Louisa I couldn't sit. I tried twice. But each time, the image of Jasmine crumpled in my arms, blood trailing down her legs, each time that memory surged, I had to stand and move again.I rubbed my arms, trying to banish the chill that clung to my skin while pacing around the hospital waiting room. Then his question crept in again. I couldn't fully understand what had just happened. If he didn't send the Cake then who did?My heart skipped as a terrible possibility slithered through my thoughts. Could it have been Tessa?Of course not, she was right there with me when it arrived. I saw the jealousy in her eyes.Could it have been Mia? The thought turned my stomach. Has she found me? Did she know I was alive?I swallowed hard, glancing at the wall clock. Ten minutes had passed since they wheeled Jasmine away. Ten minutes that felt like a lifetime. I pressed my hand to my chest, breathing shallowly. Instantly, the corridor door creaked open behind me. I turned sharply.Kane stepped i
LouisaI stared at the cake a moment longer, the apology in sugary script sitting heavily on my chest.“I’m sorry for my distance lately.”But why was he suddenly apologising? What changed?I closed the lid gently, almost as if sealing away the confusion it came with, and placed it back on the table. I wasn’t ready to process it just yet. With a soft sigh, I crawled back onto my bed, picked up the book I’d abandoned earlier and curled into my side once more.The words on the page tried to pull me in, and for a while, they did, offering a momentary escape from everything spiralling around me.But my thoughts kept looping back to Kane and his mysterious cake. Well, I couldn't help but smile at the kind gesture.My eyelids grew heavier with every page, and before long, the book slipped from my hands and landed softly on the floor beside the bed. I drifted off, still wondering what it all meant.When I stirred again, the room was dimmer, kissed in the fading glow of early evening. The sou
Louisa I scoffed under my breath and walked out, heading straight to the training camp, clutching the ache in my chest. I should’ve felt satisfied, relieved even, that the marking of Scott’s new mate had failed. But I wasn’t. Instead, a thousand questions swirled through my mind, unsettling and relentless.Could it have something to do with me still being alive? I mean why else was he so desperate to see me dead? Was it because he knew that as long as I drew breath, no other mark would take hold?And if that was true, then would that also mean I wouldn't be able to accept Kane’s mark either?By the time I reached the training camp, it was in full swing. Growls echoing, fists flying, the rhythmic clash of bodies in motion. Normally, it was enough to motivate and entertain me, but I guess not today.I stood at the edge, arms folded tightly across my chest, watching but not really seeing. My mind was elsewhere, trapped in a storm of what-ifs and uneasy truths.My bottom lip found its w
Louisa I stood in front of Kane’s door, hand poised to knock again, though I’d already done so once with no response. I was sure he was home, he had to be.Lately, I haven't been myself. I have been thinking of how wrong I was to make him believe he was the father of my child. The guilt gnawed at me constantly, eating away at whatever peace I had left. He was barely at home and when he was, we barely made eye contact. That only made the ache in my chest worse. I barely could even sleep.I took a deep breath, steeling myself to knock again, then paused the moment the soft scent of his body wash drifted through the door. A second later, the faint sound of the bathroom door clicking shut reached my ears, followed by his low humming.Of course he was in there, I knocked again, more firmly this time and the humming stopped.“Who’s there?” he growled, his voice rough and sharp through the door.I flinched. It was late at night, so I guess he felt irritated to be disturbed at such an odd h
KaneThe engine purred beneath me as I drove, but my thoughts roared louder than anything. The road ahead blurred as the weight in my chest tightened with every passing second.What mess has my heart gotten itself into? Among all the women to crave, it had to be my best friend's, fated mate.Damn it! I gripped the steering wheel harder, knuckles pale. The morning had been a mess, and I had tried so hard to keep myself composed. But watching her sit at that table, her eyes darting away every time I looked at her, it tore something inside me. It reminded me that she wasn't really mine.If only she had told me sooner, I would have kept my distance, I wouldn't even have fucked her or maybe not. But she should have told me regardless! Regardless, I couldn't help but wonder, why did she even leave Scott? And why did that witch boy attack her at Scott's engagement party?I must go back to Scott's and ask questions, I don't think I can peacefully move on from this without proper answers. But
Louisa LouisaOf course, Elizabeth had probably filled her ears with every disgusting detail she could, some true, most likely twisted. But I didn’t have the energy or patience to entertain it.“If you wouldn’t mind, I was actually….”“But I do mind,” she snapped, cutting me off before I could finish.She rose from the sofa abruptly, her heels clicking softly against the floor as she took a slow step toward me.“I think it’s only fair that I mention that I was the one who ended things with Kane,” she said with a tight-lipped smile. “I’m not that bitter ex who got dumped, in case you’re wondering.”She paused, her eyes locked on mine like she was searching for a reaction. What was she expecting me to say?“And I get it…. You must be asking yourself, why would anyone walk away from the Alpha of a powerful pack like Bluemoon?”She let out a dry chuckle and held my gaze a second longer than necessary like she was waiting to see the jealousy flicker in my eyes.But I was already tired of w