My breath catches softly, heart stumbling gently beneath quiet anxiety. Yet beneath hesitation lies cautious curiosity, openness I carefully nurture. I nod slowly. “Of course.” His voice remains gentle, carefully phrased to remove pressure or expectation. “Would you consider dinner? It's not reconc
(Siena's POV)The bruises on my skin have faded, yet the persistent ache deep inside my chest refuses to heal, Raiden's words echoing relentlessly within my mind despite my stubborn attempts to silence them.A week has passed since the attack, and Windhowl and Silverfang are finally beginning to hea
(Raiden's POV)The metallic scent of blood and antiseptic fills my lungs, mingling into a nauseating cocktail that twists my stomach into knots, but I refuse to leave Siena's side even for a moment.Around us, chaos slowly yields to order. Security forces carefully secure Lila and Mia, their wrists
(Siena POV)Chaos erupts instantly, and Lila lunges swiftly toward me, teeth bared, eyes glowing, glinting dangerously beneath dim lighting.Instinctively, Raiden moves protectively forward, yet equally instinctively, I shift swiftly to shield him, deliberately placing myself between Raiden and Lila
The betrayal burns like acid in my veins. Mia, who knew every detail of our security protocols. Who had access to his quarters, to mine. She used that trust to orchestrate our destruction. My destruction. Something shifts in the darkness behind me—a whisper of movement, the faintest disturbance o
(Siena's POV)The darkness of the maintenance tunnels presses close around me, an oppressive weight that echoes the turmoil raging within my chest. Raiden's words replay endlessly in my mind, each syllable a spark igniting a wildfire of chaotic emotion. “I've loved you from the beginning, Siena.”
“We need to get you out of here,” she says, voice steadier than it has any right to be. “Can you stand if I help you?” I nod, though I'm not certain it's true. Her arm slides around my waist, surprisingly strong as she braces herself against my weight. Together, we struggle to our feet amid the ru
(Raiden’s POV)The putrid scent of smoke and burning wires assaults my senses the instant Siena and I burst into the command center. The flickering emergency lights cast sinister crimson shadows across shattered monitors.Chaos greets us on every side—warriors shouting over crackling radios, technic
My wolf stirs restlessly inside me, ears perked hopefully despite caution's lingering whispers. I roll onto my side, pulling my knees toward my chest. The memory of our last real conversation burns like acid—the cold fury in my voice as I accused him of trying to overshadow my accomplishments, of