Georgia’s POVKael’s s eyes, wild with confusion and fury, locked onto me immediately. Rain clung to his hair, dripping down his face as he rushed toward me. The storm’s howl followed him, the wind whipping through the open door, as the thunderstorm filled the room loudly.“Georgia!” Kael’s voice broke, filled with desperation, as he approached me immediately. His hands found my shoulders, his grip firm as he scanned me for injuries. His eyes landed on the blood trickling down my arm from where Damien’s knife had grazed me, and his face contorted with anguish. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”I opened my mouth to answer, but my words caught in my throat. The sight of Kael, soaked and breathless, his love for me etched into every line of his face made my chest ache to see the worries in his eyes. I wanted to tell him I was fine, that I’d handled it, but the truth was, I was shaking from the supernatural power I’d unleashed. Before I could speak, a shadow moved behind us. It was Damien,
Georgia’s POVI am alone in the room at night now while Kael was outside with the few beggars he had helped earlier from another pack. The air in our room felt heavy with cold from the weather and drizzling rain outside. The bed beneath me was lumpy, the mattress doing little to comfort my restless body as I laid under the duvet. I lay there, staring at the ceiling with smiles curving out my lips, my thoughts filled with Kael, my fingers tracing the frayed edges of the quilt as I waited for my husband. I have dressed sexily for him tonight and I am waiting patiently.Thunder rumbled in the distance, sending lightning across the room. The storm was coming and it was the perfect weather for I and Kael.The windows rattled nonstop, the wind sneaking through the opening with a high-pitched whine. I glanced at them. Maybe I should lock them but then, I felt lazy to get up. I pulled the quilt tighter around me, the chill in the air seeping into my bones. Kael had been gone too long. Helpin
Lucy’s POVI traveled alone for some vacation to clear my head from emotional stress and today, I was finally back. The soft hum of the engine faded as the taxi pulled up to the pack estate. I stepped out, tugging my coat around me as the chilled wind nipped at my skin. I had been away for three days.The grand entrance loomed before me as I dragged my suitcase across the driveway. As I pushed open the door, I half-expected Damien to be waiting in the hallway with that cold expression he always wore, ready to question me where I had been. But the foyer was empty. “Mrs. Lucy!” One of the younger maids whom I had told earlier about my travel, rushed over, nearly tripping over her own feet. “I didn’t expect you till nightfall.”I offered a small smile. “Flight got in early. Is Damien in?”The hesitation in her eyes was so brief, I almost missed it. “Where is he?” I asked again, this time more firmly.“He… left days ago,” Miriam said. “With a few men.”“Left?” My brows furrowed. “Wher
Damien’s POVToday has been hectic. Not just today, but other days as well. Meeting upon meetings. Rumors had it that Georgia was in the Lycan kingdom.“Damien,” Marcus, my second-in-command called, his voice cutting through the murmurs of the meeting. “We’ve scoured the western territories. No trace of her. The scouts say the Lycan borders are locked tight. If Georgia’s there, she’s under heavy guard.”I leaned forward, my jaw tight. “Then we hit harder. We don’t stop until we find her. The Lycan King doesn’t get to steal what’s ours. The way he humiliated me years ago…. I can’t forget.”A murmur of agreement rippled through the room, but I caught the doubt in their eyes. They didn’t say it, but I felt it, she might not want to be found. I shoved the thought down, burying it beneath the rage that had kept me awake for weeks. Georgia was mine, my wife, my mate, my luna. No crown, no kingdom, could change that. So whatever I choose to do with her body or presence, that’s on me. The me
Raveena’s POVThe morning sun sliced through my curtains as yesterday’s incident flashed back. I didn't know how I’d slept yesterday while I cried. But now, I woke to a tearful face. My eyes were dull, swollen from crying, and the shattered pieces of my phone still lay scattered across the floor where I’d thrown it last night. Evan’s words echoed in my skull, relentless, each of his words still a fresh wound. ‘I’m getting married tomorrow. To someone else.’I dragged myself out of bed, my limbs heavy, and stumbled to the bathroom. The mirror showed a stranger with pale, hollow-cheeked, dark circles framing eyes that lost happiness. I splashed cold water on my face, hoping it would shock me into feeling something other than this suffocating grief but It didn’t. I got ready for the day and made my way out.Downstairs, the pack house was quieter than last night’s chaos. avoided the main hall, slipping out to the porch instead, needing air, needing space. The pack was already alive, some
Raveena’s POVReaching the pack house, the place was lit up like a festival. A banner fluttered above the entrance, its bold letters glinting CONGRATULATIONS! My jaw dropped. What the hell was going on?I quickened my pace as I approached. Pack members milled about, some spilling onto the lawn with drinks in hand, their faces flushed with joy. I scanned the crowd, my eyes narrowing as I searched for answers.“Karl!” I called, spotting him near the buffet table, his shoulders hunched as he piled food onto a plate. He turned, his easy grin faltering when he saw my stunned expression. “What’s happening?” I gestured at the chaos around us, my voice sharp with confusion.Before he could answer, Leah came over, her auburn curls bouncing as she threw her arms around me, nearly knocking me off balance. “Oh my gosh!” she squealed, her voice bubbling with excitement. “Karl proposed! We’re engaged!” He exclaimed. Not that we were close. Why the sudden friendship now? The way she neared me only