LOGINKael's POVEveryone saw Delilah initiate the kiss.I saw it. The hockey team saw it. The nurses at the hospital probably saw it too. It wasn’t hidden. It wasn’t subtle. It wasn’t something that could be misunderstood or twisted into something else.There was no question about who started it.Ella was blowing air into Delilah's eye. That was all. Something simple. Something harmless. Something anyone could have done without thinking twice about it. There was nothing intimate about it. Nothing suggestive.But Delilah changed it.She turned her head. Closed the gap. And made it something else entirely.A kiss.Right there. In front of everyone.And no matter how many times I replayed that moment in my head, no matter how clearly I remembered every detail, it didn’t change what people saw.It didn’t change what it looked like.And worst of all, it didn’t change how it made me feel.Because in that moment… none of that mattered to me.Not logic. Not explanation. Not intention.Just the ima
Ella's POV When I got to school this morning, I went straight to the library to return some of the books I had borrowed. The halls were already alive with movement. Students filled every corner—laughing loudly, gossiping in small circles, lockers slamming shut in uneven rhythms. The air felt thick with energy, like it always did at the start of the day. It was all familiar. Routine. Safe. After dropping off the books at the front desk, I paused for a second, watching the librarian scan them in. Then I turned and made my way back into the hallway, adjusting the strap of my bag on my shoulder. I headed toward my locker, my thoughts drifting elsewhere. I was thinking about the upcoming history test. About the chapters I still needed to study. About dates and names that refused to stay in my head no matter how many times I read them. Nothing important. Nothing urgent. Just normal things. Then I heard my name. “Ella.” I stopped mid-step and turned. A group of people stood near th
Ella’s POVIt has been two weeks after the crazy incident that happened.Two weeks since Angel and Sara chained me in that warehouse. Two weeks since Damon was thrown out of my bedroom window. Two weeks since my mother showed up and saved me.My life has been simple since then. Home to school. School to home. And the hospital. Always the hospital.Nothing else feels like it matters in between. The days blur into each other in a quiet routine that almost feels normal, but nothing about me feels normal anymore.The fight with Angel and Sara cost Damon a lot. It cost him a broken arm. His right arm. I remember Angel twisting it with magic before she threw him out the window. The sound it made. The way he screamed.Even now, I still hear it sometimes when things are too quiet. Like my mind refuses to forget it. Like it wants me to carry it around everywhere I go.But what broke me about Damon was what Kael told me later. Damon still managed to come to Kael's house. Still managed to tell h
Kael's POVI never expected Angel would go this far just to be with me.When Damon told me everything, I didn't believe him at first. The pain he was feeling from the fight with Sara and Angel was real. I could see it on his face. The blood. The bruises. The way he could barely move.But I wasn't able to feel his emotions. Something was blocking me. Maybe the pain was too much. Maybe my own fear was getting in the way. I couldn't tell if he was telling the truth or if this was part of some plan.At that moment, something in me wanted to leave him there. Walk away. Go find Ella myself. But I couldn't. He risked his life for her. The least I could do was make sure he didn't die.I called the pack medic. Gave them Damon's location. Then I left, hoping they would find him in time.As I drove toward Ella's house, Sara called again. She gave me the location of the warehouse. But I didn't trust her. I couldn't. So I made a decision.I went to Lyra first.When I got to the front of her house,
Ella's POVEverything happened so fast.Too fast for my brain to process. One second, I was standing there, trying to understand what was going on, and the next, everything had spiraled into chaos. I had never witnessed a real fight in my life. Only in movies. Only on screens where everything felt distant, controlled, almost unreal. The actors always got up again. The blood never looked real enough. The pain never felt this… close.Never up close. Never with people I knew. Never with blood and screams and bodies slamming violently against walls like they could break through them.Damon turned into a werewolf right in front of me.It wasn’t like in the movies either. It wasn’t smooth or magical. It was raw. Violent. His body twisted, bones cracking loudly, muscles stretching unnaturally as if they were being forced into a new shape. His clothes tore apart as fur burst through his skin. His growl—it wasn’t human anymore. It was deep, terrifying, something ancient.I couldn’t move. Could
Kael's POVAt hockey practice today, I felt something weird toward my teammates. The energy was off. The way they looked at me. The way they whispered when they thought I couldn't hear.Damon stayed late at practice. That was normal. He always stayed late. He wanted to prove he was the best. But today, he left early. Really early. And Coach got angry. Yelled at him across the ice. Damon didn't even look back. Just kept walking.That hurt me in a strange way. I really wanted to beat him on the ice. To show everyone who the better player was. I still had the intention of making Damon a nobody on the team. Taking his spot. His title. His fame.But now, he was gone. And I couldn't prove anything with him not there.After he left, I used my wolf ability. I wanted to know what my teammates were really feeling about me. Not what they said. What they felt.I reached out. Focused. Listened to their emotions.And I noticed something strange. They all felt sorry for me.Not jealousy. Not anger.
Sara's POVTo be honest, I saw the hex coming.I saw it before I even stood up to walk toward Angel. That's the thing about being a witch. You can sense these things. The energy shifts. The air gets heavier. The person's eyes change just a little. I knew Angel was dangerous the moment I looked at h
Damon's POV I knew I had lost Ella the moment she ran after Kael. I saw the way she pushed me. That strength. That wasn't her. Not the Ella I knew. But she found it somewhere. And she used it to get away from me. I knew why she went upstairs earlier. She caught me staring at her chest. I could
Ella's POV"Get inside right now."My mother's voice was sharp. Loud. Something I had never heard from her before.I obeyed. I walked into the house. My legs were shaking. My heart was pounding. I had never seen her like this. Her face was tight. Her hands were clenched. She looked like a different
Kael's POVWhen Ella said her wolf felt the same way my wolf felt, everything changed. I knew I had to fight to stay in Moonridge. At least now I was sure. Her and me. We were mates. That statement she made made me forget what I just saw Damon do.Damon knew I was around. That's why he kissed her.







