Kayla POV I never imagined my life would end up like this. Not after everything I’d been through. Not after being betrayed, abused, lied to, hunted, and nearly killed—more than once. And yet… here I was. In Adrian’s arms, tangled beneath the softest sheets in a room that finally felt like home. His heartbeat was steady beneath my cheek, his arms a tight around me. I let out a quiet breath, my fingers lightly tracing his chest. “You okay?” he murmured sleepily, brushing my hair out of my face as he blinked down at me. “Yeah,” I whispered. “I’m just… a little overwhelmed.” Adrian’s arms tightened around me instantly. “You don’t have to be. You’re definitely safe now. I promise.”My wolf practically purred and I nodded but my eyes prickled with emotion. “Adrian… I have a father now. A real father. Eight brothers. A grandfather. You. And a baby on the way.” His lips twitched into a soft smile. “Don’t forget Ingrid, Logan, Hector, and Connor. You always had a family, Kayla. Even w
Kayla POVWhy did my grandfather lie? My mouth went dry. I had no words. I couldn’t speak. I just… stared at King Konstantine like I hadn’t heard him right. “My uncle?” I whispered, voice barely carrying. “My… uncle killed my mother?” King Konstantine’s expression was grave as he nodded. “Yes. He hunted her like prey. Even after she fled, he didn’t stop. And now we believe he’s the same man who has been trying to kill you.” I slowly stood up and took a shaky step back. My legs felt like jelly. “But… my grandfather—Mr. Kim—he said she was an only child,” I said, my voice trembling. “He told me that she didn’t have any siblings. That he and grandmother raised her alone.” Adrian stepped forward quickly and steadied me with a hand around my waist. “Kayla, wait. Remember that Connor came to us before the Lycan King arrived. He already showed us that your mother had a twin brother. We just didn’t have time to process it before your father—King Konstantine—showed up.” The King stood
Kaylas Pov “She was telling the truth,” Konstantine confirmed. “Your grandmother—your mother’s mother—was the last pureblood of her kind. When she died, your mother became the sole living carrier of their bloodline. Only women have the potential to become a Valkyrie." “I…” I could hardly breathe. “Why didn’t we find out any of this in our research before?” “Because Rina wanted to protect you. And so did I and Dominic.” He glanced at Adrian. “She was being hunted. The more people knew about her and especially your bloodline, the more danger you were in.” Adrian muttered under his breath. “This just keeps getting bigger…” I turned back to Konstantine. “So… after you caught her?” “She was injured,” he said softly. “I was supposed to lock her up. Interrogate her. But… she fascinated me. She was fierce and clever and terrified all at once. She aimed a blade at my throat even though she knew she was no match for a Lycan prince. She was trembling like a leaf—but she never droppe
Author's note. I apologize for taking so long to post everyone. I was very sick but I'm fine now. Please enjoy and kindly comment to let me know you're still with me.Kayla POV It had been hours but I suddenly began struggling to process his earlier words "my daughter" when I realized how still I’d gone. Sitting beside Adrian and King Konstantine—my father— suddenly felt too surreal, like I’d stepped into a different version of my life. One I didn’t recognize, but couldn’t walk away from anymore. Rina was my mother but I barely know a single thing about her except the few things my grandfather said, such as how she was basically a gold digger who ran away from her poor home to have an affair with a Married Alpha Dominic. But that had turned out to be wrong because a single King Konstantine not a married Alpha Dominic was my father. I had to learn everything there was to learn about her. I kept my hands in my lap, fingers tangled tightly. “What was she like?” I asked softly, su
Kayla POV I didn’t know how long I’d sat there beside him — my father. My real father. The man everyone thought was dead, the man my mother, Lady Rina, had apparently spent her last days protecting me from a world that was never meant to keep us safe. Every few minutes, I found myself studying the lines at the corners of his eyes. Trying to memorize him — this gentle way he spoke my name, the cautious way he kept brushing a hand over my hair like he was making sure I was really here. “I used to dream about this,” I murmured, my fingers curling tighter around the tea cup he’d pressed into my hands. “About you.” He smiled at me, and it did something strange to my chest. “I dreamed too, little one. Dreamed of a thousand ways to find you again, to pull you back from the hands that tried to snatch you from the enemies side.” I swallowed the tight knot in my throat. I could feel Adrian’s eyes on my back — hovering at the threshold of the small study. He hadn’t moved closer, hadn’t
Kayla’s POVMy mind was still spinning from the word that had slipped so easily from King Konstantine’s lips: My daughter.I felt like the world had tilted under my feet — but I forced myself to stand firm between the snarling boys.“Enough!” I snapped, planting my palms on both their chests. “You’re not tearing each other apart, not for me.”Adrian was instantly at my back. I felt his warmth before I heard his voice — low, protective.“Kayla, get behind me. Now.”Before I could protest, I felt him step in front of me for the second time , shielding me with that broad, infuriatingly stubborn back of his.King Konstantine’s deep chuckle rolled through the clearing like distant thunder.“She really is Brave, boy. Very brave.”Adrian’s shoulders stiffened. He glanced back at me, confusion and suspicion battling in his eyes.“Kayla,” he murmured, just loud enough for me to hear, “why is he calling you his daughter? What is going on?”My throat bobbed. My mouth opened but nothing came out.