Adrian’s POVReturning to the palace should have felt like a relief. But It didn’t after all the attacks lately.None of us could ignore the fact that something was wrong within the pack.I couldn’t shake the feeling, the unease curling in my gut like a invisible predator lurking every shadow.Kayla had healed, but she wasn’t the same.And I wasn’t just talking about the way her golden eyes lingered longer than they should.I noticed it in the little things—the way she stared off into space as if listening to something I couldn’t hear, the way she flinched at whispers that didn’t exist, and most of all…The blackouts.At first, they were subtle. She’d zone out mid-conversation, blinking like she’d lost time. Then they became more frequent.Longer.And I hated every second of it.---Candice was the only one who seemed to be enjoying this Kayla.I found them together more often lately—talking, laughing or sitting in front of TV for hours at a time.It was strange at first since they us
Kayla’s POV The first time I saw him, I thought it was just a nightmare. The second time, I knew with a sinking feeling that it wasn’t just a bad dream. Shadows slithered through my dreams, shifting figures with hollow eyes and mouths that whispered in a language I didn’t understand. A language that felt ancient and not quite right. I’d wake up gasping, in a different position from where I fell asleep, drenched in sweat, heart hammering in my chest. But I never told Adrian. I couldn’t. Not after the way he looked at me after my blackouts—worried, desperate, scared. If he knew about the shadows, about the whispers, he’d look at me differently. Probably even believe I was cursed. And I was no longer sure he’d be wrong. --- One night, I jolted awake with a strangled gasp, my entire body burning. For a second, I thought I was still in the dream—still surrounded by those whispering shadows. But no. I was in bed. In our room. Adrian was beside me, fast asleep. And then I saw
Kayla’s POVThe tension in the pack had been suffocating ever since we found the underground chamber. Guards patrolled the borders to both people with wolves and especially the ones without wolves. No one was allowed out alone. Adrian barely let me out of his sight, but thankfully he didn't let his protectiveness to get suffocating. But none of it mattered—not when the blackouts were getting worse.Tonight was the worst one yet.I woke up standing at the edge of the forest, my bare feet cold against the damp grass. The wind whispered through the trees, but something else filled the air—a voice, low and menacing, weaving through my mind in a language I couldn’t understand. My body felt weightless, disconnected, yet I knew my lips were moving. I was whispering back.A sharp tug at my wrist made me flinch, and suddenly I was pulled backward. A warm, strong grip steadied me."Kayla!"Adrian's voice cut through the haze like a blade.My vision flickered, and my eyes landed on a man in fro
Kayla’s POV I woke up to the sound of my own ragged breathing. My body ached, my head pounded, and worst of all—I remembered everything. I remember attacking Adrian. I remember trying to hurt him, and I probably would have succeeded if Ingrid hadn't taken the hit for him.Dear goddess. What had I done? My hands trembled as I sat up in bed, heart hammering in my chest. I had attacked the person who has protected me the most. I had nearly hurt him. And if Ingrid hadn’t intervened, I didn’t know what would have happened. The thought made me feel sick. I turned my head to find Adrian sitting in the chair by the bed, his arms crossed, his gaze locked on me like he was waiting for me to wake up. His face was unreadable, but I could see the faint bruise on his jaw where I my fist managed to graze him while Ingrid held me down. Guilt curled in my stomach like a poisonous snake. "You're awake," he said softly. I swallowed hard and forced myself to meet his eyes. "Adrian, I—" My voice
Xavier’s POV The dimly lit room smelled of old parchment and burnt wood, the air thick with secrecy. I leaned against the worn wooden table, arms crossed, eyes locked onto the man before me—the southern Man who had promised to help me get Kayla back. He was a wiry man with sharp eyes and a permanent smirk, like he found amusement in the chaos he caused. He said his name was Desmond, but I was sure it was a fake name and though I didn’t trust him, I needed him. And he knew it. He flicked a knife between his fingers absentmindedly before leaning forward. "Now is the time to act, Xavier. If you want Kayla back, you need to move." A thrill shot down my spine at the thought of her—my Kayla. My wife. The woman who was meant to be by my side, not Adrian’s. The woman who had abandoned me, left me behind like I was nothing. She was never supposed to belong to anyone else. I clenched my jaw. "You’re sure she’s vulnerable enough?" Desmond smirked. "I have my sources. The South
Authors note : Hi, if you are still reading, please comment so I know and will keep going.Adrian’s POV Kayla had been through too much lately. I could see it in the way she carried herself—her shoulders tense, her lips pressed together in thought, her eyes shadowed by exhaustion. Every time she closed her eyes, I knew she wasn’t finding peace.She was dealing with the the thoughts of Ingrid and Hector’s possible betrayal plus whatever the hell that glowing mark on her wrist meant, and on top of it all, my mother had lashed out at her like she was the root of every problem in our pack.It was too much.I wasn’t going to let her drown in it. Not today.She needed a break, and I was going to give it to her.---I found her in the courtyard, sitting on the stone bench, staring at the garden. She was absently rubbing her wrist, the mark still faintly glowing in the afternoon light.“Hey,” I said, stepping beside her.She looked up, her expression softening when she saw me. “Hey.”We'll t
Xavier’s POV The candlelight flickered against the damp stone walls of the abandoned outpost. The place reeked of old wood and mildew, a far cry from the luxury I was used to, but it was secluded—safe from Mia and mother's prying eyes. The man called Desmond sat across from me, his usual smirk in place. Again I noticed that he was always amused by something, like he knew more than he let on. As usual It pissed me off and put me in a bad mood, but again, I had to remind myself that I needed him. He leaned forward, drumming his fingers against the table."Have you done what I asked you to do?" He asked and I nodded.He grinned coldly, "Then it's finally time to get your woman Xavier. If you truly want Kayla back as much as you say you do, you need to make a serious and very intense move. I have set things in motion, but She won’t be this vulnerable forever." A sharp heat curled in my chest at the mention of her name. Kayla. Mine. Always mine. I forced a calm breath. "Yes, yo
Adrian’s POVXavier arrived exactly when he said he would. His caravan of vehicles rolled up to the packhouse gates like he was some kind of noble returning home, which was laughable considering he had no home here. The moment I saw him step out, dressed in a crisp black shirt and slacks as if he were attending a business meeting instead of setting foot in enemy territory, my mood soured even further.I didn’t trust him. Not even for a second. And I was starting to wonder why I ever gave him the alliance in the first place.Then I remembered that I had done it in exchange of Kayla.I descended the steps of the palace, my posture rigid as I met him in the courtyard. The guards were on high alert, positioned around the perimeter, watching his every move. Logan stood at my side, his arms crossed and his expression unreadable, but I could feel his impatience radiating off him.Xavier took his time surveying his surroundings before his gaze shifted—up, toward the highest tower of the pal
Kayla's POV I really really didn't want to see Adrian, not because I was still mad at him about Candice, but because it felt like my heart barely survived seeing him yesterday.I thought that I could just turn off my feelings for him but I quickly realized how wrong I was when I laid my eyes on him. And walking away from him felt like a stab to my chest.Ingrid gave me an encouraging look as we left the library. “Luna, are you sure you want to do this alone? I can go in with you if you want.” She offered but I shook my head. “I have to do this myself,” I replied quietly. “Stay close though, just in case.” She nodded silently, worry clearly written in her eyes. Walking through the corridors to Adrian's office felt unbearably slow. Each step echoed through the hall, my anxiety growing with every passing moment. Finally, I stood before the heavy wooden doors. Taking a deep breath, I knocked softly. “Come in,” Adrian's voice called out, muffled slightly behind the thick doors. My s
Kayla's POV "Help me! Please help!" I woke up abruptly, my heart pounding in my chest. Sweat clung to my forehead, and the vivid images from the dream refused to fade away. I had seen Lady Rina’s frightened face flashing in front of me again, her pregnant belly was prominent as she ran frantically toward the familiar orphanage. She glanced over her shoulder with fear consuming her eyes. But who was she running from? I didn't know, and I couldn't see the threat.But lady Rina looked absolutely terrified for her life and I could sense that whoever was chasing her was very dark. I sat up in my bed and took a deep breath, my pulse slowing. The questions about Lady Rina had been haunting my mind for too long now.Ever since I first dreamt of her back in the Oracle's sanctuary, my mind kept replaying the same images over and over, urging me to uncover the truth about her.Whatever had happened back then—it was probably more significant to my life than I could imagine. I clenched th
Kayla's POV Adrian let go of my hand slowly, as if every inch of separation killed him. Every inch of the separation killed me too but I wasn't about to let him see that.I packed everything I had from the room and rushed past him.He barely moves and didn't even blink. it looked like he was in shock.My steps echoed down the corridor as I rushed into the guest wing, leaving Adrian standing frozen in the doorway. My new room felt empty and lifeless.And I knew that it was because it was Missing the warmth Adrian’s presence had always brought me. I slumped on the bed before burying my face in my hands while desperately trying to calm my shaking breaths. “Luna Kayla! You're really back!" The door suddenly burst open, and Ingrid rushed in with relief brightening her eyes. “Oh, thank the Goddess! I was so worried. Where have you been?” “I wasn't far, I just needed some space,” I admitted softly, barely looking up.I felt bad for leaving her in the dark when all she had wanted was fo
Kayla's POV "Dear goddess, please guide me in my endeavors." I prayed as I left the orphanage. My heart pounded violently as I carefully adjusted the hood over my head before pulling it lower over my eyes to hide my face from the palace guards that were patrolling the streets in search of me.I could hear them clearly— with boots crunching gravel, orders being barked urgently to find me, and my picture circulating among the crowd.These people were working day and night to find me.I almost barked out a dry laugh because the irony wasn’t lost on me. It seemed that Adrian had only realized my worth after I had already decided to leave. Just like Xavier had only wanted me after I was gone. Men. They only seemed to appreciate you when they were losing you. Taking a deep breath, I watched the guards carefully. I waited until one of them turned his back, distracted by a loud commotion from the nearby market, and then I quickly slipped past them, holding my breath until I reached the p
Kayla's POV The door creaked as I pushed it open with a little dust puffing into the air. It was obvious that not a lot of people used this room.The space was small and cluttered.It was more of a glorified storage room than a real Library or archive of history. Shelves sagged under the weight of worn-out books, and loose papers were scattered across tables and floors like autumn leaves.Nothing was arranged or labeled, but I was supposed to somehow be able to magically find the books I was looking for. Great. I rubbed my temples, trying to decide where to even start. Then I heard a rustle. My head snapped to the corner, where a stack of books shifted ever so slightly. I took a cautious step forward. Someone was hiding there.My heart began to race. Was it those shadowed rogues? Had they tracked me here?Had I put the orphans in danger with my presence? “Hello? Who's there?” I called while reaching for my necklace in preparation for a fight. "I know you're there so you bett
Kayla's POV I literally couldn’t stop staring at the photograph. The picture had frayed edges and timeworn colors, but the woman in it, standing close to Adrian's father… she looked like me. No.. she looked a little Too much like me to just be normal. And It wasn’t the kind of resemblance you could shrug off as coincidence. It was the same eyes. The same shape of the mouth. Even the same stubborn, haunted expression. And to make matters even more confusing was the fact that Standing beside her with one hand gently resting on hers, was the man Elara had just told me was Alpha Dominic. Adrian’s father. How was this possible? What did this mean? My legs suddenly felt too heavy to carry me so I sat in the corner of the common room with the photo clutched in my hands, trying to make sense of it. “Elara,” I called quietly. The tall, broad-shouldered woman glanced over from where she was searching through the drawers for other things. She came over and lowered herself be
Kayla's POV After breakfast, I insisted on helping the staff with chores—cleaning the tables, washing dishes, folding laundry. I needed to do something with my hands that would keep my thoughts from spiralling intodark thoughts.Plus I was eager to start helping the children as fast as possible. The funny thing was that the kids followed me around, asking questions about where I came from, if I had a wolf, if I’d ever seen the Alpha in real life. I smiled and answered as vaguely as I could, not ready to explain the chaos I’d run from. But for the first time in days, I felt a strange sense of peace.Like I was right where I should be. I was hanging laundry out back when one of the staff—Elara, a tall woman with sharp gray eyes and a strong build—approached me. “You’re quite the helper Miss Kayla,” she said, nodding with a basket on her hip. “I needed something to keep me busy,” I replied. She glanced around before adding, “You know, Lady Anna swears you’ve been here before.”
Kayla I ended up spending the night at the Orphanage and it was one of the most restful nights I've had in weeks.Sure, I might have had one or two night mares where I saw Adrian kissing Candice in her room while my body wrecked with painful sobs, but hey, it was better than the nightmares I usually had about the darkness that was trying to take control of me.I knew that I would finally be able to get rid of the problem when I finally get to the Oracle's sanctuary, but I just had to wait until the guards weren't searching for me so persistently.To be honest, I'm surprised that Adrian was putting that much effort into finding me now when he had been ignoring me for the last few days.Hadn't Candice satisfied him enough? Or was he so greedy that he wanted the two of us at the same time?Men! I should have known better than to let myself trust them again. Especially after how Xavier treated me.I had stupidly let myself become a fool for love again! How pathetic!I definitely won't le
Kayla's POV I really didn’t know where I was going at first. Not really. My feet just kept moving, dragging me farther away from the palace, from the pack... from Adrian. Every step felt more gut wrenching than the last, like my body wanted to turn back even though my heart refused to. Where do I go? I paused in the shadow of an old bakery, pressing my back to the cold brick wall as I hugged the jacket tighter around me. My breath was beginning to puff visibly in the cold evening air, and the wind cut through my clothes like icy knives.I would go to mountain, I finally decided. It was the only place I knew where I would be accepted by someone.I obviously couldn't go back to Xavier's pack but it was the only other place I knew, so the Oracle's sanctuary was my best vet.Plus If there was any place I could find answers—or strength—it was with her. Maybe I could even finish my training. Maybe I could finally understand why I was… this. Why I couldn’t control my power or trust my