Zara’s POVSleep had left me.For many nights, I lay awake in the dark, staring at the ceiling, listening to my own heartbeat. I kept wondering if Marcus could hear it too. Something about him had changed. The bond that used to feel so strong between us now felt thin, like a rope about to snap.He hadn’t touched me in days.He hadn’t accused me of anything either, but his silence said more than words. I knew Marcus was not a man who ignored questions. And my silence had only made him dig deeper.I rose from bed and walked to the balcony. The night air was cool, the moon pale above me. Down below, I saw the torches of the guards moving, and heard wolves running in the forest. It should have calmed me. It didn’t.I felt trapped.Nicholas’s eyes had been on me that morning during council. Cold, sharp, full of knowing. He hadn’t needed to say a word; his smirk told me everything. He was watching me. Waiting.And Marcus… Marcus was starting to look at me the same way.My hands tightened on
ANDRE POVThe night air was cold on my skin, but it did nothing to cool the fire inside me.Her silence burned in my chest.Zara. My mate. The woman fate had tied me to.She had stood before me, lips closed, eyes full of secrets. She gave me no answer when I asked for the truth.And that silence hurt more than any lie.I had begged her to trust me. She turned away.That could only mean one thing she was hiding something.And I would find out what it was.I walked down the corridor of the Alpha’s wing, each step echoing against the stone floor. The guards at their posts straightened as I passed. They wanted to ask questions, I could see it in their eyes, but none of them dared to speak.Good.This wasn’t for them to know. Not yet.I reached my office and slammed the door behind me. Lantern light flickered across the walls as I dragged old records onto the desk. My hands shook with anger, but my mind was sharp.If Zara would not give me the truth, then I would dig it out myself.Her sto
Zara’s POVMarcus’s words kept ringing in my head.“If you don’t give me the truth… I’ll find it myself.”The way he looked at me cut deeper than any wound. Hurt, Anger, Betrayal.I had wanted to tell him everything. The truth burned on my tongue. But fear strangled me. Fear of losing him. Fear of what he would see once the lie was gone.And now… I had only pushed him further away.Tears rolled down my cheeks as his figure disappeared into the shadows. My chest ached, the bond between us twisting like an open wound, begging me to run after him. But my legs refused to move.Because I wasn’t alone.Nicholas.I felt him before I saw him. His presence was always like smoke, cold, heavy, and impossible to ignore.When I turned, he was there at the edge of the courtyard. His body was relaxed, but his eyes… sharp. Unrelenting. Watching me.He had seen everything. The fight. The silence. The doubt in Marcus’s eyes.And he was enjoying it.“You’re clever,” Nicholas said softly. His voice was s
Marcus’s POVHer silence cut deeper than any blade.I stood there, staring into the eyes of the woman I had claimed as mine, the woman whose scent was etched into my bones, and all I saw was fear. Not love. Not trust. Just fear.And she said nothing.The bond between us pulsed painfully, tugging, pleading with me to reach for her. My wolf snarled inside me, furious, restless, demanding I tear the truth out of her throat if she wouldn’t give it freely.But all I could do was stand there and drown in the emptiness of her silence.“I gave you a chance,” I said finally, my voice low, trembling with restraint. “And you chose to say nothing.”Her lips parted, her eyes glassy with unshed tears. For a moment, I thought she might speak, that she might finally shatter the wall between us. But the words never came.And with every second that passed, something inside me cracked.The courtyard felt colder than before. The guards shifted uneasily, pretending not to watch, but their ears caught ever
Zara’s POVHis voice froze me.“Zara.”The sound of my name on his lips was a blade sharp, inevitable, merciless. I turned slowly, every heartbeat like a drum against my ribs, my satchel clutched tight against me as though it could shield me from the truth pressing in on all sides.The moonlight made Marcus’s eyes burn gold, his wolf so close to the surface I could almost feel the heat of his rage. He looked at me as though he didn’t know if he wanted to hold me or tear me apart.My knees almost buckled beneath me.“I wasn’t ” The words tangled on my tongue, weak and useless.“Going somewhere?” His tone was calm, too calm, and that was what made it terrifying.The guards lingered, tense, their eyes darting between us as though they’d just stumbled into a storm. The gates loomed half-open behind me, a path to freedom that now felt like a noose tightening around my neck.I wanted to run. Every instinct screamed at me to flee before the truth shattered everything. But Marcus’s gaze pinne
Marcus’s POVI never thought silence could feel like betrayal.But as I lay there in the dark, pretending to sleep, the sound of Zara’s shallow breaths told me more than any words ever could. I didn’t need to hear everything just enough.Tomorrow, I will leave.Those words carved themselves into my skull, refusing to let go.My chest tightened until breathing became an effort. My mate Luna was planning to run.Why?The question tore at me like claws against flesh. I had given her everything: protection, loyalty, a place beside me no one could challenge. And yet… It wasn't enough. Or worse it was never what she wanted at all.My wolf stirred, snarling beneath my skin. She lies. She’s hiding something. Rip the truth out of her.But another voice, softer, steadier, whispered back. She’s yours. She loves you. Don’t let doubt destroy what you’ve built together.I clenched my jaw, fighting the storm that raged inside me. Love and suspicion wrestled, neither giving ground.I could still feel