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
Siena's POVThe next day dawns crips and clear, the air buzzes with the fever of anticipation. Today marks the start of the first competition, and I can feel the weight of expectation pressing against my lip.I refuse to let it shake me.Standing before the full- length mirror, adjusting the deep em
Siena’s POVI don’t know how to react to Lila’s mark.My mind is a mess, tangled in rage so sharp I can taste it. My wolf surges forward, instincts clawing at me to bare my teeth, to shift right here and now, to rip her apart.This anger—it’s unlike anything I’ve ever felt.Then, at the peak of my f
Siena turns slowly, her movements deliberate, her expression carefully blank. But her eyes—they burn with something fierce, something raw, and it unsettles me in ways I don’t want to admit."What did I do?" she echoes, her voice quiet but sharp, like the edge of a blade. "Are you even going to ask w
This cold, calculating woman who would rather reach out to Zion than me. This woman who talks about divorce, as if it’s something that could ever be so simple. Her love for me… was it all just a façade?I thought back to that night, when she had seen Lila and me together. The rage in her eyes, the h







