Amara’s POVThe floor beneath my knees felt ice-cold and unforgiving, much like the life I lived. I crouched low, scrubbing away the grime that had built up overnight. My fingers ached, raw from the coarse bristles of the mop, but I didn’t dare slow down. There was no room for imperfections here, not in Alpha Derrick’s pack.A creak behind me made me freeze mid-scrub. My heart leaped, fearing that my sluggish pace had already caught someone’s attention. When I glanced over my shoulder, it was only Tara, another maid, standing in the doorway.“Alpha’s asking for you,” she said curtly, her tone a mixture of pity and warning.The mop slipped from my hands, clattering to the floor. My stomach churned. Alpha Derrick rarely summoned me unless he had a reason to make my life even more unbearable.“Did he say why?” I stammered, standing on shaky legs.Tara shook her head, avoiding my gaze. “You’d better not keep him waiting.”I didn’t need her reminder. Hastily wiping my hands on my ragged ap
Amara’s POVThe world outside the car blurred as the tires creaked against the uneven road. Trees whipped past, their dark silhouettes a stark contrast against the pale glow of the moon. My fingers twisted into the thin fabric of my dress as I fought the urge to cry.This was it.The ride out of Blue Moon felt surreal, like I was suspended between two nightmares. I couldn’t decide which was worse, being under Alpha Derrick’s control or being traded off like cattle to Alpha Magnus.I clenched my fists tighter and lowered my head, murmuring a silent prayer to the Moon Goddess. “Please,” I begged. “Let this be the beginning of something better. Let me survive.”But survival wasn’t a guarantee.The car came to a jerking halt, nearly sending me tumbling from my seat. My heart leaped into my throat as the driver climbed down and threw the door open. “We’re here,” he grunted.I hesitated, my legs feeling like lead. The towering gates of the mansion loomed ahead, their iron bars twisted into
Kael’s POVThe room was suffocating. My father’s words still echoed in my mind, sharp and cruel as a blade. “Finally, I will have a son who isn’t satisfied with being an ordinary Beta.” His disdain for me had always been clear, but this… This was a new low. My gaze fell on the girl before me, the so-called "breeder" he’d dragged into our home like a prized possession. She was trembling, her wide, frightened eyes fixed on the floor, too scared to meet my gaze. Her vulnerability twisted something deep inside me.I took a deep breath, willing myself to calm down. “Hey,” I said softly, holding out my hand. “Come with me. I won’t hurt you. Trust me.”She didn’t move at first. Her eyes flickered to my hand and then back to the floor, a silent war waging within her. The hesitation was palpable. I couldn’t blame her, after everything she must have been through, trust wouldn’t come easily.“It’s okay,” I said, keeping my voice gentle. “I’m not like him. You are safe with me, trust me please”F
Amara’s POVThe morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, soft and golden, and for the first time in years, I felt… warm. Safe wasn’t the word, not entirely but something about the night before, sleeping in a bed instead of the cold, hard ground, had given me the tiniest semblance of comfort. Here, there were no biting winds, no harsh commands, no chains. It was temporary, I knew that, but for a fleeting moment, I allowed myself to pretend.I ran my fingers over the soft fabric of the blanket before swinging my legs over the side of the bed. My bare feet sank into the plush rug, another luxury I hadn’t known in years. I closed my eyes, trying to steady the whirlwind of emotions inside me. How long could this fragile peace last?The kitchen was eerily quiet as I moved about, gathering ingredients to prepare breakfast. Cooking had always been my solace, the one thing that grounded me amidst chaos. The smell of sizzling eggs filled the room, a small smile tugging at my lips as I st
Kael’s POVI woke to the sound of muffled sobs. Amara’s cries had become a cruel soundtrack to my nights, echoing through the walls and tearing at my soul. I clenched my fists, staring at the ceiling of my room, the faint moonlight casting shadows on the walls. How long could this madness go on?Trina shifted beside me, her bare leg brushing against mine under the duvet. My stomach twisted in disgust. Her presence here was a reminder of everything wrong in my life, a forced engagement to a woman I couldn't stand, my father’s unrelenting cruelty, and Amara’s silent suffering.Her hand slid over my chest, her touch cold and unwelcome. “Kael,” she whispered, her voice sultry. “You’re so distant these days. What’s wrong?”I gritted my teeth and pushed her hand away. “Not now, Trina.”She wasn’t deterred. Instead, she sat up, the dim light accentuating the sharp angles of her face. “Not now?” she repeated, her tone turning sharp. “Kael, it’s been a week since I got here, and you haven’t ev
Amara’s POV I was sitting on the icy stone floor. My fingers shook as I reached out to Kael’s face. He lay there, breathing shallowly and not moving. But he still felt warm under my touch. His last word echoed in my mind like a haunting song. I didn’t know if I should believe it or be scared. It seemed impossible. Kael was the Alpha's son. I was a servant, just someone meant to suffer until I broke. But the moment he touched me, I felt it too. There was a strange link between us. It was like an invisible thread, buzzing with energy we both felt. But I couldn’t think about it now. Kael was in front of me, hurt and bleeding. The monster who did this was out there, free as a bird. My stomach twisted as I remembered Magnus's cruel laughter. I could still feel his touch, and it made me sick. I hugged myself tight, trying to keep it together. I couldn’t break down. Not now. I scooted closer to Kael. I gently put my palm on his chest, feeling for any signs of life. He was sti
Amara’s POV Pain radiates through my body as I lay curled on the cold floor, my breath coming in shallow gasps. Every inch of me ached, but nothing compared to the raw, gnawing fear twisting inside me. The moment Kael had whispered that word...mate, everything had changed. Mate. I wanted to reject it. I wanted to believe I had misheard, that my mind was playing tricks on me after everything that had happened. But the truth was undeniable. I had felt it too, that strange, electric pull, the warmth that surged through me when his fingers brushed my skin. Kael was unconscious beside me, his body battered and bruised. His face, usually strong and commanding, was pale, his breathing shallow. He had tried to protect me. He had challenged his father—the most feared Alpha—for me. Tears welled in my eyes, blurring my vision as I reached for him. My fingertips brushed his jawline, rough with stubble, and a strange, unfamiliar warmth filled my chest. Why did it have to be him? The son of
Amara’s POV When Kael left, the room felt heavy. It was so quiet that it almost hurt. My heart raced as I sat on the cold stone floor. My body was sore from what I had gone through that night. Each breath reminded me of Magnus and the pain he caused. Yet, it didn't compare to the storm brewing inside me. I hugged my arms around myself. It was like trying to block out a truth that hurt too much. Kael was my mate. But he was also the son of the man who had taken my dignity and my freedom. It felt unfair. I didn’t want this bond at all. I should have felt anger. I should have pushed away any feelings for him. But there I was, remembering how he had touched my cheek. That little gesture sent heat through my tired body, and it scared me. I clenched my fists tight. No. I refuse to let this bond run my life. The door creaked. I flinched and held my breath. Who was it now? A guard? Maybe even Magnus? But it wasn’t either. It was an older woman with sharp eyes. They looked curious but kind
Amara's POVStanding across the glowing river was this woman in a silver cloak. She had this intense vibe, like she was from another world but totally in charge. The water was all sparkly, throwing light all over the trees around us.Kael squeezed my hand tight. Don't trust her, Amara.I nodded, but I couldn't take my eyes off the woman. I know, but I need some answers.She held out her hand to me and said, Amara, your past is the key to everything for you. Come on, I’ll help you figure it all out.I hesitated. Kael was clearly worried, and that held me back. But I wanted to know what was going on that much more.I'll go, I said, taking a step forward.Kael looked surprised. Amara—I need to understand this, I cut in, trying to sound gentle. I'll be careful, I promise.He didn't look happy, but he let go of my hand.As I got closer to the river, the water just moved aside, making a path. I gave Kael one last look before following the woman into the woods.We walked without talking, de
Amara’s POVThe woods were quiet... Too quiet. Every little twig snap made me jump. Then they showed up – dark figures slipping out from between the trees, faces hidden by hoods. It wasn't just their moves -- so on purpose, so in sync -- it was the vibe they were throwing out: pure unease and a feeling that something terrible was about to happen. Kael stepped right in front of me, shoulders set, jaw tight. He was ready to rumble, no doubt. I could feel the tension coming off him in waves.But my eyes locked on the guy leading the group. Taller than the others, totally in charge, even with his face covered. Something about him… the way he stood, that little bit of where do I know that from that nagged at me. Felt like a ghost just walked out of my past, bringing the chills with it.Amara, he said, voice smooth as ice, cutting through the night air. Long time.I pushed past Kael, squinting, trying to see anything familiar. Who are you? Show your face!With this slow, showman type move,
Amara’s POVDarkness enveloped me, thick and suffocating. I floated in a void, weightless and disconnected, as if the world had ceased to exist. Then, a distant whisper pierced the silence—a voice, familiar and urgent."Amara... wake up."Kael.His voice was a rescue line, drawing me away from the void. I extended my hand, reaching for the noise, holding onto it as the shadows started to fade. Abruptly, a dazzling light pierced my sight. I inhaled sharply, my lungs stinging as the air flowed in. I opened my eyes and realized I was lying on the forest ground, with the canopy overhead swaying softly in the wind. Kael loomed above me, worry marked in every feature of his expression. A sense of relief enveloped him when our gazes locked. "You're up," he sighed, sweeping a lock of hair aside from my face. I attempted to sit up, but a surge of dizziness sent me back down. "What's going on?" I rasped. "You fell down," Kael stated, his tone strained. "Following that... creature assaulted
Amara’s POVThe silence enveloped us like a heavy mist, weighing on my chest with every inhalation. Kael and I were both injured, hurt, and smeared with the traces of the struggle—but it wasn’t the hurt or the blood that ate at my spirit. There was an awareness of something more sinister, something far more alarming lurking nearby. The figure that had been following us had finally emerged into the light. Kael was leaning hard against me, his hand holding mine like a crucial connection. His breathing was uneven, and his body shook with fatigue, yet his gaze—his gaze was keen, never straying from the trail behind us. "Amara..." His voice sounded raspy, every word tinged with sorrow. “Remain near." "We must get going." I agreed with a nod, my thoughts racing. Magnus was feeling low. Trina had left. And still, that wasn't sufficient. Something larger was approaching. I could sense it creeping beneath my skin, pushing against my bones. “Kael... who is that?” I murmured, my voice scarc
Amara’s POVI forced my legs to move even as my heart screamed at me to stop. Every breath felt like knives against my ribs. Kael's furious roar echoed behind me, but I couldn’t turn back. Not now. Not when everything was crashing down around us.Stay with me, Amara!I tripped on a fallen branch, gasping for breath, as blood seeped through the tear in my dress. My vision faded, but I persevered. The consequence of my inaction, my hesitation, would be the end.They were coming for us, it was inevitable.Kael swiftly enveloped me in a tight embrace, his strong arms securing me. I believe moreover, His aroma enveloped me, a comforting, grounding, and deeply familiar scent. I yearned to be enveloped by him, to be swept away from this dreadful reality. We were pressed for time.We know, “Magnus... Trina... all of them. They know about us.”Kael’s jaw tightened. “Then we’ll make them regret it.”I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe love could protect us. But love alone wouldn’t sto
Amara’s POV If I was strong enough to survive the darkness, I had to be strong enough to fight it too.The smell of smoke and blood still clung to the air, heavy and thick. My fingers trembled as Kael helped me sit up. Every muscle ached. My head spun. I felt like I had been broken apart and stitched back together by something I couldn’t name.But I was alive.And so much more had changed.“You’re safe,” Kael whispered, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. His hand lingered for a second longer than needed, grounding me.I wanted to believe him. I wanted to fall into his arms and pretend that everything bad had ended. But as I looked around the hall, I saw the truth.Fear still hung in the eyes of the pack members.The council still stood stiff, exchanging sharp glances like they were hiding something.And Magnus, though defeated, wasn’t dead.Not yet.I pushed myself to my feet, my legs shaky but firm. My blood burned under my skin, like something new had awakened inside me—
Kael’s POVI should’ve died that night.But somehow, I didn't.Amara's scream tore through the dark as the blade meant for me sank into her side instead. Her body collapsed into my arms, limp and bleeding, and for a few horrifying seconds, I couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. My mind refused to believe it—refused to accept the weight of her sacrifice.“Amara,” I choked out, my voice raw with panic. “No, no, no—look at me. Stay with me.”Her eyelids fluttered, just barely. Blood pooled around us, staining the cold stone floor as Magnus stepped back, shock flickering across his usually cruel face. He hadn’t meant to strike her. He was aiming for me.And she took the hit.She chose me."Why?" I whispered.Her lips moved slowly. “Because... I’d rather die free... than live as his.”My wolf howled inside me, a sound of heartbreak and fury all at once. I pressed my hand to the wound, desperate, shaking. Her blood soaked my fingers, and it felt like it was my own life draining away.“She’s dying
Amara's POVThe knife went right into Kael's shoulder.My hands shook like crazy as I gripped the handle. My whole body was trembling, like a hurricane was going off inside me. This dark stuff was wrapping around my brain, holding on super tight. I couldn't even breathe.I hurt him.No, I was made to hurt him.Atta girl, Magnus said, his voice all slippery and gross. His magic was going wild through that mark on my wrist, felt like it was burning my blood, making me do what he wanted. Now, finish the job.A jolt of power ripped through me. I squeezed the knife harder, and the magic inside me was trying to force the blade in deeper.Kael grunted, his face all tight from the pain, but he didn't even try to grab the knife. He just held on to me—like I wasn't some kind of monster.Amara, he whispered, his voice shaky but like he still believed in me. I know you're in there. Don't let him take you.I gasped, and this sharp pain shot through my head. My heart was pounding so hard I couldn't
Kael's POVA scream echoed in the room, and it was me yelling, not Amara.The instant her glowing eyes locked onto mine, something deep inside me just broke. It felt like everything that made her *her* had been ripped away, and what was left was just an empty copy controlled by Magnus. I couldn't believe it. I just wouldn't.Amara, I croaked, pushing myself up even with the magic pressing down on me like crazy. I know you're still in there. You gotta fight him.Her lips parted, and for a split second, I swear I saw a hint of her come back. But then her face twisted into this cold, totally different look.She came at me fast.I barely had time to react before she grabbed my throat. She was way quicker than before, and strong too, like she had some kind of weird boost. I slammed into the wall, sending dust and bits of stone flying.Magnus laughed. She doesn't need saving, Kael. She's better.I tried to pull her fingers off, but she wouldn't budge. My inner wolf was going wild, super ang