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CHAPTER 34— The Ball Is In Your Court Now.KYRA“Hi,” he said softly.My heart fluttered at the warmth in his voice.I pushed the door wider, turning my head to glance over my shoulder. “It’s just Tristan,” I said to Maddy. He’s here to see you.” “Actually,” Tristan corrected gently, “I’m here to see you.”“Both of you,” he added as Maddy stepped forward with a frown on her face.“Hi, Maddison.” He smiled at her with a short wave.“Tristan.” Maddy scowled but I could tell it wasn’t real. From their interaction I could see there was more to their friendship than I knew and the realization sent a cold curl of unease through my stomach.What if there was more to them? Had they… had they shared the same bed… I looked away already feeling something cold wrapping its claws around my heart.“Maddy, can you give me a moment?” Tristan asked. “I need to speak to Kyra… alone.” Maddy opened her mouth, shut it then glanced at me with questions, uncertainty written all over her face silently aski
CHAPTER 33— We Made The Top List.KYRAMaddy and I prepared for work in silence. Just like I was bracing myself for whatever the day decided to throw at me next, I guess Maddy was thinking the same.I dressed mechanically, tying my hair back, and then slipped into the familiar uniform that had begun to feel like a second skin and I hated it, because it was a reminder of my reality.When we stepped into the hallway, my stomach tightened. No matter how much pep talk I’d given myself, part of me still dreaded walking into that place, a part of me anticipated the looks, the judgements. As we approached the kitchen, the scent of food drifted into my nose. I could hear the clanging of pots and dishes and it reminded me that life in the pack went on regardless. Duties still waited.The closer we got to the kitchen, the more my spine stiffened. Fuck! I wasn’t ready. When we stepped into the kitchen, it was as if our presence stilled the air. Those who were chopping, washing dishes, cooking,
CHAPTER 32— Morning Optimism.KYRA I woke up feeling refreshed.For a few blissful seconds, it felt as though yesterday had never happened at all. Like it had been nothing more than those horrible nightmares that I always had. But the soft, plush, warm bed I was lying on said otherwise. If it had been a dream, I would have woken up sore, cramped, and aching on that tiny excuse of a bed I'd been given. I would have felt the familiar discomfort.But instead, my body felt rested, my limbs loose in a way they hadn’t in a long time. Yesterday had happened. All of it.From my humiliation ritual.My almost suicide.The note.And it hadn’t even ended the way I’d thought. I was still here because of my unexpected reconciliation with Maddy, and then accepting her invitation to spend the night in her room. And to be honest, I hadn't realized how lonely I’d been until now.I stared up at the ceiling that was painted in a soft cream color and let out a slow breath. I’d slept through the night.
CHAPTER 31— Strike before you’re struck.KYRAThe knock sounded again.It was too light to be Tristan and too polite to be Callie’ hell, the door would have flung open long ago if it were her, and she wouldn’t even have the decency to knock. And it wasn’t like I had a long list of friends who visited. I stared at the door cautiously, my heart pounding and the note in my hand trembled.My eyes darted around the room for anything, no matter how small, just big enough or good enough for defense. Fuck! It was empty. The room was too safe for anything like that. My gaze shifted to the single window in the room. I assessed the drop. I might break a few bones, but at least I will be alive.The irony of it all almost made a mirthless laugh escape me. Minutes ago, I was ready to end it all, but here I was fighting to keep myself alive like I hadn’t almost gone off a little while ago. Maybe this was just something about me, and my pride. I’d rather die by my own hands, than let a stupid f
CHAPTER 30— The Other Side Of The Story.TRISTANThe walls slammed open so hard the walls practically shook, and I paused mid thoughts. I jerked toward the entrance just as Myla stormed inside, her entire body trembling. Kallum was right behind her, trying to stop her, but she shrugged him off. Clearly he must have been on this for a while now due to how breathless he looked.“Myla,” I frowned as she approached me. “What’s wrong with—”“You need to stop this!” She spat as she stopped directly in front of me, chest heaving.I blinked, confused. “Stop what?”“Whatever you’re doing to that poor girl, Tristan!” her voice cracked and her eyes glistened with tears. She ran her fingers through her hair. “Goddess… she almost killed herself. And I would have been forced to witness it if I hadn't stopped her. If you hadn’t ordered me watching her, then no one would have been there to save her.”Air left my lungs like someone had punched it out of me. Kyra had tried to kill herself. She wanted
CHAPTER 29— Public Opinion.TRISTANI resisted the urge to rub at my temples as the Elders droned on. Callie had barely made it out of pack grounds when Kallum informed me they wanted an audience. The moment I heard his words, I knew at that moment what this was about. I could almost taste their disapproval before I stepped into the room.Their eyes tracked me like I was a delinquent pup who was brought in for a summons. And that was what this was. I didn’t even get to sit before they started dramatically shaking their heads. “Please have a seat, Alpha Tristan. We have a lot to address.” Elder Corvin spoke.Of course, we did. Elder Corvin has never been fond of me and everything that has been happening has proved him right in all his protests.“We don’t seem to understand you, and what is going on in the pack anymore, Alpha Tristan.” And here we go. “Elder Corvin…”“…Yes.” Elder Theron supported, before I had the chance to even continue. “First, you captured the Ferguson princess a







