Kael’s POVI made my way to her room. I could hear the faint sound of her muffled sobs as it seeped through the closed door. I paused briefly before pushing the door open. She sat at the edge of the bed with her back to me, shoulders trembling as tears streamed down her face.I stepped inside.“Leave my room,” she ordered, standing to her feet as her hand gestured towards the door.I didn’t move. I just stood there, watching her shoulders shake with each sob breath. Steve, my wolf, stirred violently within me. His growls echoed in my head in a great rage.“Look what you’ve done to her!” Steve snarled. “She’s ours, and you’ve broken her!”“She shouldn’t have talked back,” I shot back through the mind-link. “I expected her to respect me just as everyone else did.”“Don’t give me that excuse!” Steve’s voice was a raw growl now, echoing through my skull. “You pushed her to the edge, Kael! You’re supposed to protect her, not make her cry! Apologize to her. Now!”“She was with another man,”
Georgia’s POVA new day had just started when Margaret approached me in my room. She carried an outfit in her hands, an extravagant gown made with diamonds and the reflection of sun from the window made it shine like twinkles of light, something only fit for a queen.“Alpha Kael sent me to dress you,” she said, setting the dress down on my bed.“He said there’s an upcoming wedding in a few hours,” she replied.She helped me get dressed, the corset was pulled tight, almost suffocating, and the long, flowing train felt like shackles dragging behind me as Margaret pinned my hair up and applied face makeup on me.Shortly, the door swung open, and one of the pack elders stepped inside. He barely spared me a glance before stating, “It’s time, the priest is waiting.”He spoke as if I was the bride, as if this was already decided. I barely had a moment to gather my thoughts before I was ushered forward and I was walking down the aisle before I could even process what was happening.Walking do
Georgia’s POVThe doctor was waiting for us inside, and I was ushered into the examination room without a word from Kael. He remained outside.The doctor greeted me warmly, He didn’t waste any time in getting to work, his hands gentle as he checked me over, making sure my vitals were normal, that I wasn’t hiding any signs of distress.“You’re fine,” he said, offering a small smile as he finished his examination. “Nothing to worry about, my Luna. Everything seems to be in order.”I nodded, trying to seem more composed than I felt. “Thank you, Doctor.”After the brief check-up, we were back in the car, heading toward the mansion. As the car came to a halt at the grand entrance of the mansion, I caught sight of Lucy approaching, with that sickeningly sweet smile. “Well, well,” she said. “Congratulations, Georgia, on your wedding to Kael. You must be so happy.” She looked me over “I’m sure he’s been a wonderful husband already.”I clenched my fists in my lap, trying to stay calm. I wasn
Kael’s POVI unlocked the door and stepped inside, my eyes instantly fell to her. She laid on the bed, her hair was a mess against the sheets. A book rested in her hand, its middle page covering half of her face as though she had drifted off to sleep while reading. The sight of it was mesmerizing. I stepped in, moving closer. Now standing right before her, I gazed down at her, unable to tear my eyes away. There was something about watching her sleep that made me feel weak. People spoke of fated mates as if they were the greatest gift the Moon Goddess could give. A love so deep, so consuming, that it made warriors kneel and kings forsake their thrones. But all I had ever known was duty, war, and survival. Love was strange to me. And yet, looking at her now, I felt an overwhelming urge to protect her, to keep her safe from the cruel world outside this room. I wanted to give her everything, even though I had no idea how.Just then, she stirred, her brows scrunching slightly as a smal
Kael’s POVI left her room and never returned for the rest of the day. She was angry. When night came, she didn’t return to the room we shared. Instead, she chose to sleep in the initial room I had given her on her first visit. It wasn’t surprising. She was stubborn and I knew it.Finally, her birthday arrived.The next day, the maids moved in and out of her room, arms full of gifts wrapped in expensive papers and ribbons. Jewelry, designer dresses, rare perfumes, things most women would be desperate to have, I bought them all for her. Each maid bowed as they entered and left, offering her birthday greetings, but she remained still, her gaze fixed the novel in her hand, acting as if she were the only one in the room.I let them finish their work, watching from a distance before finally stepping inside and shutting the door behind me. She didn’t flinch, didn’t even acknowledge me, not even a thank you from her.I had done all this, made sure she had everything, gave her the title of
Georgia’s POVKael had finally granted my wish.It was all I had wanted, a chance to speak to Damien for forgiveness, to bring closure to this chapter of my life.The moment my feet touched the central grounds of the pack house, I felt stares, whispers from those that watched, perhaps surprised to see me here.I kept my head high, ignoring the hushed voices, but they didn’t bother hiding their judgements.“She has the audacity to show her face here?” a woman murmured, not bothering to lower her voice.“After running off to the Lycan King, she dares return to her former mate?” Another sneered.“Shameless,” spat an elder, his tone filled with disgust.I clenched my fists but didn’t stop. Their words stung, but I refused to let them see my pain as I approached the door. Without hesitation, I pushed it open.Inside, my gaze was immediately met by two pairs of eyes, Damien’s, filled with fury, and Lucy’s, gleaming with something far too smug. They both looked surprised to see me.I hesitate
Georgia’s POVI was now in my maid’s room, on the hard mattress, drowning in my own silent sobs. Everything had crumbled. Love had made me stay, love had made me choose Damien over Kael and now love has made me choose my fate.Damien had publicly humiliated me, denouncing me as Luna, as his mate. The people I had once called family whispered vile things about me, condemning me as if I were some tainted thing.Shortly, a sharp knock at the door jolted me from my spiraling thoughts, but before I could gather myself, the door was pushed open without hesitation. It was Lucy.She stepped inside as if she owned the place, her lips curled into a mocking smile.“Look at you,” she sighed, feigning disappointment as her gaze swept over me. “Have you seen what you’ve caused yourself for choosing Kael over Damien?”I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to sit up, but I didn’t speak.Lucy, however, had plenty to say.“And where was he?” she continued, tilting her head. “Your so-called Lycan King? Now
Georgia’s POVIt was finally the wedding.I was already dressed in the outfit Lucy had given me, a long, flowing gown. Sitting before the mirror, I carefully applied my makeup as I traced the line of my lips with a muted shade of pink lipstick.I let my hair fall naturally, cascading down my back in soft waves.Tonight, I had to at least pretend I wasn’t broken as I descended the grand staircase. The moment I stepped into the hall, heads turned, people stared. But nothing could have prepared me for the sight before me. I met Damien already kissing his bride, the vows had just finished.My breath caught in my throat, and my fingers curled into my palms as I watched the man who was supposed to be my husband, my supposed future wrapped around another woman. Their lips moved passionately and the audience watched with smiling faces. Most of them found it mesmerizing. As if the wound wasn’t deep enough, Lucy turned to look at me. A slow, cruel smirk spread across her lips, her eyes danci
Lucy’s POV I could hear the door slam before I even turned to the corner. Damien approached.“Damien? Calm down.” My voice was small, pathetic even to my own ears.“Get in here, Lucy.” The way he said my name, like it tasted bitter in his mouth cut deeper.I stepped into the room and immediately felt the shift in air. It was colder here, always. The thick curtains were drawn, casting the place in shadow. I crossed the threshold and stood near the door, hands clasped in front of me.He stood by the fireplace, back to me, jaw clenched so tight I could see the tension rippling up his neck. He didn’t look at me when he spoke.“You were supposed to have her here by now, it’s been days and you couldn’t do this little task I have entrusted to you.”“I…I know. I’m sorry.” My voice cracked. “There were delays. She’s harder to find than we thought.”“Don’t.” He turned then, his gaze pinning me in place like a knife through the chest. “Don’t make excuses.”I swallowed hard. “I’m doing everythin
Kael’s POVThe sunlight flashed on my eyelids, uncomfortably waking me from the heaviness of my own body. I groaned, tossing on the bed, fighting with the stubborn light that insisted on slicing through my lashes. My head pounded. A dull, throbbing pain spread through my temples like someone had cracked a bottle open on my skull. I tried to turn away from the light, clinging to the remnants of sleep. But then I felt someone lying beside me. My eyes opened in a slow, reluctant crawl, but what I saw made them fly wide open in an instant. Georgia?She lay there, curled slightly to one side, the sheets barely covering her. Her hair fanned over the pillow, her bare back rising in what should have been a gentle rhythm of breath. She’s naked In my bed, next to me.And that’s when i remembered last night's incident even though I can't remember it all. I had laid with her.I sat up slowly, the sheet sliding off my own waist. My heart thudded, once, then again, louder than before. The memory wa
Georgia’s POV Later that night, I made my way to Kael’s chamber. I hesitated for just a second, bare feet pressing against the cold marble before I raised my hand and pushed the door open without knocking.The room was dim, but the reflection of the moon light made it better. The curtains were half drawn. Kael stood near the window, shirt undone, collar open, dark hair tousled like he had run his hands through it a thousand times.He turned slowly when he heard the door creak, brows lifting in surprise. “Georgia?” His voice was low, a little rough. “You are not sleeping. Are you alright?”I stepped inside, letting the door fall shut behind me. The soft thud echoed in the silence between us. “No, I’m not alright.” I said simply and truthfully.Kael’s gaze darkened with concern. He stepped toward me, and that was when I noticed the half-empty whiskey glass on the table beside his bed. The smell of alcohol hung faintly in the air, and when he came closer, it clung to his breath.“You’ve
Reveena’s POVI stood by the kitchen door frame slightly, arms crossed as I peeked at Georgia secretly while she hum softly to herself as she stirred the contents of the pot. She moved around the kitchen with an almost eagerness, occasionally wiping her hands on the apron Kael had given her earlier in the day. It was ridiculous how proud she looked, as if preparing one meal could suddenly make her suitable to stand beside him.She didn’t even notice me lurking. But I wanted to walk in and teach her a lesson but an idea popped into my head.Georgia flipped the lid open and gave the pot one more stir, her face gleaming with a smile that made my skin itch. I watched her lean over and sniff the soup, nodding approvingly to herself. Not a single spoonful to taste the grab she had made, not even a pinch to check if the seasoning was right. Just a sniff. She really was that stupid.“I think they’ll love it,” she whispered to herself, wiping sweat off her forehead before trotting off toward t
Reveena’s POVI shouldn’t have come.The thought repeated over and over in my mind like a chant as Kael’s amber flared with a fire I hadn’t seen before, not for me, but against me.“You don’t get to decide my fate, Reveena,” he growled, each word seething with disdain. “Over my dead body will Georgia ever be my mate? Is that what you came here to force on me?”I opened my mouth to reply, to remind him of the bloodlines, the council’s expectations.“If you think I’ll let anyone, even you, dictate who I bind my soul to… then I’m sorry to tell you this, Reveena,” he spat my name like it burned his tongue. “But I’ll become your enemy if that’s what it takes.”My breath hitched. I felt my heart crack loudly, painfully as though he’d just ripped it from my chest and crushed it between his clawed fingers. He turned away from me as if I no longer mattered. His hand curled into a fist at his side, shoulders tense, jaw tight. Not because of her he is acting this way towards me.“You would thro
Reveena’s POVI made my way to Kael’s chambers with thunder boiling in my veins.That moment I saw her, draped in simple fabric, eyes lowered like a servant, something inside me twisted. Not jealousy. No. This was something deeper. A storm of disbelief and fury at the very idea that someone like her could be in his presence so comfortably.I didn’t knock as I bagged into Kael’s room.The doors flung open beneath my hands, slamming against the inner walls. Kael was by the window, but he didn’t even flinch. He barely turned his head as I entered, and that only enraged me more.“Unbelievable.” I snapped. His eyes rose to meet mine. calm, cold, and far too steady for someone who’d just been caught entertaining a girl like that. “What?”“You know what I mean,” I hissed, stepping closer. “The girl I saw claiming she’s your mate. The one with her hair tied back like a kitchen maid. What is she doing here?”Kael arched a brow, folding his hands across each other with the kind of infuriating
Georgia’s POV“Leave.” He instructed as he pulled away. I took a step forward but he wasn’t giving me the chance to come closer. “You should leave!” He ordered again.I closed Kael’s door quietly behind me. My fingers lingered on the handle, as if wanting to go back in if I held it long enough. But it didn’t. He had sent me away.I didn’t want to leave, that I could stay and just sit in silence if that’s all he wanted. But Kael was persistent. His words had been gentle but firm. “Not now. Please, just go.”So I did.I walked down the long corridor with a dull ache spreading through my chest, the kind that doesn’t explode, just gnaws quietly beneath your ribs. The pack house was quieter than usual. Even the guards I passed seemed subdued. By the time I reached the new room Leah and I had moved into, I headed towards the bed. The room was bigger than our old one, the ceiling higher, the windows wider. It was nicer.Leah was folding some of Nathalie’s tiny clothes when I walked in. The
Georgia’s POV The night was quiet, too quiet. I looked at Kael as we stood under the tree beneath the moonlight.The silence between us wasn’t uncomfortable, just heavy. “You’re awfully quiet,” I said softly, breaking the stillness.Kael didn’t look at me right away. He had that faraway gaze, like he was speaking to the stars rather than to me. His jaw clenched, then relaxed. “I’ve been waiting for the right time to tell you something,” he said at last, his voice low and unsure.I turned fully toward him. “Tell me now.”A faint smile touched his lips. “There’s… a way,” he said, “to bring my mortal body back.”For a second, I just stared at him, blinking. Then the weight of his words slammed into my chest and I grabbed his arm. “Are you serious?”He nodded once.I let out a breathless laugh, joy blooming in my chest. “That’s incredible, Kael! That’s how? What is it? What do we have to do?”That’s when his smile faded.He looked down at his hands, flexing his fingers like he wasn’t su
Ruth’s POVI don’t remember how I got to the hospital.One moment, I was cradling her limp body in my arms, whispering her name over and over again like it could breathe life back into her. The next, I was speeding through the city streets, horns blaring behind me, lights flashing red and green but never registering. Her head rested on me, blood seeping through the fabric of my shirt, warm and sticky. Her lips were slightly parted, eyes closed. I kept telling myself she was asleep. She had to be.“Sis, stay with me,” I whispered, voice cracking. “We’re almost there, okay? Just… just a little longer.”But she didn’t stir.When I finally reached the nearby hospital and burst into the emergency room, I must have looked insane, my shirt drenched in blood, barefooted, my hands shaking so badly I almost dropped her. Nurses rushed toward me, their calm efficiency making my chaos feel even more unbearable.“We need a stretcher here!” someone shouted.“She’s not breathing,” I choked out, foll