MasukAlora's POV:The morning breeze sneaked in through the slightly ajar bathroom window, sending a chill down my skin as I stepped into the glass-walled shower. The cold water bit into me with unforgiving clarity, shocking every nerve awake. The showerhead gushed water over my body, rivulets slipping down my curves, carving through the tension tightly coiled in the pit of my stomach. But as I closed my eyes, hoping for a reprieve, the memories surged forward like a relentless tide.Kade’s words from yesterday played on repeat in my head, drenching me in an anger I couldn’t quite quell."You’re nothing more than a talking drum. Always yammering about being the Luna, but you have nothing to back it up. Nothing to show for it."It wasn’t just his words, though they were sharp enough to scrape raw wounds into my pride. It was the betrayal smothered in another layer beneath his words—the image of him with that maid, being so intimate, breaking my sense of peace entirely. That picture, vivid
Kade’s POV:My eyes stayed glued to her, tracing her features as though they held answers to my question.First to her eyes, then down to her lips—those lips, pressed tight with hesitation, as if holding back something she wasn’t ready to share. And then, my gaze returned to her eyes again. Time seemed to stretch between us as emotions flickered across her face. Vulnerability. Clear as day. The slight quiver in her gaze betrayed her, though her lips remained stubbornly silent. She was affected by my question, no doubt about it. And just like I suspected, she was jealous. The thought sent a flicker of satisfaction through me, but it wasn’t quite enough. I wanted more. I wanted her to admit it. It wasn’t enough to see the evidence written across her features; I wanted to hear her say it aloud. Wanted the words to tumble out of her mouth like a confession she could no longer contain. But just as I thought she might crack, her expression shifted. The vulnerability I had so carefully
Alora's POV:As I walked down the hallways, the scene I had just witnessed played on repeat in my mind like a cursed memory that refused to fade. Each replay brought an ache to my chest, a searing sensation that spread like wildfire. I could feel it—hot and suffocating, rising from the depths of my being and clawing its way out. My throat felt tight, my claws threatening to emerge, and my wolf stirred restlessly within me. She wasn’t just restless, she was livid, a tempest in my soul that refused to quiet down.My heartbeat raced as my hands instinctively formed fists at my sides. My breathing had grown shallow, uneven. There was an unfamiliar heat prickling under my skin, an uncontainable need to lash out. It felt like an inferno smoldering in my chest, swirling with emotions I didn’t want to name. My wolf wasn’t helping; she only made it worse, pushing all my insecurities to the forefront. “That maid... who does she think she is?” she whispered, her voice sharp like the edge of a
Alora's POV:The anger bubbling in my chest was about to explode. My heart pounded as I replayed the scene in my mind.Why would Kade do such a thing?It was not normal. Alphas rarely, if ever, involved themselves in the mundane affairs of the household, let alone matters concerning a maid.But this wasn’t some random act. No, this was deliberate. It couldn’t possibly be a coincidence. Why would he specifically single out Betty, of all people? She wasn’t just any maid. She was my personal maid, my best friend, my sister in every sense that mattered, and basically the only family I had left. Kade’s actions felt targeted. I had to know why. I had to be absolutely sure before confronting him.Without wasting another moment, I headed straight for Betty’s room. My pace quickened with every step, my resolve growing stronger. I needed answers, and I needed them now.When I entered her room, the sight before me made my heart clench. Betty was packing. Her shoulders were tense, her movement
Alora's POV:I rushed out of my room without a second thought, my heart pounding in my chest as urgency coursed through me. My mind raced as I navigated the halls, my feet moving faster than I could think.Soon, I reached her room. Without hesitation, I knocked sharply on the door, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. The door creaked open, and a young maid appeared, her expression startled.“Good day, Luna,” she greeted me, bowing respectfully when she realized it was me standing there.I nodded curtly in acknowledgment and stepped inside, my eyes scanning the room. It was small, modest, as expected of the staff quarters, but it was empty. There was no sign of Betty.“Where is Betty?” I asked, my voice brisk but laced with concern.The maid hesitated for a moment before replying, “I saw her going after the chief maid earlier, Luna.”My gaze swept over the room once again, and my eyes landed on a pile of clothes and a few bags neatly arranged on the bed. Something about the sight
Alora’s POV:I stood in front of the mirror in my room, staring at my reflection as if the glass would offer me some clarity. My hands moved automatically, straightening my auburn, wavy hair with a heated iron. The repetitive motion was mechanical, almost soothing, as I tried to tame the unruly strands that insisted on curling stubbornly at the ends. But it wasn’t just my hair I was trying to fix.My fingers brushed over my slightly flushed cheeks, dabbing on a faint layer of powder to mask the redness. I leaned closer, inspecting my lips, which I realized I’d been biting nervously. They were raw, the delicate skin peeling slightly. Sighing, I reached for the small tub of balm on the dresser, applying it gently.My gaze traveled to my eyes—those damned, expressive eyes that gave away far too much of what I was feeling. I practiced softening my expression, letting my brows relax and my lips curl into a neutral line, but the sadness lingering in my gaze refused to fade.The truth was, n
Alora’s POV:Just then, Kade brought his hand to my face, his warm touch sending a jolt of electricity cascading through my skin. The sensation caught me off guard, making me flinch, yet his touch had an odd effect. It was soothing, calming the storm of emotions that had been raging within me. For
Kade’s POV:It felt as though the world around me blurred into a storm of chaos.My mind replayed everything in relentless loops: the moment my chest tightened with an overwhelming sense of dread, my wolf restless and pacing, to the instant we found her car—crumpled, mangled, and unmistakably invol
Alora’s POV:My gaze was fixed on them, unwavering and expectant, waiting for answers they seemed unwilling to give.Their silence was unnerving, their gazes boring into me with an intensity that made my skin prickle. The expressions on their faces were unreadable, blank
Alora’s POV:Retiring to my room, I sat down on the edge of my bed, my mind replaying every moment of the day.Each scene unraveled itself, refusing to give me peace. From the unsettling morning when I found them sprawled across my bed, to the







