Chapter 5

Kiara pov

 

The room felt unbearably quiet after Alpha Theodore left.

I stared at the ceiling, afraid to move, as though even the smallest motion would break whatever fragile peace surrounded me. The sheets beneath my fingers felt too clean, too soft nothing like the cold floors I was used to.

Safe.

The word didn’t belong to me.

My body trembled as memories slipped in without warning dark hallways, damp walls, the smell of alcohol clinging to Alpha Ash whenever he stumbled toward me. My chest tightened, and I squeezed my eyes shut.

Don’t think about it.

Don’t remember.

A soft knock sounded at the door.

I flinched instantly, my heart jumping painfully.

The doctor stepped inside, moving carefully as if approaching a wounded animal. “Easy,” he said gently. “You’re not in danger here.”

I nodded, even though my hands still shook beneath the blanket. He checked the IV attached to my arm and watched me for a moment longer than necessary.

“You’ll remain here tonight,” he said. “Your body needs rest. And your mind… even more.”

“What happens after?” I asked quietly.

He hesitated before answering. “That depends on Alpha Theodore.”

Fear curled deep inside my stomach.

After he left, the silence returned, heavier than before. I turned my head toward the closed door, listening to every faint sound outside, waiting without knowing why.

Minutes passed.

Or maybe hours.

Then the air changed.

I felt it before I saw him a shift in pressure, like the room itself recognized his presence. Warmth spread slowly through my chest as the door opened and Alpha Theodore walked in.

My breathing faltered.

His expression was calm, but his golden eyes carried something darker, something searching. Instinctively, I shrank back against the pillows.

He stopped immediately.

“I won’t come closer unless you want me to,” he said, his voice low and controlled.

The words surprised me.

“Why… are you here?” I asked.

“To check on you,” he replied. “And to talk, if you’re strong enough.”

I hesitated before giving a small nod.

He pulled a chair closer but kept a careful distance. Even so, the space between us felt charged, alive in a way I didn’t understand.

“You’re afraid of me,” he said quietly.

I lowered my gaze. “I’m afraid of Alphas.”

A shadow crossed his face.

“I’m not Alpha Ash.”

“I know,” I whispered. “But my body doesn’t.”

He didn’t argue with that. Instead, he leaned back slightly, giving me more space.

“The doctor explained your ability,” he said.

Panic rose instantly. “I didn’t know about it. I swear.”

“I believe you.”

I blinked, startled by how easily he said it.

“Self-healing abilities rarely awaken on their own,” he continued. “They appear when someone is pushed beyond normal limits.”

“Because of pain?” I asked.

He shook his head slightly. “Because of survival.”

A chill ran through me.

“You said something about noble bloodlines,” I murmured. “What does that mean?”

His jaw tightened. “It means you’re valuable.”

My stomach twisted uneasily. “To who?”

“To packs that seek power,” he answered bluntly. “And to enemies who fear it.”

I shook my head quickly. “I don’t want that. I just want a quiet life.”

His gaze softened, though his voice remained serious. “That may no longer be possible.”

My breath caught.

Suddenly, warmth spread through my chest again stronger this time. It curled low in my stomach, making my heartbeat race uncontrollably. My skin tingled as if reacting to something invisible.

Alpha Theodore stiffened.

His eyes locked onto mine, pupils darkening.

“What is it?” I asked nervously.

He inhaled slowly, like he was steadying himself.

“Your scent…” he murmured, almost to himself.

The warmth intensified, making my head spin.

“Something feels wrong,” I whispered.

“Not wrong,” he said hoarsely. “Dangerous.”

Fear and confusion tangled inside me. “What’s happening?”

His muscles tensed, something wild flickering briefly behind his eyes.

“My wolf senses you,” he admitted. “And that shouldn’t be possible.”

I froze.

“I don’t even have a wolf.”

“That’s what we believed,” he said quietly.

The air felt heavy, pressing against my lungs. My heartbeat thundered so loudly I was sure he could hear it.

He stood abruptly, turning away as if fighting himself.

“You need rest,” he said, his voice tighter now. “We’ll speak tomorrow.”

“Wait,” I said quickly, panic slipping through my voice. “Please… don’t send me away.”

He paused at the door.

“You are under my protection,” he said without turning around. “No one will harm you.”

The door closed softly behind him.

The warmth disappeared instantly, leaving me cold.

I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts spinning.

Valuable.

Dangerous.

My wolf senses you.

Tears slid silently into my hair as realization settled heavily inside me.

Whatever I was…

whatever blood ran through my veins…

it was already changing everything.

And deep within me, something ancient shifted stretching awake after a lifetime of silence.