Marco’s POVAlthough she tries to hide it, I can hear Lily’s hammering heart as it pounds away in considerable fear as the others filter in behind me. Tanya, Claire, Vivian’s Family. I even called Eric and Oliver to come over and they now join us in the room.‘I’ve got you,’ is the only thing blaring in my mind, I’ve finally caught her. Finally, I’d expose her for who she really is.“You were trying to steal Tanya’s necklace. Weren’t you? Tell us what you were going to do with it. Tell everyone,” my hand gestures to the group behind me, and their attention is clearly on Lily. She initially shrinks back from my accusation, and I see the panic sway in her eyes.But only for a moment. Just a moment.And then like the convincing woman that I have come to realize she is, her posture changes. Her shoulders roll back, trying to display some semblance of confidence. S

Third POVEric enters the ward. He’s greeted by many of the hospital staff, and he offers them a warm gentlemanly smile. Little did they know that the Lycan Prince’s good nature was all just a disguise. Beneath his perfect mask lays a much darker alter ego that he does well to hide.Upon entering his father’s hospital room, his smile straightens into a blank and expressionless line, eyes lacking any true care for his father that lies lifeless in his bed. But before Eric walks over, he notices that the main window in the room has been left wide open.Something about it rises suspicion within the prince, and he begins checking the various corners in the room. Not totally sure what he’s looking for, but something does seem off. As he does so, Tanya is hidden beneath the King’s hospital bed. She shrinks as far back as she possibly can into the darkness, hoping, praying that Eric doesn’t see her.Just as he nears, T

Eric’s POVAs a child, I was always told I couldn’t control everything, that life would happen to us, and we had to learn to react and adapt to the circumstances. But rather than taking that advice, I rebelled against it. I grew up a man who does everything in his power to control everything and anything, ensure nothing surprised me, that I always have the upper hand.And while this trait has served me well all my life, at this very moment I’m at a loss. I stare into the eyes of my father with astonishment, unable to disguise my shock. My gaze flickers to the left, landing on Tanya. Oh, sweet little Tanya. If only she was the weak and feeble omega that she once appeared to be, hiding in Marco’s shadow. Now she stands proud beside the King, a fierceness in her eyes that only heightens her beauty.Seeing her draws me back to the day I last visited my father at the hospital. My suspicions of the opened window were in fact correct. I

Marco’s POVAs my eyes attentively glance at the clock on the kitchen wall, I notice Tanya hasn’t returned home yet. I’ve been waiting for her, even brewed her a cup of tea that sits cold now on the table next to mine. Up to this point, I have been rather excited, warm, and bubbling with apprehension that she’d come home remembering what she planned to tell me.But instead, now I’m slightly displaced. This is very unlike her. Tanya would message me if she is running late for whatever reason. My chair screeches back in protest as I rise to a stand, as my thoughts try to create a logical argument for her lateness.But the logical conclusions can only last till around midnight. Now my heart races with uncertainty, she’s still not answering her phone and I know I need to kick into gear. I immediately call Oliver, tell him of my worries and that I want soldiers to be sent out in search of her.Throughout the night O

Tanya’s POVFear infects my insides as the three of them stand there with devilish glints in their eyes. Marco immediately releases a warning growl, and stands defensively to block me with his body, guarding me. I have to move slightly to the side to see past him.It’s Lily who speaks first, releasing a conniving giggle. “You’re wanted dead Marco,” her eyes shine with terrible mischief. “I knew it would be hard to get to you when you were still at the palace. But look! You delivered yourself right to our door instead,” her gaze narrows. “How perfect.”I see Marco’s shoulders tense, with only being able to see his back, I watch his muscles shift with each breath before finally hearing him speak. “Even if all three of you fight, you’re still all no match for me,” I doubt Marco is trying to bode them into combat, he’s instead trying to ward them off, making them second gues