Chapter Forty-FiveRhea spent the entire night preparing the final version of the presentation document. The glow from her laptop screen had become her only companion as she worked through the dark hours, perfecting every section, refining every word. By the time she was done, she had barely two hours left to sleep.When her alarm went off, she groaned in exhaustion. Her body felt heavy, her muscles sore, and her mind foggy from the lack of rest. Of course she felt weak—she had worked herself to the bone.Dragging herself out of bed, she got dressed for work in a simple black pencil skirt and a fitted black blouse. It was her go-to look for serious days like this—professional, clean, and unassuming. She slipped her heels on, gathered the documents she had worked so hard on, and headed to the office.To her surprise, the morning passed quietly. Kieran didn’t call her or summon her for anything, which brought her a sense of relief. Even though the presentation draft was ready, she still
Chapter Forty-FourIt was a normal day at work, or so Rhea thought. The office was humming with its usual rhythm—phones ringing, the click-clack of keyboards, and the occasional murmured conversation in the hallway. Rhea had just settled at her desk when she received a message on her work phone.Kieran: Come to my office.She sighed quietly, set aside the file she was reviewing, and made her way up to the Alpha’s office. When she stepped inside, he was seated at his desk, focused as usual, eyes glued to the screen of his laptop.“You called,” Rhea said, her voice even as she stood before him.Kieran didn’t look up. “I got an email from Mr. Andrews,” he began, fingers still flying across the keyboard. “He wants us to handle the planning for their estate project in California.”Rhea blinked. Mr. Andrews? That was a major client their estate projects were high-profile, large-scale developments that came with massive budgets and even higher expectations.“Okay,” she said, grabbing her not
Chapter Forty-ThreeThey were finally back to work. Rhea stood in front of her wardrobe, fully dressed in her professional attire, her spirits high and her energy renewed for the week ahead. After that emotional and slightly confusing encounter with Kieran in the garden, she was grateful that nothing further had happened between them. They had managed to avoid each other since then, keeping a respectable distance. She made sure of it, and surprisingly, Kieran didn’t push either. But now that work had resumed, avoiding him wasn’t an option anymore. She was back to being his assistant, which meant seeing him every day.Despite the emotional weight she'd been carrying, it felt good to return to work. Sure, it was stressful—but it was a productive kind of stress, something she could control and manage. The familiarity of paperwork, schedules, and structured tasks was comforting.The day began with her usual task—checking Kieran’s calendar, responding to emails, and organizing files. Since
Chapter forty two. They stayed in the pack house for an extra day before leaving, Kieran had to check up a few things before leaving, when everything was back to normal, he left the pack in the hands of his beta and the council members.The ride back to the human world was straight forwards and when they got back home, Rhea was officially exhausted but still felt alive, everything that happened in Golden pack still fresh in her memory. Rhea sat on the couch, relieved to be back home, Kieran's house had began to grow on her and she actually considered it home. She relaxed for a bit reminicising everything that happened, just then the thought of Kieran getting married appeared. 'Kieran will eventually marry Diana if he doesn't get his mate, his father looked like someone who didn't take no for an answer.' she thought, Rhea also wondered why Diana of all people, she's so fake, the thought of everything did not sit right with her and she didn't know why, it was none of her business if
Chapter Forty-OneRhea stepped out of the pack house and into the vast garden, her sandals brushing softly against the cobblestone path. The early morning sun filtered through the trees, casting gentle rays on the lush greenery that surrounded her. Colorful flowers bloomed in every direction, their fragrance fresh and calming as it lingered in the air. The garden was beautifully maintained, with vines trailing over white trellises and butterflies dancing between the petals. It felt like a sanctuary, far removed from the tension of the dining room.Her footsteps slowed as her thoughts drifted back to what had happened earlier. The scene with Diana, Daren’s sudden announcement, and the way Kieran reacted—it all played on her mind. The idea of Kieran getting married stirred something inside her, though she couldn’t quite put a finger on it. Was it discomfort? Jealousy? That would be ridiculous. Maybe it was simply because she didn’t like Diana. The woman was obnoxious and entitled, clear
Chapter Forty"Um, how did you know my name?" Anna asked, raising a brow in confusion. She was sure she hadn’t met anyone here before, this was her first time being in the Golden Pack."Why wouldn’t I?" Margret replied with a warm smile. "You’re Kael’s mate. He told us about you."Anna’s lips curled into a smile as she looked at Kael, who looked happier than she had ever seen him."Oh," she said shyly, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear."And you?" Margret asked, her eyes now on Rhea. "What’s your name?""Oh, I’m Rhea," she responded with a polite smile."Well, Rhea, thank you for saving us. What you did for the Golden Pack… we’re truly grateful," Margret said sincerely. "If there’s anything you need, anything at all just say the word. We’ll make sure you have it."Rhea’s smile widened. "Well… I don’t really need anything. I’m just grateful I was able to help everyone."Margret laughed gently. "Come on, don’t be shy. It’d be weird if we didn’t offer you something after all
Chapter Thirty-NineIn a dark, imposing building that loomed like a forgotten relic of the past, a woman descended the wide marble staircase. Her long black dress swayed elegantly with each graceful step. Shadows flickered across the stone walls as torchlight danced behind her, giving the space an eerie, almost ethereal quality. The silence was heavy—broken only by the faint echo of her heels.The Master was seated in the vast, dimly lit living room. Tall, slender, and draped in dark robes, he looked out the towering windows as if waiting for something—or someone. The moment he heard her footsteps, he turned slightly, his gaze sharp and unreadable.She walked to his side and sat beside him, the air between them taut with unspoken tension.“We have a problem,” she said, her voice low, clipped.The Master didn’t look at her immediately. “And that is?” he asked, turning his gaze away from her face and back to the darkness outside.“The plague... it’s gone.”His head turned sharply toward
Chapter Thirty-Eight"Kieran, they’re just suggesting possible explanations. A plague doesn’t just appear out of nowhere. And what do you mean someone is attacking us from the inside? The security in Golden Pack is airtight. If there were a threat, we would’ve known," Darren said, his brows furrowed as he tried to remain rational.Kieran scoffed, his sharp eyes burning with intensity. "You saw it with your own eyes. That plague wasn’t natural. Don’t fool yourself. Someone orchestrated it. And while you all sit comfortably behind this desk throwing around opinions, I’ll be the one uncovering the truth. I’m the Alpha of this pack, and until I find who is behind this, no one, no one will question my authority."He turned on his heel, ready to leave the council room, but the pack beta, his father’s long-time ally stood abruptly."This is exactly why we didn’t want you as Alpha," the man snapped, his voice rising with years of buried resentment. "You're impulsive, unpredictable. Always doi
Chapter Thirty-Seven"Kieran, do you know what you're doing? They could die any minute from now," Daren said sharply, turning to his son with eyes wide in disbelief."Let’s see," Kieran replied coolly, not taking his eyes off Rhea. He didn’t understand it himself, but something deep inside told him to trust her—something unexplainable, something primal. He could feel the weight of her power, the pull of destiny. Rhea was no ordinary girl.Without a word, Rhea reached up and removed her contact lenses. A gasp escaped Anna's lips as the silver of Rhea’s true eyes was revealed glowing softly, almost ethereally. A sudden surge of energy passed through her like lightning, causing the ground beneath her feet to hum.She slowly raised her hand. Her fingertips tingled with raw magic. A small orb, no larger than a soap bubble formed above her palm, shimmering and translucent. It floated upward, glowing with a strange, unearthly light. Her gaze shifted to the afflicted pack members lying helple