I awoke, my senses immediately informing me that I wasn't in my own room. The surface beneath me was too hard, the sheet too scratchy. I felt... numb, as if drifting on a cloud. Was I dead? I hesitantly opened my eyes, wincing as the bright light assaulted my pupils. A large expanse of white greeted me through the veil of my lashes. Hmm... No, definitely not dead, unless the afterlife had a crack in the ceiling plaster. And I certainly wasn't at home. My bed wasn't this uncomfortable. The infirmary? Possibly. Licking my dry lips, I tried to swallow. A bad chemical taste assaulted my tongue, and I yearned for water. I glanced down, hoping for a glass of water by the bed, but something pulled at the skin on my throat. As I lifted my hand, I felt the gauze that was there and tried to recall what had happened.A slight rustling sound drew my attention, and I cautiously turned to see Killian sleeping in a chair beside me. Dark circles under his eyes gave them a bruised look and stubble
His jaw tightened as he thought about the situation. "It’s all my fault. I should have believed what you told me, what everyone tried to tell me over the years, but I guess I didn’t want to hear it. In some ways, Josephine was like my little sister when we were growing up. Later, I thought there was something else, but it was familiarity and a misplaced sense of responsibility. I know I should be sad that she’s gone, but I’m not. The Josephine I thought I knew never really existed." I wanted to ask more questions, but Helena arrived and shooed Killian outside while she delivered medication, checked my leg, and fixed the dressing on my neck. Helena was efficient, but in my opinion, had no bedside manner. I endured the woman’s fussing by watching outside. Killian was talking to someone, just couldn’t see who. From the look on his face, he wasn’t pleased. Hitching myself up in the bed, I earned a scolding from Helena but gained a better view of the activity outside. he was talking...
Oh no! My relationship with Killian was finally on solid ground and I didn’t want anything to upset it. "Viktor, don’t tease him like that! Killian, I don’t know why he’s behaving this way." My gaze darted back and forth between the two men. "Don’t you, Hailey?” Viktor mocked. "I’m starting a new pack. I need a female and you’d suit me just fine." Gasping at his boldness, I struggled to my feet and placed myself in between the two, my back firmly pressed to Killian chest. I could feel it starting to rumble. "But you’re his brother, part of the pack. You can’t claim a pack member’s mate!" I hoped he was joking. There was a glint in his eye, which made me think he simply had a weird and ill-timed sense of humor, but still... Viktor reached out towards me as if to grab my arm and pull me away from Killian. His gaze was hot, and he seemed intent on having me, no matter what the consequences. Suddenly, he veered his hand off course and flicked the end of my nose. "Gotcha!" He burst ou
Lying beside him, I couldn't help but stare up at the ceiling, my hazel green eyes filled with a mix of emotions. It had happened. The deed was done. We were officially mated now. But deep down, I knew the truth, our union was not born out of love, but rather selfish political alliances. The thought offered me no comfort, only the ache of a broken heart.Beside me, I sensed his movement as he turned towards me, his eyes searching for mine. I purposely avoided meeting his gaze, instead focusing on calming my racing breath. But try as I might, my breath still trembled, betraying my inner turmoil. Despite my rapid blinking, a single tear escaped, making its way down my cheek.I heard the covers rustle as he shifted closer to me. His finger gently brushed against my face, capturing the tear. "I'm sorry, Hailey," his voice resonated in the dimly lit room, both deep and gentle. His touch was followed by a soft stroke through my brunette hair and a tender kiss on the crook of my neck."I kno
"What?" I couldn't contain my surprise as a strange quivering feeling began to develop within me."Do not make this difficult, Hailey," Alpha Dean sighed frustratedly."Difficult?" I fought the urge to glare hard at him as my lips trembled. No, no, no. This couldn't be happening, I thought, my mind racing."The elders have requested an alliance to maintain peace. Alpha Killian leads the largest and most powerful pack in the eastern region. This is a perfect opportunity, and it seems he has taken a liking to you. He did not object to this proposal," my father explained, his voice holding a gentler tone."But... it's too sudden," I said, my gaze darting nervously across the room at Killian, who stood stoically with his hands behind his back. His expression remained distant, unreadable. I turned to my father, desperately trying to hold back the tears welling up in my eyes."What about Stephan?" I half-yelled at him, my voice filled with a mix of sadness and anger. "You know I love him. Y
Three hours later, I found myself seated at a table beside a stranger, a man whose name I did not even know.My gaze swept across the hall, my heartbeat echoing like a drum in my chest. The atmosphere was adorned with vibrant fall flowers, their colors weaving together in a tapestry of warmth. The best china gleamed upon the tables, shrouded in delicate linen cloths.An array of mouthwatering dishes, from savory meats to fresh vegetables, rolls, and salads, adorned the serving tables. I marveled at Lily's ability to effortlessly conjure a feast for the pack with such short notice.Despite the delicious spread before me, I found myself unable to partake in the meal. The food sat untouched on my plate, my appetite suppressed by the overwhelming weight of my circumstances. Well-wishes and kind words from my pack members were offered, accompanied by speeches from the elders.As the bonding ceremony commenced, Killian stepped forward, guiding me to the front of the room. Words were spoken,
In the morning, I stirred from my slumber only to find myself alone in the bed. As I blinked away the remnants of sleep, a hollow space on the pillow beside me and the disheveled covers confirmed that the events of the previous night were not mere figments of my imagination.Killian and I were now mated, bound together by an unbreakable tie, despite the absence of any genuine love between us.If it had been Stephan, our connection would have been solidified through a blood-bond, the act of biting each other's necks serving as a mark of our belongingness. Such a bond would have woven our minds together, growing stronger as our lives intertwined.However, this customary gesture was absent with Killian. While I felt a tinge of relief for avoiding the mark, an unexpected sense of annoyance crept upon me. I had secretly longed for the opportunity to refuse, to claim a small victory and reaffirm my loyalty to Stephan."Where the hell is he anyway?" Taking a soft breath, I raised my head and
One hour had passed, and I found myself standing on the forest's edge, patiently waiting for Killian. After tidying up from breakfast, he had hurried off to the pack house to attend to urgent matters, promising to meet me in thirty minutes.Uncertain if I truly desired to run with him, an activity I had previously enjoyed with Stephan, I recognized the importance of putting in effort to make our relationship work. Running together could potentially be one of the few shared interests we had.The day was a picturesque autumn scene, with trees adorned in shades of orange, red, and gold, and a clear, azure sky above. Although the morning mist was receding under the warmth of the sun's ascent, delicate tendrils of fog still danced near the ground, lending an ethereal touch to the surroundings.This place truly felt like paradise to me, and I couldn't fathom ever finding such comfort and tranquility elsewhere."Where the hell is he?" I muttered under my breath, taking a long, deep breath to