LOGIN(Siena's POV)My pulse stutters unevenly as I struggle to comprehend what I'm feeling.Beside me, Raiden's entire body tenses, his muscles rigid beneath the fitted fabric of his shirt, posture radiating barely-contained fury.His protective stance positions him squarely between me and this newcomer,
(Raiden's POV)We're gathered in the airy central chamber of Windhowl's main hall.The moment Siena smiles openly during the council meeting, my heart stutters in my chest—a quiet, profound reminder of everything I once lost, and everything I'm determined never to lose again.Afternoon sunlight stre
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
Zion's POVI stare down at the proposal in my hand, the paper now damp with my previous drink. The alcohol hasn’t clouded my mind enough to miss the significance of what’s written in front of me. I can’t believe it. This proposal—this plan—is… impressive.I’ve spent years writing her off. Siena. The
I notice, and for once, I feel like I’ve won something. I’ve never felt like I was competing for Raiden’s attention before, but now, in this moment, it feels like the tide is shifting. I’m no longer just the woman he tolerates. I’m more than that now.We leave the noble’s villa after some time, and
Raiden's POVThe heavy tension in the air presse[1] [2] s down on my chest, but I don’t show it. I sit at my desk, eyes scanning the papers in front of me, though my mind is elsewhere. The words on the page blur as I hear the steady rhythm of my beta’s voice, cutting through the quiet of my office.
Siena's POVI sit on my bed, staring at my phone. My fingers hover above the screen, and for a moment, I’m frozen. I had been hoping—no, expecting—a message from Raiden, as my best friend had suggested. She had said, "It’s definitely Raiden. He owes you an apology for everything he’s done!"But the







