INICIAR SESIÓNKade’s POV The pack house felt heavier than usual as I made my way through the quieter corridors the next morning. The trials had paused for a brief rest day, giving wolves time to recover and elders time to deliberate on the standings. My body still ached from yesterday’s bouts, but the herbs Aria had given me continued to work their quiet magic, keeping the fog at bay and my thoughts sharper than they had been in weeks. Yet something else gnawed at me. Riven. The way he had looked when he walked into the dining hall last night, shock, then something darker flashing across his face before he shut it down. The stiffness in his bow. The way he had barely met my eyes on the trials ground afterward. He had been off ever since Aria returned, and it wasn’t just concern for the pack. There was something personal there. Something I couldn’t quite place. I had considered confronting him directly. Pulling him aside and demanding answers. But Riven was loyal, sometimes to a fault, and
Kade’s head snapped up. “What?” I shouldn’t have said it. It was too soon, too direct, and if Claire found out I knew— But the damage was done. “The incense, Kade. The tea. The drugs Claire’s been feeding you for months to keep you compliant and confused.” I kept my voice level. “Did you really think I wouldn’t notice? That no one would notice?” He looked genuinely confused. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “The headaches. The tremors. The paranoia. The fact that you can barely make a decision without Claire’s input anymore.” I leaned forward. “You’ve been drugged, Kade. Systematically. For months.” “That’s—” He stopped. Looked down at his hands, which were trembling slightly. “That’s impossible.” “Is it? When did you last go a full day without Claire’s special tea? Without that incense she burns in your chambers?” “She was helping me relax. I’ve been stressed—” “You’ve been poisoned.” The word landed like a stone. Kade stared at me, and I watched the denial war wi
Kade’s head snapped up. “What?”I shouldn’t have said it. It was too soon, too direct, and if Claire found out I knew—But the damage was done.“The incense, Kade. The tea. The drugs Claire’s been feeding you for months to keep you compliant and confused.” I kept my voice level. “Did you really think I wouldn’t notice? That no one would notice?”He looked genuinely confused. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”“The headaches. The tremors. The paranoia. The fact that you can barely make a decision without Claire’s input anymore.” I leaned forward. “You’ve been drugged, Kade. Systematically. For months.”“That’s—” He stopped. Looked down at his hands, which were trembling slightly. “That’s impossible.”“Is it? When did you last go a full day without Claire’s special tea? Without that incense she burns in your chambers?”“She was helping me relax. I’ve been stressed—”“You’ve been poisoned.”The word landed like a stone.Kade stared at me, and I watched the denial war with recognit
Kade’s POV The pack house felt heavier than usual as I made my way through the quieter corridors the next morning. The trials had paused for a brief rest day, giving wolves time to recover and elders time to deliberate on the standings. My body still ached from yesterday’s bouts, but the herbs Aria had given me continued to work their quiet magic, keeping the fog at bay and my thoughts sharper than they had been in weeks. Yet something else gnawed at me. Riven. The way he had looked when he walked into the dining hall last night, shock, then something darker flashing across his face before he shut it down. The stiffness in his bow. The way he had barely met my eyes on the trials ground afterward. He had been off ever since Aria returned, and it wasn’t just concern for the pack. There was something personal there. Something I couldn’t quite place. I had considered confronting him directly. Pulling him aside and demanding answers. But Riven was loyal, sometimes to a fault, and
Kade’s POV The pack house felt heavier than usual as I made my way through the quieter corridors the next morning. The trials had paused for a brief rest day, giving wolves time to recover and elders time to deliberate on the standings. My body still ached from yesterday’s bouts, but the herbs Aria had given me continued to work their quiet magic, keeping the fog at bay and my thoughts sharper than they had been in weeks. Yet something else gnawed at me. Riven. The way he had looked when he walked into the dining hall last night, shock, then something darker flashing across his face before he shut it down. The stiffness in his bow. The way he had barely met my eyes on the trials ground afterward. He had been off ever since Aria returned, and it wasn’t just concern for the pack. There was something personal there. Something I couldn’t quite place. I had considered confronting him directly. Pulling him aside and demanding answers. But Riven was loyal, sometimes to a fault, and
Kade’s POV The pack house felt heavier than usual as I made my way through the quieter corridors the next morning. The trials had paused for a brief rest day, giving wolves time to recover and elders time to deliberate on the standings. My body still ached from yesterday’s bouts, but the herbs Aria had given me continued to work their quiet magic, keeping the fog at bay and my thoughts sharper than they had been in weeks. Yet something else gnawed at me. Riven. The way he had looked when he walked into the dining hall last night, shock, then something darker flashing across his face before he shut it down. The stiffness in his bow. The way he had barely met my eyes on the trials ground afterward. He had been off ever since Aria returned, and it wasn’t just concern for the pack. There was something personal there. Something I couldn’t quite place. I had considered confronting him directly. Pulling him aside and demanding answers. But Riven was loyal, sometimes to a fault, and
Claire’s pov I screamed, my throat-tearing as the scalding soup continued to eat into my skin. It burned everywhere. My eyelids, my cheeks, even the delicate skin around my mouth. “My face! my face!” I shrieked, stumbling blindly, my arms flailing for anything: a towel, a sheet, just something, a
Claire's POVI slammed her back against the heavy oak door of the supply room so hard the hinges rattled. The head omega, tall, broad-shouldered, and always carrying herself like she owned the place let out a sharp gasp. Her tray of folded linens clattered to the floor between us.“Luna… what… what
Kade’s POVThe guards hauled Riven away like he was any other traitor. He didn’t beg, shout, or even look back at me with hate. Just that same steady, disappointed stare until the corridor swallowed him whole.The sword trembled in my grip long after they were gone. I forced my fingers to unclench.
Beta Riven’s POVSix days.Six brutal, bone-grinding days out on the wild fields, training for the Alpha-Beta trials that were still half a year away but already felt like they’d kill me before then.Every muscle screamed. Bruises layered over older bruises. My left shoulder throbbed from where I’d







