Selene's POV.His body blocked out everything else, his gaze boring into mine like I was the only thing in the world that mattered.“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice barely more than a breath. My heart was thumping, and I hated that he could probably hear it.He leaned in, close enough that I felt the heat of his breath against my skin. That little smirk tugged at his lips again. “What does it look like I’m doing?”My brain stuttered. A wave of warmth bloomed in my chest, sinking all the way down to where it had no business going. I looked away quickly, my face flushed.“Don’t try kissing me again,” I warned, trying to sound firm but my voice came out shaky.He cocked a brow. “You want me to kiss you again?”I shook my head quickly. “No, I said not to.”His grin widened, slow and devastating. Then he pulled away, stepping back, giving me space again. I let out a breath I didn’t know I’d been holding.“Why are you acting weird all of a sudden?” I asked, folding my arms as if tha
You’re my personal maid now” Killian said. What?I blinked up at him, my eyes wide in shock. His voice was calm but I could feel the heat rolling off him.Kelvin had stood so close to me, saying he wanted to take out a lead from my hair. And the way he was towering over me made the whole thing feel like a performance. One for the audience watching, and one just for me.I didn’t even get the chance to process that when his words landed fully. “Personal maid?” I echoed, confused. “What do you mean?”Killian’s lips curved, but there was no humor in his expression. “What does it sound like? You’re mine now. My personal maid. You’ll be the one attending to my needs. My room; my food; my space. No other maid is allowed.”I stared at him, utterly stunned. My mouth opened to speak, to protest, to argue, but before I could form a single word, he added casually.“Oh, and you’re moving into my room.”I caught Ronan’s eyes from where he stood, his expression flickering with disbelief. She wa
Lucian’s POV“My lord… Soterra has escaped.” One of my men relayed to me.The words echoed in my head like a slap.I clenched my fist and my teeth. That wretched bitch, of course she fucking did.She was the messenger of the Moon goddess herself. A title like that didn’t come with chains or confinement. The moment we captured her, I should have known. She wasn’t staying because she was helpless, she was just playing us all like fools.She fooled all of us, and now she is gone.I turned sharply toward the messenger. He flinched under my glare. “Get out. Out.” My voice came out cold. I didn’t have time for his stammering.The moment he left, I let out a slow, controlled breath and then my temper snapped.I hurled the bottle of beer in my hand against the wall with a scream, the glass exploding into jagged pieces across the stone floor. The sound didn’t calm me. It made the fire worse.Michael fucking Donovan.That bastard stood before me just days ago, looking me straight in the eye l
Valerie's POV.My heart was still pounding. My fists clenched and unclenched at my sides like they had minds of their own.*Kilian kissed Selene*That sentence just kept circling my head like a cursed chant. Over and over again.*Kilian kissed Selene*I had kissed him once—yes—but I was only able to, because he was under a spell. And a witch can only cast a compelling spell like that once.But with her? He chose to, he wanted to.I felt jealousy, rage and pain all mixed into one disgusting mess.No. I won’t let this happen.Whatever is blooming between them…I’ll burn it to ash.Selene was the child of prophecy. I should tell mother and Lucian, let them take her away.But still… I needed something more. Something quicker, something that could taint their relationship before it even becomes a thing.I was pacing the corridor outside the eastern wing, half-lost in thought, when fate decided to hand me a gift. A twisted, perfect gift.Selene, and she wasn’t alone.Kelvin, one of the an
Selene's POV. Carmen leaned in closer. “Who did you give it to?” I swallowed, the memory of that moment still vivid. “The shadowy figure.” “What?!” Carmen gasped, her hand freezing mid-scrub in the soapy water. “Why?” “I… I don’t know,” I said truthfully, rubbing my palms together. “I just felt like… I shouldn’t give it to Killian. You know how he and I are.” Carmen’s eyes narrowed, her curiosity turning sharp. “And then? What happened when you gave it to the shadowy figure?” My chest tightened as I remembered. “His voice changed, it got darker and menacing. The world got destroyed. And Killian—he screamed and then he just… turned into ashes right there.” Carmen covered her mouth, horrified. “And then the old woman—the one who said she was my grandmother, she appeared again and started crying. And the silver-haired man yelled at me. He said I chose wrong. Then everything just shifted like I was being pulled back.” A long silence passed between us. Carmen was staring a
Killian's POV Soteria made her way into the building. She walked majestically, like the wind had parted for her. Her red hair was looking as good as ever, cascading over her shoulders like fire, and her eyes held experience. I looked at her and rose from my seat, and so did the others. “Soteria,” I greeted, nodding. “What a pleasant surprise.” She looked at me, and then she smiled. Alpha Dominic, always proper, stepped forward and greeted her as well, bowing slightly in his place. But Soteria only looked at him indifferently. She didn't say anything, only gave him a brief nod, and then she walked past him like he wasn’t worth her breath. “Please, have a seat,” I said. She moved with quiet power and lowered herself gracefully onto the chair across from me. She crossed one leg over the other and met my eyes. I studied her for a moment. Soteria never left her side of the mountains unless something had stirred. “I know you don’t come out for no reason,” I said calmly. “So