Mag-log inKiera"Let go of me, Damian!" I hissed, pulling my arm with all my strength. Damian’s fingers stayed locked around my wrist like a band of cold iron. The torchlight flickered against the dark stone walls of the hallway, casting long, spooky shadows around us. He didn't look angry; instead, his violet eyes searched my face with a deep, desperate intensity that made my skin tingle."Why?" Damian demanded, his voice dropping to a low, frustrated whisper. "Why do you trust Alistair so much, Kiera? Tell me. Why tie your fate to a monster?""I don't have to explain anything to you," I snapped back, glaring up at him with all the fire I could muster. "Let me go before I scream for the guards!""And what will the guards do?" Damian let out a harsh, bitter laugh, shaking his head. "Run to tell their precious King to come save you as usual? Wake up, Kiera. What has Alistair actually done for you? He treats you like a prisoner in a golden cage. He uses you for his political games.""He protects
KieraTen minutes later, I left Alistair's study and hurried down the winding stone corridors toward Sarah's quarters. My mind was spinning out of control. I needed answers. I needed someone who understood the deep, dark history of this palace and was still confidently on my side.When Sarah opened her door, she took one look at my pale face and immediately pulled me inside, locking the door behind us."I heard what happened in court," Sarah said, pouring a cup of hot tea and handing it to me. "It's a mess, Kiera. The entire pack is gossiping about it.""Sarah, I don't know what to do," I said, my hands shaking as I held the warm ceramic cup. "The elders want Damian. They are turning against Alistair. And Damian... he's playing a very dangerous game. He told me Alistair is lying to me. He said Alistair's father framed his father but I don’t know if I believe that."Sarah sighed heavily, sitting down across from me. She looked deep into my eyes, her expression turning dead serious. "Ki
KieraThe courtroom was so loud I could barely hear my own breathing.The elders were nodding at Damian. They were treating him like a hero who had saved them from starvation, while Alistair sat on his throne, completely losing control. I watched the veins bulge on Alistair’s neck. His golden eyes were burning with a terrifying, helpless rage.If Alistair fell, I fell with him. All my plans to use his power to crush Raphael and take back my life would vanish into dust.Before I could stop myself, I took a step forward from the gallery railing."Wait!" I called out, my voice ringing loud and clear across the stone floor. "Please, just listen to your king—""Silence, omega!"Elder Malakor snapped his head toward me, his face twisting into a cruel, ugly sneer. The entire courtroom went dead quiet."You have no place speaking in the high court," Malakor barked, pointing a wrinkled finger right at me. "You forget yourself, Lady Kiera. You are standing here under a strict one-month deadline
KieraI got out of bed, washed the dried blood and dirt from my skin, and dressed in my finest court attire, a sleek, dark green gown that made me look far more confident and powerful than I actually felt.When I arrived at the grand royal courtroom, the atmosphere was electric with tension.King Alistair sat rigidly upon his massive obsidian and gold throne. His face was carved from dark granite, radiating a lethal, choking wave of alpha fury that made the air itself feel heavy. Below him, Damian stood in the center of the hall, his wrists locked in heavy iron handcuffs, flanked by four royal guards."Silence!" Beta Theo boomed, banging his staff against the stone floor as murmurs rippled through the gallery of nobles and elders.Alistair leaned forward, his golden eyes burning into Damian with unmitigated hatred. "You stand before the high court accused of high treason, conspiracy with dark magic factions, and orchestrating the destruction of our eastern watchtower," Alistair annou
Kiera The hallways of the palace were dark, quiet, and eerie. And as I hurried toward the residential wing, two familiar figures stepped out from the shadows of a pillar. Susan and Elara."Kiera!" Susan gasped, rushing over to me with wide, worried eyes. "Are you okay? We saw Alistair storm out with the guards, and we were so worried!""What happened in there?" Elara asked, stepping up beside Susan, her face tight with concern.I rubbed my temples, feeling a splitting headache coming on. "It was a disaster. Alistair thinks Damian orchestrated the attacks and the abductions. He's putting him on trial tomorrow.""And Damian?" Elara asked quietly."He claims he's being framed," I whispered, looking down at the stone floor. "He told me... he told me Alistair is lying to me."Susan frowned deeply, crossing her arms. "Don't listen to him, Kiera. Damian might just be a snake. Everyone here has said his family has been trying to usurp the throne for generations.""I know," I sighed, though m
Kiera"I will take it and every single thing inside it," Damian had whispered, then his eyes locked straight to mine with a sickening, possessive heat.My breath caught in my throat. My heart hammered wildly against my ribs. Was he talking about me?Before I could even process the terrifying weight of his words, Alistair saw the look passing between us and a guttural, animalistic roar tore from Alistair's chest. His golden eyes flashed with blinding, homicidal rage, and he lunged forward, his massive fists curling as he prepared to beat Damian to a bloody pulp right there on the stone floor."No! Alistair, stop!" I screamed, lunging forward and grabbing his arm with all my might.Alistair froze, his muscles locked tight as iron. He looked down at me, his chest heaving heavily, his face twisted in pure fury."Step aside, Kiera," Alistair snarled, his voice vibrating with lethal power. "I am going to tear him apart.""You can't!" I urged, my voice shaking as I gripped his arm tighter.
Kiera’s povI wish I had been born blind.I wish I never even had the ability to see, because blindness would have hurt a lot less thanbeing forced to stand here, and watch as my husband fucked my little sister on my own officedesk.I wasn’t even sure my heart was still beating anymore, because w
Chapter 5KIERA’S POVThe stranger’s hand around my wrist felt both cold and warm at the same time. His grip was strong and I tried to pull away, but my body just wouldn’t listen to me, so I stood fixated on that spot unable to move.The music in the club seemed to have gotten louder for a minute,
Kiera’s povI stood outside Susan’s house, staring down at my phone.The screen was turned off now and My fingers tightened slightly before I exhaled shakily.Everything inside me felt… wrong. Empty and cold. Or maybe— I had just Changed.Because the girl who had driven away from the pack house, cr
Kiera’s pov My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. I didn’t even remember leaving the pack office. One second I had been standing outside that door, , and the next—I was here.Driving, running and escaping from the horror that was my life.My vision blurred again,







