Kiara’s POVThe atmosphere at the manor began to brighten up. There was less worry, fear, and malice. Brandon and Ryder were back to how they used to be. Bradon played a crucial role in the betterment of Ryder’s health as he helped in making sure he partook in his daily exercises and movement. Although a lot of people from the pack are outside ready to see their Alpha back on his feet, Hale and hearty, Brandon help manage them and reassure them that they’ll get to see Ryder soon. We all ate together, talked, and laughed with one another. Both Brandon and Ryder made me feel at ease. More like they didn’t consider me a maid anymore. I felt at ease in the Moonfren manor, not wanting to go out of its walls. I didn’t care about the rumors anymore and if anything, I was grateful for it happening. Now I’m here, with the people that make me happy without having to see the whole world, accepting me for who I am. It also became an activity of ours to meet up at the terrace, just like in ol
Brandon’s POVThe attack on Ryder could have been avoided if only I didn’t let anger rule over my duties as his Beta. Now that the worst deed had been done, I took full responsibility for my shortcomings and I made a promise to find out who was responsible for these vile actions. My heart sank each passing minute on the fields and I knew something wasn’t right. I remembered that it was just Ryder and Kiara home—more reasons to be consumed by worry. “Go home,” I heard my wolf growl, and I didn’t think twice before stepping into my carriage. I was greeted with silence at first, as I stepped into the Manor. “Thank goodness they are good,” I said to myself with a breath of relief as I locked the door. I decided to head to the kitchen, so I could wash my hands and get some cold drink. Then there was a scream that ran through the walls of the Manor. I was disturbed by the scream I heard coming from upstairs. “Kiara!” I yelled as I made my way upstairs. On my way to Ryder’s room,
Kiara’s POV Brandon and I cooperated over the last few days in taking care of Ryder. He was healing slowly due to the injuries he acquired from the rogue's attack. Brandon was right about the rogues wanting to kill Ryder—they targeted sensitive parts of Ryder's body when the injuries were inflicted. His neck was cut, and he had several cuts on his back and several stab wounds on his abdomen. “I should go get the medicine man,” Brandon said to me in a low tone after dropping Ryder on his bed in his chambers. I noticed the shift in Brandon’s mood and how he avoided eye contact with me since he returned.“Don’t be too hard on yourself Brandon,” I said to him, to reassure him that he doesn’t have to beat himself up with blame. He said nothing but nodded in response. The medicine man looked carefully at Ryder’s wounds and praised the goddess when there was no trace of poisoning. He advised that Ryder should be well-rested for the next few weeks and should avoid any form of unusual m
Brandon and Ryder continued to live in malice. They ate at different places and neglected the needs of their subjects because they did not want to step up for each other when one was absent. Kiara tried as much as possible to talk them into understanding but she was shunned each time she brought it up. Kiara’s POVThe house fell silent with each passing day. Brandon and Ryder were still on the verge of spitefulness against each other. “I will eat in my chambers,” Brandon informed me the next morning with a straight face. I couldn’t remember the last time he smiled at me, he was turning cold towards me but his eyes gave his emotions away. “Why do you speak to me in that tone?” I asked him quietly, moving closer to him, wanting to know what he held behind those eyes. “I was away for not so long Kiara. You chose to be with Ryder. Why? Because he is an Alpha? And I’m less of that?” he questioned me. “No—,” I was about to respond when he declined to hear me speak. “You wante
Kiara’s POV I walked into the Manor and found it arranged. Everything was in place as if no bloodshed had happened earlier. Brandon and Ryder sat at different chairs adjacent to each other. They must have heard I was summoned by the elder. That is why they are still up facing the entrance. “You both didn’t have to wait up for me. I know my way around,” I said to them. They didn’t respond but rather rushed to my side at the same time, staring down each other like it was a form of competition. Brandon had worry written all over his face — That’s what I love about him. He wore his emotions on his sleeves. Ryder on the other hand, had anger oozing out of him still. I understand he is an Alpha and sharing his supposed mate is like a stamp on his ego. “We have to talk,” I said to them, guiding them through the hallway, and then the stairs that lead to the terrace. None of them uttered a word of disagreement. They followed up quietly. I stood before them offering them their seats o
Kiara’s POV I watched him standing there, anger evident in his eyes. I silently pleaded for him to look at me just once. I knew he could hear me, but he refused to meet my gaze. I watched as he growled and transformed, his wolf emerging in its majestic form. Brandon’s wolf was broad, covered in white and grey fur, with striking red ruby eyes. I was taken aback as I saw him launch himself at Ryder. His claws extended from his paws, sinking into Ryder’s collarbone and drawing blood.“Please, Brandon, I beg you,” I shouted at the top of my lungs. I continued to plead, but instead of listening to me, he fought back even more. I could tell Ryder had reached his breaking point with Brandon’s malicious attacks, and in response, he transformed into his wolf form as well.Ryder's wolf stood taller than Brandon's, with dark black fur and green-silvered eyes. He retaliated against Brandon's attack, drawing more blood and hitting him multiple times. My voice grew louder as I screamed, beggi