ログインKillian's POV. I hadn’t slept well in days. Not since Rowan had stared me down in that dorm, not since he had dared to call me out, to challenge me. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him...smirking, calm, daring me to move, daring me to act. Mine. Mine, and yet… I hated him.Leading him and the other heirs through the forest again, every step was calculated. Not about training, not about showing off. It was about control. Protection. My wolf coiled tight in my chest, muscles flexing. Every nerve screamed at me to strike, to claim, to crush any sense of arrogance in him.He walked beside me, shoulders squared, calm, unbothered. That damned wolf energy of his...the same one that had set me off in the dorm...radiated now, even here in the open woods. He moved like he belonged. Like nothing could touch him.I ground my teeth. That ease, that confidence...it was dangerous. Too dangerous. And I knew it. The girls would notice. They already were. He didn’t care. Calm, teasing, magnetic… an
Killian's POV. I hadn’t slept well in days. Not since Rowan had stared me down in that dorm, not since he had dared to call me out, to challenge me. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him...smirking, calm, daring me to move, daring me to act. Mine. Mine, and yet… I hated him.Leading him and the other heirs through the forest again, every step was calculated. Not about training, not about showing off. It was about control. Protection. My wolf coiled tight in my chest, muscles flexing. Every nerve screamed at me to strike, to claim, to crush any sense of arrogance in him.He walked beside me, shoulders squared, calm, unbothered. That damned wolf energy of his...the same one that had set me off in the dorm...radiated now, even here in the open woods. He moved like he belonged. Like nothing could touch him.I ground my teeth. That ease, that confidence...it was dangerous. Too dangerous. And I knew it. The girls would notice. They already were. He didn’t care. Calm, teasing, magnetic… an
Lyra's POV. The chanting finally broke, ragged breaths filling the dorm. The other heirs exchanged glances, muttered under their breath, and one by one, they started moving. I didn’t flinch as they shuffled toward the door. Eryk, Dax, and Jase lingered, eyes flicking back to me, hesitating like they expected something to change before finally giving up and leaving.Then the door slammed open, sharp, hard, and I froze. Killian.He stood there, broad, still, like a wall that had appeared out of nowhere. His eyes scanned the room in a slow, deliberate sweep. The room felt smaller suddenly, the air heavy with his presence.“Outside. All of you,” he barked. His voice was low, but it cut through every ounce of bravado in the room.The boys muttered, exchanged nervous glances, and left without another word, leaving the dorm empty except for us.Killian’s gaze landed on me like a vise. His shoulders were tense, fists clenched at his sides. His jaw flexed once, twice, and I didn’t look away.
Lyra's POV. The past few days had been brutal. Every morning I woke with muscles screaming, lungs burning, hands blistered from rope and grip, legs trembling from running drills I didn’t think I could survive. Yet every time I finished, the whispers followed. Some impressed. Some annoyed. A few looked at me with something that felt like envy.“Did you see him on the wall today?” someone murmured nearby. “Rowan didn’t even pause on the climb.”My wolf stirred inside, stretching, alert, pleased. Not just surviving. Winning.By the time I dragged myself back into the dorm that evening, my shirt clung to me with sweat, every muscle aching, my lungs still gasping for air. The room smelled of damp clothes, sweat, and heat that never seemed to lift. Eryk, Dax, and Jase were already there, sprawled across the bunks or leaning against the trunks, eyes flicking up the moment I stepped inside. They scanned me slowly, deliberately, as if measuring me, weighing me.Eryk was first. “Those hands lo
Lyra’s POVI dropped the rope and let my hands fall uselessly at my sides, fingers twitching as if they no longer belonged to me. They trembled so violently I thought they might lock up completely. Every muscle in my body screamed in protest. My shoulders burned like fire had been poured into the joints. My arms felt stretched, torn, like they’d been yanked halfway from their sockets. My chest rose and fell in harsh, uneven pulls of air, lungs aching with every breath.I wanted...desperately...to collapse. To sink into the dirt and let the ground swallow me whole.But I didn’t.I forced my legs to hold me upright, even as they shook beneath my weight.The Alpha Heirs were staring.Not all of them. But enough.Enough that the weight of their attention crawled over my skin and twisted something ugly in my stomach. Mouths hung open. Eyes were wide and glassy. Some whispered to each other like they were afraid to speak too loudly, others shook their heads slowly, like they were trying to
Killian's POV. I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I watched them flail. The Alpha Heirs...my so-called elite trainees...struggling like newborn pups on the climbing rig. They groaned, slipped, grunted, muttered excuses. Some even laughed at each other’s failures. I could feel my wolf stirring, sharp and hot against my ribs, desperate to tear something apart. Not one of them could handle the climb. Not one.“Pathetic,” I growled under my breath. “All of you.”A bead of sweat ran down my temple. The air was thick with their complaints, the smell of exertion and fear. And there, among the murmurs and the frustrated laughter, I saw movement at the edge of the clearing. He had come.Rowan.I froze. My chest tightened. That boy, that cursed, annoying, infuriating mate, had the audacity to show up. He walked toward the rig with that stupid stubborn grin, the same one that always made me want to throw him out...and sometimes, violently, erase him from existence.“Killian,