LOGIN“Alpha,” one of the generals said carefully, his voice breaking through the suffocating tension. He was young, newer to my ranks, and the fear in his voice was palpable. “We had reports of movement near the southern border. It may be the Vale scouts testing our patrols again.”
Vale.Rage ignited instantly, a white-hot fury that burned away everything else. Her father’s pack. The reason she was here. The reason my wolf was unraveling. The manFinally—after what felt like an eternity but was probably only seconds—she looked back at me. Her voice when she spoke was calm but grave, weighted with understanding of exactly what I was asking.“Do you understand what you’re asking, my lady?” she said quietly. “If the Alpha discovers what you’ve done, if he finds out you’ve been communicating with anyone from your former pack without his knowledge or permission—”“I know.” My interruption was sharp, desperate, cutting through her warning before she could finish painting the full picture of consequences I was already painfully aware of. “I know the risk, Mira. I know what he could do to me. To both of us. But I can’t keep drowning in their war—in this conflict between packs, between my father and Kael, between duty and desire—without knowing why I was thrown into it in the first place.”I leaned closer to her, my grip on her wrist tightening until I could feel her pulse beneath my fingers—steady and strong, so much steadier than my
My wolf, who usually had an opinion on everything, who taunted and pushed and demanded and raged, had been utterly silent since I’d woken. She hadn’t mocked me for my weakness. Hadn’t warned me about the danger I was in. Hadn’t offered any guidance or insight or even her usual caustic commentary.Just quiet. Watching. Waiting.Lurking in the back of my mind like a predator in tall grass, patient and still, her presence felt but not heard.A chill ran through me, colder than the evening air seeping through the gaps around the window frames. If even Selene—ancient, instinctive, connected to truths I couldn’t consciously access—didn’t know what to say, what was I supposed to do? If my own wolf was uncertain, cautious, holding herself back from offering advice…What did that mean for me?“My lady?”Mira’s voice broke through the silence like a hand reaching into dark water to pull me back from drowning. Gentle, steady, concerned—like an anchor in a storm, something solid to hold onto when
Mira’s warning still echoed in my ears, the words reverberating through my skull like the aftermath of a bell struck too hard. The room suddenly felt heavier, the air thicker, as though the shadows themselves were pressing in closer, drawn by the gravity of what she’d said.My gaze drifted away from her concerned face, sweeping across the space I had been too afraid, too overwhelmed to truly study until now. Now that the initial shock had faded, now that I could breathe without feeling like I might shatter, I finally allowed myself to really see where I was.And what I saw made my blood run cold.The chamber wasn’t just Kael’s room.It was hers. Elira’s.Every detail screamed her name, whispered her presence, held her memory like a pressed flower between pages of a book. The bed I lay on wasn’t simply where Kael slept—it was where *they* had slept. Together. Entwined. The sheets, though clearly changed, carried the suffocating weight of memory, as though the fabric itself remembered t
Mira’s lips pressed together, forming a thin line that made her look older than her years. Her gaze flicked briefly around the room—to the door with its heavy lock, to the windows with their view of the darkening sky, to the shadows gathering in the corners—as though checking whether Kael himself might be lurking nearby, might appear at any moment like a predator materializing from darkness.Then, at last, she looked back at me. When she spoke again, her voice was even lower, even more careful, shaped by caution and concern in equal measure.“Everyone is… unsettled,” she said, choosing her words with the precision of someone walking through a field of hidden traps. “When word spread that he brought you here—”I frowned, my brows knitting together in confusion. “Here? You mean to his quarters?”She nodded once, a sharp, solemn movement of her head. “To his room. To this room, specifically.”A shiver rippled through me, starting at the base of my spine and spreading outward like ripples
I stared at her, really looked at her, at the way she sat so openly in this room where she had no right to be, where her presence was a violation of rules older than either of us. At the way her hands remained folded calmly even though I could see the tension in her shoulders, the tightness around her eyes that spoke of fear held carefully in check.Fear surged through me, sharper than before, cutting through the panic with surgical precision. Fear for her. Because if Kael found her here, if he discovered that she had dared to enter his private sanctuary without permission—“You shouldn’t be here,” I said quickly, the words tumbling over one another in my haste to get them out, to make her understand the danger she was in. “Mira, you can’t be here. What if Kael finds out? What if someone tells him? He’ll—” I couldn’t finish the sentence. Couldn’t give voice to the terrible possibilities that flashed through my mind. The punishments he could inflict. The ways he could make her suffer f
I didn’t remember when my body gave out. When the last threads of consciousness slipped through my fingers like water I couldn’t hold.One moment, I was trembling beneath Kael’s touch, every nerve ending alive with sensation I didn’t want, didn’t ask for, couldn’t escape. My skin aflame from where his lips had branded me—on my throat, my collarbone, the sensitive spot behind my ear that made me gasp despite myself. My body buzzing with fear and something I refused to name, something darker and more dangerous than fear, something that felt like wanting even though I hated him, hated this, hated myself for responding at all.The next moment, I was gone. Simply gone. Dragged under by exhaustion so heavy, so complete, I couldn’t fight it. Like being pulled beneath dark water, down and down until even the light disappeared and there was nothing but darkness and the blessed numbness of oblivion.-----When my eyes finally fluttered open, the world came back to me in fragments. Blurred shape
The door had slammed shut behind him, and the silence he left in his wake pressed against my skin harder than his hands had. I was still sprawled across his bed, hair a tangled mess around my face, my lips bruised from his kiss. My lungs dragged in air like I had been drowning, and maybe
My palms sank into his sheets, my body bouncing once before his shadow loomed over me. His eyes glowed in the dim light, feral and golden, like a predator cornering its prey. The mattress dipped under his weight as he braced his hands on either side of me, caging me in once more. Blocking out the
Once the maid was dragged away by the guards, it were only the three of us left alone in silence when suddenly Kael's voice cracked like a whip, slicing through the silence of the hall."What the hell are you doing here?"My whole body froze, blood turning to ice as his shad
Kael’s laugh vanished as swiftly and completely as it had appeared, cut off like a candle flame being snuffed between wet fingers.His expression transformed into something carved from stone, all traces of dark amusement erased and replaced with the kind of cold rage that was inf







