KIN TO THE ALPHA

XENIA'S POV I've never been a strong religion fanatic, infact I'll describe myself as an atheist. I don't believe in God or any spiritual entity. I believe that humans have full control of whatever happens in their lives and that only us can decide our fate. A good decision brings a positive outcome and a bad one brings a negative outcome too. It's another major reason I moved from my mom and Sherman oaks, ever since I was little, I felt like I was been pushed to believe in something, but not only that, I felt my mom was using religion as an excuse to run away from something, like a daunting past. That was also the emotion she gave whenever I brought up dad. I knew I didn't look like mom; she was of average height, approximately 5'3 and had a thick body shape whereas I was 5'8 with a slender runway model like figure, mom had auburn hair with blue eyes while I had hazel eyes with black hair, so you can imagine why I wanted to know about dad. There was not one photograph of him while

XENIA'S POV"Leave her alone, Marrylen", it was him, the same voice and face I saw every night in my dreams, now standing here before me in the flesh.Ok, what sort of sorcery is this? How is that someone I saw continually in my dreams actually existed in real life, not that I've seen or met him before elsewhere, the major thing being that he looks and sounds exactly the same. If I had confided my dreams to someone, they'll certainly say I'm crazy, but here I am, staring into those brown eyes as they bore into mine also. It was the lady who I guess her name is Marrylen that broke the silence, "And why would I do such Kaleb?", She asked him… Kaleb, Kaleb, even his name sounded so perfect, like it was made for him, with the way they spoke, it seemed like they were acquainted with each other, then again, Beddington is a small town so I guess everyone knows everyone.Instead of responding to her question, he turns and look at me, "Finally, Xenia, you've come to me", he says and I'm shock

MARRYLEN'S POV At this point, I wanted to shun Kaleb; the way he barges in, even though he's an Alpha and with all the dominance towards humans, there's still something known as politeness which he lacks.Also, the way he commands Xenia to do certain things and how she goes with it without resistance is appalling.I've been studying werewolves ever since I was put in charge of my department, and something looks amiss here. The way Kaleb commands Xenia, the way she shows little or no clap back, and even with the little she told me about her life in New York and her sudden pull to return home, it can only mean one thing… Why didn't I catch onto it earlier? That's the only sensible explanation for this scenario. Back to the bar where He'd just asked her to come with him, she looks at me, smiles apologetically, and leaves with him. Like she just went with him, a woman I'm still trying to woo just stood up and left with Kaleb. Is it that she's not into girls or hasn't noticed the blari

XENIA'S POV The tension in the air was almost palpable as I walked out of the cave. After the encounter with Tochex and Octavyous, my mind felt like it was spinning. I knew that joining this pack wouldn't be a walk in the park, but the hostility I encountered from them felt like more than just skepticism—it felt personal, like I wasn't welcome in their world. I needed a moment to myself, a moment to just take a breath and process everything that had happened. The bonding ceremony, the power surge that left me unconscious, and now the stares and sneers of the pack members. It was like everything was happening too quickly, leaving me feeling completely overwhelmed. Kaleb had left me alone to rest, but I couldn’t just sit there anymore. I needed to understand what was going on. I wandered outside, feeling the cool breeze against my skin, trying to clear my mind. There was something about this place that both terrified and intrigued me. The mystery of it all, the way I was connected to

XENIA'S POVThe next morning, I woke up feeling like I was at the center of a storm. My head pounded, thoughts tangled with emotions as I replayed my conversation with Marrylen over and over again. The warmth of her embrace, her words reassuring me that I wasn't alone, were like a lifeline—and yet, they only made everything more confusing.I couldn't help but think about Kaleb. The intensity in his eyes when he spoke to me, the way he insisted that our bond was sacred—it made me feel both cherished and trapped at the same time. It was as if I was being torn between two opposing forces, and I wasn't sure which direction to take.I knew I had to confront Kaleb again. I needed answers, and I needed to see if what Marrylen said was true—if Kaleb was truly trying to control me, or if there was something more beneath the surface. I had to face him, not as his mate, but as someone who deserved the truth.When I made my way back to the pack's territory, I could feel the weight of the stares o