LOGINMalakai “What do you mean by Cataleya is missing?” I flicked the lighter open and close.Conan looks away from the top to bottom window of my space above one of my clubs. His eyes flicker with impatience but he quickly hides it, not wanting me to sense how desperate he is.For someone whose daughter is missing, he seems oddly calm.“She was taken, Malakai.” He seethes.I barely move from my seat. “How are you so sure she didn’t run away from the Pack?”“Cataleya is not stupid enough to risk the family’s reputation because she craves freedom.”The uptight Princess does seem like she has secrets of her own. I remember the fire and hate in her eyes when I danced with her that night. It intrigued me. Too bad, I’d have to snuff it out for my plan to work.“I told her about her marriage to you.” He reveals.I smirk. “All the more reason for her to have gone into hiding, so that she wouldn’t marry the big bad Lycan.”“She didn’t run.”I cocked my head to the side, amused by his insistence.
CataleyaA soft whimper eludes from me as my eyes slowly fluttered open. The side of my head throbs with a dull ache, but the more conscious I get, the harder the pain hits.My fingers curl around the side of my head, and I gasp seeing the blood that smears them.I try to remember what happened or how I got injured but nothing comes to mind.Something is not right. Ember whimpers. I’m a little stunned because she has been so quiet these days. Ember and I have a strained relationship. She barely communicates with me, majorly because of her grudge against the man I chose as my mate.Seth.The thought of his name provokes me to reality.My breath hitches as the memories flood my mind. I couldn’t reach Seth. I snuck away from the Pack to see him at the Cabin, only to find him with Alison. A low sob punches its way through my mouth as the weight of his betrayal descends on him.I was such a fool.I loved him with all my heart, but the whole time he had been stabbing me in the back by sleep
CataleyaI gaze into the distance, watching the Farrow property that spreads beyond the compound. My mind drifts to Seth. I haven’t seen him since the night of the party, and I can’t exactly go up to Beta Hanson to ask him the whereabouts of his son.It will trigger suspicion.My eyes flicker from the window where I’m sitting when the door to my room opens. It reveals one of the maids with a steaming cup of tea that I’m now achingly familiar with.“Good evening, Heiress.” She mumbles stiffly, approaching me. “The Luna says I must see to it that you take your tea for the night.”I hate the herbs that are often brewed together and brought to me every night.Mother says it aids to wash out my womb, and prep it for swift conceiving. An old recipe of her late Mother, it seems.“I don’t want it.” I mumble dryly.“But—“My harsh stare cuts her off, then my eyes slowly devours her appearance. She’s wearing a hideous black dress, her dark hair neatly tucked in a plain cap. I can see her, but s
Cataleya“You are not wearing your ring.” Zane frowns, ignoring the comment my father just made.My heart skips. “I…uh—““Is this how you parade my wife in front of other men without letting them know she’s taken?” Zane asks icily.“That’s not true,” I chip in quickly.“Do not interrupt me, love.” He counters me condescendingly without sparing me a glance.My mother looks nervous but she maintains the signature good wife smile on her face. “I’m sure everyone knows she’s engaged to you by now, Zane.”“I’m sorry,” I rush the words out.This is a dinner from hell. I have barely had any meal yet I feel so full from the contempt crawls beneath my skin and the tension that hangs thickly in the atmosphere.“It won’t happen again.”“Good,” he murmurs. “Now, we can eat.”“I did mention that there’s something we need to discuss.” Father interrupts him.“My apologies, Conan.” Zane flashes him a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. “You do understand why I’m a little uncomfortable about her hiding
Cataleya Conan Farrow is cold, strategic and ruthless. He’ll do whatever he has to do to get what he wants. More often than not, I have heard him tell Calix that the only way to maintain your grasp on power is to do whatever it takes to keep it. But then, deep down, I believed that there was a limit to my father’s desperation for more power and wealth. Calling off my engagement to Zane Van Doren was a harsh reminder of how my father was willing to give up his soul to the devil. When he first imposed the engagement on me, I spent the larger part of my life since then, prepping to become Zane’s Luna. I had to act in the way an Alpha would want. I had to look a certain way. I had to preserve my innocence because according to my father’s conservative traditions, the only man who had the right to get between my legs was my husband. And for months, it was carved and beaten into me that, that man was Zane. My hatred for him meant nothing in the grand scheme of things. I believed th
MalakaiA WEEK AGO“I just want to have a little chat, Conan.” I drawl, assessing him. The atmosphere in the room is tense, and I can tell that beneath all those cocktail dresses and million dollar suits, lingers fear that made them want to shrink into their skins.Wolves have always been threatened by my kind; of what we are capable of and how dangerously unpredictably we can be.Conan is not an exception.He wears an expression of steel, doesn’t cower beneath my gaze, but when you have been dealing with all sort of monsters, you learn that even monsters have their tell.My lips twitch in a smirk. “Don’t worry. You can take some of your little guards with you.” I offer him a false safety net.If I wanted to rip his head off his neck, not even the guards in this room can stop me.He knows that.I know that.“I don’t need anyone accompanying me. I can take you.”I grin, my eyes scanning the room. He didn’t have to beckon me. When he turns around, I go after him into somewhere more sec







