Masuk
~ Risa's POV ~
I have been suffocating. Marriage was supposed to bring me happiness but all I felt was loneliness in this cold mansion. I have loved my husband Alpha Cade Grayson since he saved me from rogue wolves and I wanted nothing but to be with him. When I found out we were fated mates and when he finally asked me to be his Luna, I thought my happiness would know no bounds, but for five years of marriage, we have been like strangers. He treats me with respect but that passion…that longing, I have never once felt it from him no matter how much I've tried to get his love. For a month now, his side of the bed had been cold as he hadn't returned home since. His excuses were always the same, saying the pack was demanding and there was too much work to do. So I decided to go see him but I needed an excuse. I meticulously prepared lunch and I hummed joyfully as I packed it up. Maybe when he sees my efforts, he'd soften a bit. I headed for his office when I was done and the guards welcomed me with respect as Luna and I flashed happy smiles but I could tell by their glances that something was amiss, but I shrugged it off. Maybe I was being too sensitive again. They might have noticed Cade growing apart from me. But that would probably change today. As I approached the doors leading to his main office, Cade’s secretary stepped quickly in my path. “Luna Risa, please, I must inform the Alpha first that you're here before you can enter,” she said, her voice strained and unnecessarily loud. I frowned at her words. Cade had always given me unrestricted access and I had no reason to wait for permission as his mate and luna. This formality felt wrong, and shouldn't even exist between us. “Is there a problem?” I asked softly. She looked away, unable to meet my eyes. “Luna it's just…” “Don't worry, he wouldn't mind I forced a smile as I pushed past her while she tried to stop me. I opened the door and the sight that greeted me made the air rush out of my lungs in an instant. I received the shock of my life as I saw Cade, my husband ...my mate, holding someone in his arms like a precious jewel that he was afraid would break. Her face was buried in the hollow of his neck as her dark hair flowed effortlessly down her back and her slender arms wrapped tightly around his waist. They were locked in an embrace so intimate, so comfortable, it felt like a silent conversation I had just violently interrupted. I dropped the lunch box with a loud thud and the woman pulled away sharply at the sound and turned to me. My stomach dropped as I saw it was Zara. I blinked once, then again, my heart hammering against my ribs so loud I could feel the painful throb in my eardrums. I couldn't believe this. “My eyes must be playing tricks on me,” I thought loudly. This couldn't possibly be real. “What the hell is this?” My voice was a ragged whisper, a sound that barely belonged to me as I stared at them in unbelief. Zara’s face crumpled instantly as she burst into a storm of ugly, disgustingly pitiful sobs. “Risa, please, don’t blame Cade…Don’t blame him, it’s all my fault, I never should have…” Cade turned to me, his eyes finally meeting mine. There was no apology in them, only irritated frustration in their depths. He ignored me, leaning down to run a gentle, soothing hand over Zara’s back. “Please don't cry,” he murmured, his voice a sweet sound I hadn’t heard directed at me in our years of marriage. “Stop crying. You’ll give yourself a headache again. Didn't you just complain of a splitting headache? So stop crying and blaming yourself for every little thing.” The concern in his tone was a fresh knife turning in my chest and stabbing me over and over again. He didn't care about me. How dare he show his care for her in front of me? “How long?” I asked, forcing the words through my throat as I swallowed the bitter lump forming there. I really shouldn't cry…I shouldn't, but this…how could I bear this? “How long has this been going on?” I didn't look at Cade, my gaze was locked onto Zara, who was still performing her tearful act. Cade tried to deflect, stepping slightly between us, “Risa stop. She's unwell..” But Zara stopped him, her voice a miserable whine. “Just… a month. Almost exactly a month I swear.” she said pitifully. The world seemed to lose its colours that instant. The pieces finally snapped into place. So all those times he told me he was too busy and he couldn't come home. All those times I spent alone in that empty house, he was with her? “So you weren’t busy with pack work, huh Cade?” I stated, as I struggled desperately to fight the tears from falling. “You were busy with her weren't you?” I pushed. “Why can't you answer me now?” My heart was aching so much just thinking about it. “Risa, stop reading so much meaning into things,” Cade snapped, his patience clearly exhausted. To him I was the problem, the complication and I was the one being overly dramatic. “Go home and we can discuss this when you’re more rational.” “Rational?” I repeated as a bitter laugh escaped in my throat. I cannot believe I was so happy about bringing him lunch while he was here in the embrace of another woman. “You promised me Cade. When you marked me, you promised me I would be your only one, that you would take care of me!” My hands were trembling, as I faced the man I had loved, the Alpha who now looked at me like a nuisance. I had always known. Even after Zara had left five years ago, even when Cade had pledged himself to me, I knew I held his body, but Zara held his heart. I had lived a comfortable lie, clinging to his wedding vows like a life raft in the storm. Now, seeing the soft adoration in his eyes when he looked at Zara, I knew the raft was sinking and there was no one to pull me out. I took a deep breath, forcing a sudden calm because I cannot be shattered in front of them. “Zara,” I said, my voice low and dangerously steady. “Excuse us. I need to speak to my husband. Alone.” Zara flinched as she heard the words ‘husband’ from my mouth, “I’m so sorry, Risa, I truly didn’t mean to come between you,” she clinged to Cade’s sleeves as she spoke. “I asked you to leave,” I repeated firmly, my gaze never wavering as I clenched my fingers tightly. “Leave my husband’s office.” The shift in Zara’s face was immediate. But no matter what, I was still the Luna and maybe , just maybe I'll be able to talk Cade into seeing reason. Cade intervened smoothly, his voice returning to that infuriating, gentle sound just for Zara. “Go wait outside. I’ll be out in a minute.” he smiled as he held her cheeks softly. She gave a soft nod and shuffled toward the door. When she reached the door handle and was about to pull it open, she suddenly held her head and waved as if she was about to collapse. “Zara!” Cade said in panic as he rushed to her side immediately.Talking about the silver fire did make me feel some type of way. Maybe I really hadn't thought the whole thing through, but then again, if Kael had suggested the ritual he must certainly have something up his sleeves and I can only trust him since he said he'd do anything to protect me. As I walked back I could feel the eyes of the palace staff and the lingering nobles on me, but the quality of their stares had shifted. There was still the bitter sting of resentment from those who felt passed over, but a new there was a quieter current which had emerged. I could sense respect from their gaze. As I passed through the Great Hall, one of the Duke offered a slow nod clearly showing respect. I returned the nod with a calm smile. I knew that Elara and her circle wouldn't just stop harassing me. They were the type to nurture a grudge until it turned into a weapon. But as I stepped into the King’s private study, those worries felt a world away.Kael was standing by the massive windows with
The morning light in the Queen’s Wing was pale, as it filtered through the floor to ceiling windows that looked out over the jagged peaks. I sat at my vanity, the invitation letter that had been sent for me to look at. It was a cream colored cardstock embossed with the gold seal of the High Council.“A formal apology brunch,” it read. “To mend the unfortunate misunderstandings in the garden.”I traced the elegant script with my finger. It was signed by Lady Elara and four other daughters of the Council. I could practically smell the venom through the perfume on the paper.Keal had warned me that they would surely try something else after the previous altercation as they wouldn't easily back down. He had come to my room after the garden incident, his presence filling the space. "Serpents do not stop being serpents simply because they have been stepped on. They just wait until you are no longer looking at their fangs.” He stood a few meters from me as he gripped something tightly in his
The silence that followed Elara’s venomous remark was thick enough to choke on. They expected me to crumble. They truly expected the discarded Luna to weep or flee but if that was truly what they were thinking then they didn't know me at all.I took a slow, deliberate sip of my tea, the porcelain clicking softly against my teeth. I let the silence stretch until the smirk on Elara’s face began to waver, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. When I finally set the cup down, I leaned forward, my movements fluid and predatory."It is fascinating, Elara," I began, my voice a melodic purr that carried to every corner of the garden. "That you speak of purity but maybe you just lack the opportunity I have. You’ve spent your life in the safety of these walls, a hothouse flower waiting for a King who never looked your way. You speak of me being used by a lesser Alpha? I call it being forged."I stood up, and the sheer force of my presence made the women at the table flinch back. I didn't shout.
Since Kael's unhinged announcement the other day at council, I knew the news was bound to be crazy. Even though I tried to avoid the news tablets, the headlines still found me. -News Update: THE DIVORCED LUNA. ASCENSION OR SCANDAL?-Then they wrote a long ass article about how I had left my previous mate because I longed for the crown then ended the damn thing saying ‘maybe it was my destiny after sll’. Other tabloids read,-ALPHA KING TO MARK GRAYSON’S REJECT-They seriously knew how to make the news colourful. After the buzz, the realm was divided as half the netizens saw me as a symbol of female empowerment, a woman who knew the power she held and could capture powerful men, while the other half, the strong traditionalists, viewed me as a stain on the royal lineage.But Kael seemed to thrive in the chaos. He didn't just want a ceremony, he wanted a spectacle that would silence the world and bring the biggest buzz and longest articles.I stood on a velvet covered pedestal in the ro
~ Risa's POV ~The dark walls of the Alpha King’s palace seemed to pulse with a life of their own, cold and unforgiving. Life here was nothing but a dance of power, and I was still learning the steps. The Queen’s Wing was incredibly beautiful and had everything I could ever want, but the most unsettling part of my new life wasn't the beauty of it but it was the King himself.Every morning and evening, I was expected to dine with Kael. The dining hall was a large space of dark marble, illuminated by floating crystals that cast a pale light. The food was exquisite, having rare meats, succulent fruits, and wines that tasted of mountain air, but I could barely swallow a bite whenever I ate.Kael sat at the head of the table, his presence a constant weight in the room. His eyes, which looked like ice over deep water, never left me for even a second as he'd watch me. He didn't eat much either, he just simply watched. He watched the way I held my fork, the way my throat moved when I sipped w
The door opened softly behind me and Zara was there . She didn't look horrified but she looked at me with pity. She knelt beside me, pulling my head into her lap, her fingers stroking my hair softly."You're just going through a rough patch, my love," she cooed, her voice like silk over a blade. "The betrayal you suffered... it would break any man. Here. Drink this."She handed me the silver vial from before. I didn't even ask what was in it this time. I grabbed it and swallowed the liquid in one gulp. The effect was instantaneous and the shaking stopped, the rage receded into a dull, manageable ache, and the image of Kael’s face blurred into the background. I slumped against her, my mind turning to cotton."You'll be okay," she whispered, her eyes watching me. "I’ll make sure of it."The next day, I stood before the Council as they summoned an emergency meeting after hearing about what happened in the training ground. The seven Elders sat in a semi circle, their faces hard as they st
"I am honored, Your Majesty," I said, my voice projecting just enough to reach the ears of the surrounding nobles. I didn't look at Cade, though the heat radiating from him was enough to burn. "It is a rare privilege to wear jewels from the royal household. They are... remarkably fitting." Kael le
The last of the cars rolled down the gravel drive, their head lights fading as the guards shut the gates. I stood on the entrance, my feet aching in the silver heels as I let the sudden silence sink in. My soul felt like it had been scraped raw and left bare for the whole world to see. I had spent
His gaze was sharp as he stared at me awaiting an answer, but I steadied myself and returned his sharp stares. "I am not obligated to provide you with a minute by minute report of my movements," I said, my voice steady. "You are my mate for now, not my jailer." Cade’s jaw tightened, a muscle twit
After that horrible breakfast that I couldn't even enjoy, I stepped out of the dining hall, needing some fresh air and some time away from Cade and his annoying ‘tender loving care’ he shows to Zara right in my face. But it turns out Zara just won't let me breathe. “Risa? A moment, please?" I hea







