes trembling, her hands awkwardly hugging her arms."... Hurry up," I hastily spoke, intending to explain that the time left was already very short, but the sudden tension in my throat made me swallow the rest of my words. Emilia always made me lose control, and I hated that.I frowned at Emilia's pale face. She was reluctant but eventually released her a
Emilia's POVWhen I woke up in the morning, Klaus was nowhere to be found in the bed. The empty space beside me held no trace of Klaus's warmth, only the marks on my body reminding me of what happened last night.It wasn't a dream; Klaus spared me.I sat there in a daze, fingers rubbing the soft sheets. Traces of dried liquid remind me of moist skin, entwined embraces, and my breakdown beneath those golden eyes.Oh, my moon goddess, I shamefully covered my head, but still couldn't block out the images from last night.How would Klaus look at me? A useless, inadequate slave? I touched my swollen eyes from crying, sorrowfully thinking. It wasn't my first time crying in front of Klaus, but it was the first time without any pretense, without any purpose, crying like a helpless child seeking help from a relied-upon adult.Last night's fear shattered me. I could endure Ron's abuse, endure beatings and heavy work, but could not tolerate using my body to please Klaus.I had already lost every