Akira's POV I woke up feeling a little better, though there was still a lingering tiredness in my body. My muscles ached slightly as I stretched, and the moment I did, memories of the previous day came rushing back into my mind all at once. A shiver ran through me at the thought of how close I had come to death. If Trent hadn’t shown up out of nowhere to save me, I might not be lying here right now. As I lay there, I became increasingly aware of my own vulnerability. I felt bare, as if all my defenses had been stripped away. It wasn’t just the physical exposure—it was the emotional weight pressing down on me. The realization that I had been powerless at that moment made my chest tighten with discomfort. I hated feeling this way. This fight isn’t just another battle for me. It’s personal. Too personal. And no matter what, I will take my revenge. I will get my own pound of flesh, sooner rather than later. Determined to shake off the thoughts consuming me, I pushed myself up from the
Nyx's POV “How was a week without me?” I asked, kissing him.“Torture. Absolute cinematic torture.” Kieran growled, biting my lower lips gently. “I wanted to die at some point.”“How are you so obsessed with me, and you're not afraid to show it?” I asked, giggling. “It's a threat to most people.”“From the moment we got together, I knew that I was in love.” Kieran kissed me again. “Fuck everyone's thoughts.”“And now, I'm beginning to feel alone in the obsession.” Kieran chuckled.“Boy, you know that you're in my head 24/7. You're the only person I'm obsessed with.” I kissed him again. “You have so much control over me that I'm going crazy.” “You speak for two.” We kissed again.Kieran pulled me closer, his strong hands gripping my waist firmly as our bodies pressed together. His warmth surrounded me, making my skin tingle with anticipation. I could feel the hard shape of him brushing against me, teasing me with every slight movement. A shiver ran down my spine, not from the cold, b
Kieran's POV Apparently, there was no real reason to be worried. Everything in the pack house had returned to normal. The once-damaged buildings had been fully rebuilt, standing tall and strong again, just as they had before. Life seemed to be settling back into place, yet, for some reason, Alpha Daniel and his men still chose to stay outside. They had shelter available to them, but they preferred the open space. It was strange, but I didn’t question it too much. Everyone had their own way of doing things. I ended up in a long conversation with Alpha Daniel and his men. It dragged on for quite a while, but honestly, I wasn’t very interested in it. My mind was elsewhere. I was mainly using the conversation as an excuse to stay busy, to keep myself from being alone with Nyx. She had lashed out at me earlier, her anger sharp and raw. It was clear that she was still upset, and I didn’t think she wanted to talk to me yet. I figured it was best to give her space, to let her come to me wh
Nyx's POV I came to my senses after less than two minutes, but by then, Kieran had already stormed out of the room. He had only been trying to help, but at that moment, I felt overwhelmed. My thoughts were tangled, my emotions all over the place, and I just wanted space. But now, I realized that pushing him away had left a crack in our relationship. I didn’t think he was actually angry when he walked out. His face hadn’t shown rage, nor had his movements been filled with fury. No, what I saw in his eyes wasn’t anger. It was sadness. A deep kind of sadness that made my chest ache with guilt. The instant I understood what had happened, I rushed out of the room, hoping to catch up with him, to stop him before he went too far. I wanted to apologize, to explain, to make things right. But it was too late. He was already gone. Frantic, I searched everywhere for Jephta, hoping he could help me find Kieran. But he, too, was nowhere to be found. It was as if they had both disappeared at the
Kieran’s POVI slammed the door behind me, my chest heaving with frustration. My hands were clenched into fists, and my whole body felt like it was on fire. I needed to get out of there, to breathe, to clear my head. Nyx's words still echoed in my mind, sharp as a knife. She had lashed out at me, pushing me away like I was nothing but a distraction, someone in the way of her plans. And I let her. I let her because I knew she was in pain. But damn it, so was I.I grabbed my car keys from the table and stormed out of the pack house, the cool night air hitting me like a slap in the face. Outside, Nicholas and Jephta were leaning against Nicholas's car, deep in conversation. When they saw me, they both paused, their eyes narrowing.Nicholas raised an eyebrow. "You look like you're about to kill someone," he said, his voice low and even."Not someone," I muttered, my jaw tight. "I just need air."Jephta smirked, pushing himself off the car. "So we're taking a boys' night out, then?" he sai
Nyx's POV The world around me faded the moment I called for the Moon Goddess. One second, I was standing in the middle of the pack house, my heart pounding with rage, my body shaking with frustration. The next, I was in a place that felt like both nowhere and everywhere. The air was thick with a soft, silver glow, and the sky stretched endlessly above me, filled with swirling stars. A gentle wind blew past, cool and comforting, but I felt no peace. I knew where I was. And then, I saw her. The Moon Goddess sat on a smooth white stone, her presence radiant, her silver eyes glowing. It's like they keep changing colors every time. Her long, flowing hair shimmered under the eternal moonlight, and her expression was calm, almost knowing. Like she had been expecting me. I didn’t bow. I didn’t kneel. I didn’t wait for her to speak. I marched forward with my fists clenched, my anger was burning hotter than ever. “You need to give me my power,” I said, begging and demanding at the