Novels by Kayzed

MIRA’S POVBeing the daughter of a prominent figure in the Ashgrove pack came with several benefits. One of them was having a private dormitory for myself. I sat before the mirror, combing the oily strands of my while counting down the number of days I’d waited to be assigned to a pack. It was literally every wolf's dream—to be sent to another pack where they would learn better leadership skills and find their true self. Who would believe that my dream would slip away from my hand and rest on that of my best friend—Nyvara. Her name alone made her presence fill the space in the room. Only that it couldn’t take the space on the bed because Kael was there. I looked at his reflection in the mirror for some time before he noticed. “You’re staring again,” Kael said. I looked away, back to combing my hair. “You hated us,”“No. I hated Nyvara, not you. Quite unfortunate she turned out to be my mate, and not you,”“Well, you rejected her,” I chimed. “And you didn’t wait close to a week

ALPHA GARRICK POVThe dream did not start with sound.It started with silence.A heavy, pressing silence that sat on my chest and made it hard to breathe. I stood in the old hall, not the clearing this time. The walls were cracked, the torches unlit. Moonlight poured in through the high windows, painting the floor in pale silver.She stood at the far end.My first mate.She looked exactly the way she had on the night everything ended. Hair loose. Face calm. Too calm. Her hands were folded in front of her, fingers steady, as if she was the one watching me unravel.“You’re late,” she said.“I didn’t come to hurt you,” I replied, though I didn’t remember walking in.She smiled faintly. “That’s what you tell yourself.”The hall began to close in, the walls inching closer with every step I took toward her. My boots echoed, loud and accusing.“They gave me no choice,” I said. “The pack was tearing itself apart.”She tilted her head. “There is always a choice, Garrick. You just chose the one

LUCANPain exploded across my back the moment steel met my flesh.Not sharp—burning. Like fire digging in and refusing to let go.I hit the floor hard, my shoulder taking most of the impact as I twisted, instinctively shielding her. Calla’s gasp cut through the chaos in the hall, thin and terrified, and that sound alone was enough to make the pain irrelevant.“Guards!” someone shouted.The boy didn’t get a second chance.I grabbed his wrist before he could pull the blade free, slammed my elbow into his chest, and rolled us apart. He stumbled back, eyes wild, but three warriors were already on him. Within seconds, he was restrained, face pressed to the stone floor, knife kicked far out of reach.The hall erupted, voices overlapping, chairs scraping back, elders shouting orders.I pushed myself up on one arm. Bad idea.White flared across my vision.“Lucan!” Calla was beside me instantly, her hands hovering like she didn’t know where she was allowed to touch. Her eyes were wide and terr

CALLAHe froze, eyes studying me in disbelief. We stayed silent for a moment until he chuckled. “You’re bluffing,” The door opened again, this time, alpha Garrick walked in with the same man. He stopped mid-way, staring at his son. “I see you’ve met the addition to our little family,” alpha Garrick said. He continued, walked through our middle and closed the windows. “Lucan, meet Calla. Calla, Lucan…my son and next alpha of the Fangspire pack,” Lucan did nothing but glare. I couldn’t understand why he was so angry, but it was there, the anger, written boldly in his eyes. “So they meant it?” He asked his father. “The threat was real,”“It was either this or the title. I can’t be the alpha without a Luna. And you haven’t found your…mate,” Garrick hesitated to say the words, eyes flicking to me and back. “The council was serious about stripping the title from our family if this condition wasn’t fulfilled. We both know how much they hate me,” he muttered. Silence returned to the ro

CALLA“Wait,” I staggered to my feet with my fingers grasping the cup. She was gone in a blink, her footsteps echoing in the hallway until it vanished.I tried to go after her, but the corridor was divided into four. No way I was going to know what path she took. The cup in my hand was light, but something was inside. The lid was tight, like it’d never been opened before. “What the hell?” Footsteps echoed from the path which she ran into me from, drawing my attention there. A few men were hurrying down, but they halted the moment they saw me. “Why did you run off?” One of them asked, panting heavily. “What?” I asked. “The moon is almost out. You must be in his quarters and the union must be made under the moon,” the second moved and urged me to walk. “Wait…there’s been a mistake somewhere. I’m Calla, from the Ashgrove pack. One of the students who just moved in tonight from the academy. A girl ran into me and left this with me…I don’t know anything about a…”“Miss…please, mo

CALLAThe thoughts in my head were louder than the ticking clock hanging behind me as I paced about my room. I’d gone a full day without seeing Mira. She didn’t return after the assembly and I grew restless and worried. We, the assignees, just had two hours left to get our things ready to leave Lunaris city. No one backed down, not Lucien, not even Beatrice. I guess we’d all accepted our fates. Life was about to become a survival game. A knock drew my attention to the door which opened immediately. It was Elder Stolkhom, Mira’s father. I expected Mira to be behind him, but he just left the door open and crossed over to me. “Mira?” I asked. He looked sad. His head dropped a little, then rose with an answer. “She ran off. She left this letter for you,telling you how proud she is of your assignment. She’s hurt by the academy’s choice,” “Ran off? To where? Can’t the academy do something? Replace me with her? Your connections? You could pull some strings…make her go with us…”“It’s