LOGINKAEL’S POVI went to the infirmary to check on Adrian.Two guards stood stationed outside his door, under my orders.No one was to approach without my knowledge.When I reached the entrance, I stopped when I heard a familiar voice.I didn’t enter immediately. I knew Amara was inside.I could hear her clearly, even though I couldn’t see her fully.She was sitting beside Adrian’s bed, and she was apologising.Her voice was low… broken.“It’s my fault,” she whispered. “All of this… is my fault.”Then she sniffed, and everything went silent for a while.I stood there frozen, thinking if going in now was the best move to make.Then I heard more movement. She must have sensed me too.The moment she did, she quickly wiped her face dry, trying to erase evidence of tears that were already there.But I didn’t need to see her face to know.I could feel her emotions.I stepped inside, and her back stiffened instantly.She didn’t turn. I knew she was trying to hold herself together.I closed the d
KAEL'S POV Before dawn, I left the room quietly, careful not to wake her. “Double the guards,” I ordered the moment I stepped out. “No one enters this chamber wing without my permission.” The guards straightened immediately. “Yes, my king,” one of them said, bowing. There shouldn’t be anyone near that part of the castle in the first place. It was reserved—for me… and my mate. As I descended the stairs, I reached out through the mind link. Is everything ready? Liam’s response came almost instantly. Yes. A slow smirk tugged at my lips. Good. Today wouldn’t be like the others. We’ll give them something to remember. There was a brief pause before Liam responded, amusement lacing his tone. I thought you’d say that. Breakfast was already ready when I arrived. The long dining hall was filled with platters of roasted meat, buttered bread, fresh fruits, and goblets of deep red wine. Maids stood at the sides waiting, along with a few guards. I acknowledged greetings with brie
AMARA’S POV I woke slowly, my body heavy and aching, as if every muscle had been wrung dry. The faint scent of herbs lingered in the room, mixed with the scent of something warmer— Kael. My eyes fluttered open to see Priestess Thalia sitting at my bedside, holding a cup in her hands. “Drink this,” she said softly, pressing the cup toward me. “It will help.” I obeyed without hesitation, downing the bitter liquid in a single gulp. The taste made me wince, but the warmth spread through my chest, easing some of the lingering weakness. Thalia’s eyes studied me carefully. “It’s as effective as it is taste,” she remarked. I nodded, the memory of Adrian flashing in my mind. “How is Adrian?” I asked. “Getting better,” Thalia replied. Her calm tone should have reassured me, but my thoughts kept circling back to him. I remained quiet, lost in the swirl of my own fears. My body still felt fragile from the poison last time, and the memory of what I endured lingered like a shadow. Thalia
KAEL’S POV The infirmary reeked of blood and herbs. I stood at the far end of the room, my gaze fixed on Adrian’s pale, trembling form. Each shallow breath seemed heavier than the last, I could feel my chest tighten. The healer approached me cautiously. “My king… we do not understand it,” he said. “There is no visible poison, no fatal wound. Yet… he vomited blood. His body is failing.” My jaw clenched. “You’re telling me you don’t know what’s killing him?” “We are still searching,” the healer replied. “Then keep searching,” I cut in sharply. “Run every test. Use every method. I don’t care what it takes.” My eyes flickered back to Adrian. “And make sure he stabilizes too.” The healer nodded, bowed his head. I turned and walked out. Amara sat in the walkway, shoulders trembling. Her red, swollen eyes lifted to mine as I approached. I took her hand gently. She flinched, startled. Tears fell freely, and I wiped them away without thinking. Her lips moved, but
Kael's POVFor a long moment, I remained seated behind my desk, glaring at the scattered report in front of me. I knew there was no point trying to work further. My mind was elsewhere.I left the office.When I entered my chambers, Amara was already asleep.She lay on the bed peacefully, her dark hair spread across the pillow. Her breathing was calm and steady, as though the tension of the past days had not touched her at all. For a moment, I simply stood there watching her..I walked over quietly and brushed a loose strand of hair away from her face. My chest tightened slightly at the thought of the dream she had described earlier- the faceless figure that had stabbed her.Whoever was behind this was not working alone.Eventually, exhaustion dragged at my body. I removed my coat and lay down beside her.But sleep did not come easily.Morning arrived quickly.Sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the chamber, casting golden light across the stone floor.Amara was already awake
Kael’s POVBy midnight, the castle had gone completely quiet. I moved silently through the dark corridors.The torches along the stone walls burned low, their flames flickering softly against the cold stone. Most of the guards had already taken their night positions, and the halls that had been filled with noise during the feast were now eerily silent.But my instincts refused to rest.Something was wrong.Ever since the banquet, a strange feeling had settled in my chest. The moment I saw Amara staring into the distance as though she was seeing something none of us could see, the unease had only grown stronger.I had learned long ago to trust my instincts. They had kept me alive through wars, betrayals, and more assassination attempts than I could count.I saw a figure in black moving silently near the courtyard walls. I moved faster, closing the distance. Within seconds, I had the figure pinned to the ground. The man struggled violently, trying to break free, but my grip was merciles
KAEL’S POVThe vibration stopped suddenly. Her body went still, and the mark on her palm dimmed from blinding silver to dull ash. My wolf growled through the mind-link in frustration.Her fingers twitched in my hands, but her face remained pale. I pressed my forehead to hers, using my energy to sta
I could barely hear her heartbeat now. That was the only thing that kept me standing. Her wounds weren’t closing. The blood kept soaking through my hands. My wolf surged forward, pushing power into my limbs as I shifted mid-stride and ran. The forest blurred past me, branches snapping under my
KAEL'S POV I stayed behind after the others stepped away. My eyes scanned every line, every angular sigil burned into the earth. I could still sense the dark magic. My wolf shifted restlessly in my mind. They had been planning this for a long time. They hadn’t just taken her. They were waiting f
The moment her blade sank into me, I held onto her hands with my claws, and she pushed it further into my body. I struggled to breathe, as my vision became blurred. My wolf howled in grief; I transformed back into my human form. I was naked and wasn’t healing. My blood was all over the place yet







