Novels by Abbey

Naya’s POVI couldn’t move, I mean, I could, physically, but my fucking legs had decided they weren’t going to listen. My chest felt so tight, my lungs heavy, and my heart was doing this wild, stuttering thing that made every breath feel like I was dragging it through water. The bond… the bond wasn’t just pulling away from Kade. It was dragging me like a chain toward the border, toward the trees, toward something that felt… alive, patient, and knowing.I swallowed hard, I tried again to meet Kade’s eyes, but every time I lifted my gaze, my stomach twisted, my hands went clammy, and the pull from the bond tugged harder, like it was dragging me toward something my brain didn’t want me to see. Something I couldn’t understand.Kade noticed it immediately. His eyes narrowed down, not with angry, not worried, not confused, not the Kade I had learned to read. This was deeper, it was Sharper, and Older.“Stay close to me,” he said, quiet but firm. The way he always said it when he meant it,

Naya’s POVThe dawn was super quiet, like it was plotting something. I hadn't slept, but I was stuck, you know? Not like I was scared... more like I was holding my breath. What if I looked up and he was there? What would happen if I really saw him? Then the first light crept over the balcony, this soft, gold glow that felt kinda magical... and my chest just tightened.He was already there, not speaking, just standing a few steps behind me. I could feel him…There was this low hum, like he was holding back, waiting... and it was so fucking comforting. I hated that I liked it. I hated wanting it.“You’re awake early,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt.He didn’t flinch, and he rarely did. “I don’t sleep much,” he said.I didn’t care to ask why, I didn’t want the answer to sound like an excuse, Instead, I turned fully to him, letting my back straighten, letting my shoulders show what they could. “I want to walk,” I said.I was stating it. No demands, no begging. Just... stating it a

Chapter 20— Naya’s POVThe bread felt heavy in my hand, heavier than it should have, as if every bite was a test I wasn’t sure I could pass. My fingers trembled, and I tried to force them still, forcing my focus on the taste, the texture, the simple act of eating. I was alive, but it didn’t feel like enough. My stomach twisted, knotted in ways I couldn’t name. Every chew reminded me of the chaos that had brought me here, the screams that haunted my sleep, the fire that never really left my memory.Then I felt him, not looming, not demanding, Just… there. Sitting patiently and quiet on the floor, close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating from him without even turning my head. My chest tightened, and my fingers shook again, though this time it wasn’t just the food. I hated that it calmed me, I hated that it made my heart beat slower in relief, instead of faster in fear.I wanted to pull away, to curl into myself and pretend like the room was empty, but I didn’t, I couldn’t, ma

Kade’s POVThe morning after Dorian’s ridiculous performance, I woke up before the sun.Old habits they say, never dies, Or maybe I just didn’t want to risk opening my eyes and finding her gone. The pack stirred faintly beyond my door. Guards rotated shifts. Metal clashed in the distance from the training grounds. Life moved the way it always did, as if nothing had changed, but everything had.She was still here.That thought alone did something ugly and tight to my chest.When I stepped out of my room, Naya was already standing by the balcony doors. Dawn spilled over her shoulders, turning her into something almost unreal. Gold in her hair, soft light across her skin, too soft for this place, too soft for me.She didn’t flinch when she sensed me behind her, that nearly undid me.“You’re awake early,” she said, not turning around.Her voice wasn’t sharp, no venom, no edge, Just… normal.“I don’t sleep much,” I answered.Understatement of the fucking century.She hummed lightly, like

Kade’s POV I stayed on the floor beside Naya, letting her take slow, shaky bites of her food while her breathing stabilized. The evening sun, through the window cast long lines across the stone floor. I watched as her hand trembled slightly as she held the bread, but she was eating. That alone made my chest ache with relief. I wasn’t expecting anyone else. Not yet, I needed the quiet peace that we were enjoying to last forever, but then the door swung open. "Naya, you're finishing this food even if I have to fight you, do you hear me?” Dorian said before the door was even fully opened. His voice carried too much damn cheer and glee for this late hour. He stepped in with a tray of eggs, fruit, and more of that ridiculous herbal tea he liked so much and had been forcing Naya to consume. Naya froze, eyes widening as he strolled in. My jaw tightened in anticipation. I hadn’t spoken, hadn’t moved from my spot on the floor, just letting her slowly adjust to my presence without cringing

"I should have died with them,” I whispered before I could swallow it back.The words fell heavy between us.His answer came immediately with a growl.“No.”I laughed bitterly. “You don’t get to decide that.”“Correct,” he said. “But I’ll still say it.”My hands curled into fists. Tears slid from my eyes, further humiliating.“Kade... I can't continue like this... I hear them,” I said. “When it’s quiet. When I try to sleep. When I breathe too slowly. They’re still there, and when I hear them, I hate you even more... I feel the bond, I do... But I can't bring myself to go with the flow of the bond because I hate you so much for making me like this... You ruined me... You ruined everything!!!”His jaw tightened not with anger like I expected, but with restraint.“I know, I understand... I do,” he said.“You don’t know.”“I know what survivor’s guilt smells like,” he answered softly. “It smells like you right now. And honestly, as much as I thought I was doing the right thing by invadin