Kayla’s POVFor a single, shocking moment, I was frozen.Candice— woman who was addicted to Adrian, the woman who had been fighting tooth and nail to get him —was now lunging at Adrian.This wasn't making any sense to me.Her nails elongated into claws, swiping through the air with deadly precision.And Adrian wasn’t fighting back.He was only dodging her attacks, barely avoiding the vicious way she was trying to end him, but I could see it.Every time she struck, every time he evaded, worry and confusion flickered in his dark eyes.Not because she was hurting him, But because he couldn't understand why she was doing it.Adrian could have ended this fight in an instant.But he wouldn’t. Because he truly cared for Candice and this wasn’t Candice.Not the real Candice anyway, and we all knew it.And yet—My chest tightened as I watched him try to dodge another hit.But this time, he didn't move fast enough and Candice’s claws ripped through his sleeve, drawing blood.A sharp growl lef
Kayla’s POV "Did you really think I’d let you go, Kayla?” It growled. That voice. It was familiar. Too familiar. But that wasn’t possible because I couldn't remember hearing it before. Plus the fact that they were bold enough to intrude the south was a problem. I stood frozen, my heart hammering against my ribs as the shadows shifted near the doorway. Adrian was already in front of me, his body tense, it was like he was shielding me from the possible attack coming. His dark eyes burned with a dangerous intensity. “You need to stay hidden here, this palace is the safest place, Kayla,” he ordered. I barely heard him. My mind was racing, trying to place that voice—the one that had sent chills through my spine. It couldn’t be… But before I could think further, a deafening howl rang through the air. Then another. Then— Chaos erupted. --- A pack warrior rushed in, panting. “The attack has gotten worse sir!” he gasped. “They’ve broken past the outer patrols. We need
Adrian’s POV The moment the warrior burst into the room, his face pale with urgency, I knew something was wrong. “The border—” he gasped. “It’s been breached.” I froze immediately. “By who?” The guard hesitated, then spoke. "We aren't sure sir. You need to see this by yourself." For a second, the words didn’t quite register. A breach? In our territory? That wasn’t supposed to happen. We had one of the strongest security systems in place. How the hell did someone get through? 'How did they even find the audacity to get through? And what did they want?' Is what I thought. But then— My mind went to Kayla. I needed to keep her safe at all costs. I didn't remember my pack, I didn't remember my people or any of the things I used to think about, all I remembered was Kayla. From that moment, my mind snapped. I barely remembered giving Logan orders. All I knew was that I needed to keep her safe. I remembered turning to her, grabbing her by the shoulders and saying “Stay her
Adrian’s POVKayla collapsed against me, her body limp as the impact of the attack knocked the breath out of her.For a moment, everything froze.Her beautiful eyes—those damn beautiful eyes that had captivated me from the moment I first saw them—dimmed as she lost consciousness. Blood trickled from her lips, her skin now unnervingly still.No. No, no, no. I thought.“Kayla!” My voice was hoarse as I caught her before she hit the ground.She wasn’t moving. Why wasn’t she moving?My heart slammed against my ribs in pure, unfiltered terror.“Somebody help me!” I roared.Logan and the warriors rushed toward me, but I didn’t wait. I lifted Kayla into my arms, holding her against me as I ran full speed toward the palace hospital.Every second that passed felt like a blade slicing through my chest.She had taken that hit for me.She had thrown herself into danger without hesitation, without thinking about herself.And now she was unconscious in my arms, bleeding, broken.I clenched my jaw,
Kayla’s POVSomething was wrong with me.The feeling hit me the second I opened my eyes—an emptiness, like a piece of me had been stripped away.I sat up with a gasp, my breath sharp and ragged. My hands clutched the sheets beneath me as a deep panic settled into my bones.What’s wrong with me?My heart pounded as I looked around, disoriented. White walls. The sterile smell of antiseptic. A dim overhead light flickering faintly.A hospital?Before I could fully process where I was, I felt a hand grip mine. Warm. Steady. Familiar.“Kayla.”I turned my head, locking eyes with Adrian.His dark brows were furrowed, and there was something fierce in his gaze—relief, frustration, something deeper."You’re awake," he said, exhaling like he'd been holding his breath for hours. "Thank goddess."A wave of dizziness washed over me as memories started trickling back. The battle. The attack. Adrian standing in the path of danger.And then—that creepy voice in my head.My stomach turned. It had bee
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 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 fatger… 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 beside me. “La
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
Kayla's POVI sat on the cold marble floor, clutching one of Adrian’s shirts to my chest, tears streaming down my face like a damn faucet I couldn’t turn off.How could he do this to me? After everything. After all his promises to always fight for me. To never let me feel alone again.He spent the night with her.Candice.It took one fight, one misunderstanding, and he ran straight to her. I didn’t even need to ask anyone. The moment Connor hesitantly told me the truth, I saw it. Clear as day. The shattered pieces of my heart lay scattered around the room like the vases I’d broken last night.The bed smelled like him. The sheets, the pillows — all of it haunted me. His scent, his warmth... gone. Just like that.“He was never going to choose you,” the necklace whispered in that low, silky voice that made my skin crawl. “Men like him choose women like Candice. Pretty, obedient. The kind that don’t challenge them.”“Shut up,” I muttered, dragging myself up to the bed to unzip the duffe
Adrian's POV I tried hard to remember last night but my head soon began to hurt from the effort and I still came up blankPanic was quickly beginning to seize me until I suddenly heard Candice's voice. "Relax Alpha," she said from across the room, her legs tucked under her in a chair by the window with a mug in her hand. "You don't need to try hard to remember what happened last night.""Huh?" I asked in confusion.Candice smiled. "I can read your emotions on your face, and what I meant to say was Nothing interesting happened." I blinked blearily at her. "What...?" "You passed out last night after drinking that extra bottle I told you not to drink," she said simply. "I didn’t want the entire palace gossiping about how their great Alpha can’t hold his liquor so I brought you to the guest room in my quarters. I just brought coffee for you this morning." She gestured to the tray on the table. I let out a breath of relief. I didn't betray Kayla because nothing had happened between us
Adrian’s POVI'm an idiot, I know that. I'm an idiot who's hopelessly in love with a woman but still too scared of his feelings for her.These last few days have really wrecked my mental state and drinking with Candice made me forget my worries for just a few hours.But even that, didn't last long. Because once my eyes landed on Kayla, everything came flooding back.She had made lunch and brought it to me, which meant that she had been thinking of me and probably tried to reach me earlier but I had blocked her.I just wanted time to process thoughts without interruptions or guilt. But that turned out to be impossible because the second I saw the look on Kayla’s face when I refused the food she brought, a bitter knot formed in my stomach. Her smile faltered and was replaced by something smaller, tighter. Hurt. She held the tray down carefully, almost as if she were afraid it would shatter if she moved too quickly.Then she offered to make dinner but I turned it down too and I could
Kayla's POV "It's not any of your concern Kayla. I suggest you drop it... for your own good."What nonsense was he saying. Xavier was my ex husband and very obvious enemy of Adrian. What did he mean it was non of my concern?I was very confused now. Didn't Hector say he had nothing to do with Xavier? Didn't he say he was going to change his relationship with Adrian for the better? What was he hiding now? I pressed on. “You know meeting with him, especially after everything that happened, is only going to make things worse with Adrian. Do you really want to make things more complicated?” He turned his head toward me, his expression hardening slightly. “I don’t care anymore what Adrian thinks. He’s never cared about what I’ve done, and he never will. Besides, I don’t see the problem with talking to someone who actually listens to me.” I felt my heart twist in my chest. “I know you’re upset, Hector, but you promised me—even before I stopped Adrian from banishing you—that you’d stop w