Chapter 6

AUTHOR’S POV Eliza got down from her car and walked up to the massive building in front of her. White marble walls with black trimmings and huge columns stared back at her, highlighting the power and opulence that this one building held. Its importance and stance was empowering and yet unnerving at the same time. This was the castle of the Lycan King. The centre of power of the Lycan Kingdom. She took a deep breath and calmed herself. Even though she wanted to go in there with guns blazing for the decision the king made concerning Derek and Maya, she had to keep herself in check. He was her king after all and she was not willing to die because of a reckless mistake. With a calm demeanor, Eliza walked up the stairs, wanting to go in to have an audience with the king but as soon as she reached the doors, she was stopped by the two guards who stood watch. “What is your purpose here?” One of the guards asked, his eyes narrowing at Eliza. “I am the Luna of the Silver Moon Pack and I request an audience with the Lycan King. It is of utmost importance that I see him immediately.” She responded, knowing fully well that no one, even an Alpha comes to see the king without making an appointment for a hearing. But she was here on a whim and tried to use her now vague status to gain entrance. Eliza watched the men, hoping that they would cave into her request and allow her enter the castle but they squinted at her, their mouths pursed from her words. “Was a hearing appointment made?” The other questioned. “There wasn’t. Like I said, what I have to say to the Lycan King is important.” She argued, her shoulders tense. She needed this to work. The guards shared a look for a moment before one of them spoke up. “Very well. You shall wait here and I will inform the king of your arrival.” With that, the man who just spoke turned around and walked in through the gates, leaving Eliza and the lone guard alone in uncomfortable silence. The guard walked into the castle past the several layers of security before coming to a halt before two huge oak doors, engraved with actual gold. He gave a nod to his colleagues who stood watch outside the door. Their silent words, giving them understanding of what needed to be done. After all, the outdoor guards only came in when someone needed an audience with the king. The guards opened the door, allowing the main guard entrance. He walked in, his eyes trained on the ground as no one without high rankings were allowed to lay their eyes on the king without permission. “Praise be to the Lykan King.” The guard greeted. “What do you have to tell me?” King Kyle, the Lykan king spoke, his voice thundering in the room as his eyes roamed the file in his hands. “A Luna is here to see you. She is from the Silver Moon Pack.” The king paused his reading and looked up at the guard, knowing fully well who was at his gates. Eliza. There was only one reason why she would be here. His recent annulment of her marriage to Alpha Derek. To him, she was here to beg for his decision to be revoked. An act that he would not go through with. “She can wait outside until I’m done here. I don’t want to be disturbed.” King Kyle said with a sigh, returning back to his work. “Of course your majesty.” The guard replied with a bow before leaving the room and going back to his post. In about twenty minutes of him leaving the front gates, the guard arrived, a stoic look on his face. “You are to wait here until you are called.” He announced, causing Eliza to frown. She didn’t have much time. “Did you tell him who I was?” She asked, wanting to go in as quickly as possible. The guard gave her a look before facing forward, choosing to ignore her for the rest of the time being. “Excuse me.” Eliza spoke up again, her nose flaring but when she noticed that the man was not going to say anything else to her, she huffed and settled down, opting to stay. After all, how long would it take for her to be allowed in? * Eliza groaned for the millionth time that day, the heat getting to her. She had waited for hours, her patience tested by the deliberate delay. The palace guards stood like statues, their expressions unchanging, clearly following orders to keep her waiting. Eliza knew exactly why. King Kyle assumed she had come to beg, to plead for mercy, to reverse the impending marriage of Derek and Maya. Little did he know, she was here for something far more calculated. Something she wanted more than being tied to her cheating husband. Hours passed. The sun moved across the sky, casting long shadows on the ornate palace grounds. Finally, a guard approached her. "The Lycan King will see you now," he announced, his voice devoid of emotion. With a frown, Eliza walked with him through the gates as he led her to the throne room. The room was immense, with high ceilings and walls adorned with historical tapestries depicting past Lycan rulers. King Kyle sat on an elaborate throne, his presence commanding and intimidating. "Eliza," he spoke, his voice deep and measured, "I understand you've come about your husband's pending marriage." She met his gaze steadily, her voice calm. "King Kyle.” She acknowledged him with a bow. “I've come to request your official intervention in my divorce proceedings. Not to stop it but to help in the dissolution." A slight raise of an eyebrow was the only indication of his surprise. This was not what he was expecting. "Go on," he prompted. "I request that you personally oversee the bond dissolution ceremony," Eliza stated clearly. "And I ask that you send official representatives to adjudicate the fair division of my assets." The room fell silent. King Kyle studied her for a long moment, and then a spark of recognition crossed his features. "Under normal circumstances, I would have laughed at your request but due to your father and brother's services to the Lycan Kingdom, I will consider this." he said finally. "Their contributions were significant and the price they paid was far more than enough of any man." He paused, and Eliza held her breath. "In regards to this, your requests are granted," he declared, a small smile on his rugged face. Relief washed over Eliza, though she maintained her composure. She had thought that this was going to be a battle but it was as easy as anything. It was a personal victory and a strategic move to not only secure herself but to also spite her husband. With a smirk and one last bow, the king dismissed her and Eliza left. . After leaving the palace, Eliza felt a sense of liberation she hadn't experienced in months. The weight of her failed marriage seemed to lift with each step. On a whim, she decided to visit the mall—a business venture she had personally invested in and frequently monitored. As soon as she walked in, the mall's manager walked up to her and greeted her nervously. "Luna Eliza, what an unexpected pleasure." He mumbled under his breath. "Walk with me," Eliza commanded, her keen eye already catching several problems in the store. She pointed out the problems, urging the manager to take note of them all and fix them before the end of the day. The manager listened intently, nodding as he jotted it all down. "We'll address these immediately, Luna. Thank you for bringing them to our attention." With business matters handled, Eliza began browsing the shops. Since she was there, she might as well shop. She was examining a display of designer handbags when a familiar voice made her blood run cold. "Well, well. Look who's here." The irritating voice said, pulling Eliza’s attention from the purses. Derek stood mere feet away with a smiling Maya clinging to his arm. Eliza licked her lips, her hand tightened around the handbag she was holding. Of all the people she would have bumped into today, it just had to be them. Regardless, she was in a good mood after her talk with the king. This day was about to get far more interesting.