Liora’s POVFreedom tasted like rain after a long drought. The cold stone walls of the dungeon had pressed in on me for days, suffocating me in dampness and the stench of silver chains. Now, with sunlight spilling over my skin as I stepped outside, I swore the air felt different—sharper, cleaner, as if the world itself was welcoming me back.But I wasn’t foolish enough to think my release was purely mercy.No—Kael was playing a game.I could see it in his eyes when I taunted him about our mating ceremony—the way his jaw locked, his gaze a perfect blend of disgust and reluctant attention. He thought he could keep me at a distance, sever whatever fragile bond tied us together.He was wrong.Nika walked quietly beside me, her steps deliberate, her head slightly bowed as though she were nothing more than my shadow—but I knew better. That was what made her dangerous. Everyone underestimated Nika. Even Kael. Especially Kael.The moment we rounded the corner and his presence was out of sight
Kael’s POV“Did you have to be that cold to her?” Storm asked as I walked out of the infirmary.I let out a sigh. It wasn’t something I wanted, but I needed to cut my connections for a while. I needed to keep her safe until I figured out all this.“I know what I’m doing, Storm,” I replied, and he shrugged.“She doesn’t. She thinks something is wrong, and you’re being cruel when she’s already down.”“I’m not being cruel. There’s someone working quietly with Liora—she’s the muscle of all this, Liora’s the brain. If we can get that person, we can close the case, sever my ties with Liora, and send her to prison.” I explained to him.“So, Liora isn’t getting punished?” he asked, and I shook my head.“I need you, Storm. She needs someone by her side while I figure all this out. I have to get to the bottom of it.”Storm paused for a while, then continued, “Sure. What do you want me to do?”I looked around, checking if anyone was listening. “Not here… We’ll meet later in my office—in the next
Elara’s POVFor a moment, he just stood there, his gaze fixed on me like I was some mystery he couldn’t quite solve. There was no warmth, but there was no coldness either—just that unnerving stillness, like he was calculating something only he understood.I searched his face for any sign of what he was thinking. Maybe an explanation. Maybe… anything.But when he finally spoke, it wasn’t what I expected.“Get well soon, Elara.”That was it.No answers, no hint that he’d been checking in on me, no mention of what Milo had said about things not being stable. Just… a polite, detached wish for my recovery.I blinked, letting the silence stretch far too long. “That’s all?”His jaw tensed, but he didn’t look away. There was something unreadable in his eyes, like maybe he wanted to say more but had decided against it.“That’s all,” he said finally, voice low but firm.And then he turned.“Wait—” The word left my mouth before I could stop it.He paused with his back to me, his broad shoulders
Elara’s POVThis has to be the longest week for me.I was getting better, which is sure, but I don’t even know when I would be cleared to leave the infirmary. Do I want to continue to work for the place where I almost got myself killed? No. Do I have a choice? No.This was sickening. Ever since I stepped my feet into this pack, it had been from one problem to another. I have been bullied, beaten, and insulted—all because I dared to have the Alpha’s attention.The door swung open, with Dr. Storm walking in. He had a stethoscope around his neck, a clipboard in his hands, and, with a smile on his face, he greeted me.“Hello, Elara.”I gave a weak smile. “Hi…”“So, how are you feeling?”I paused. That question was a tricky one. “Hmmm… although I don’t feel weak physically, I don’t know about mentally. That drug really messed me up,” I said to myself more than to him.“Yeah, but everything will be fine.” He flipped through the pages of his clipboard. “Anyways, your test results show immens
Kael’s POVThe sound of Liora’s laughter still clung to me like a stench I couldn’t wash off. I left the cell without looking back, my boots striking hard against the stone corridor as Jake and Milo kept pace.The restraints and wards faded once we passed the last gate, but the pressure in my chest didn’t. My wolf was pacing restlessly, teeth bared. He wanted to go back, break the chains, and end her now.I wasn’t going to give her that satisfaction—not yet.“She’s baiting you,” Milo said quietly, matching my stride.“She’s trying to,” I replied, my voice tight. “But this isn’t about temper. It’s about proof.”Jake let out a humorless laugh. “And she knows we don’t have any.”That was the truth, and it grated worse than her smug face. We had her confession, but it wasn’t formal, and the council could twist words until she came out as the victim. If I pushed too hard without more… they’d use it to weaken me.I wouldn’t let that happen.“Find out who she’s been meeting before the arrest
Kael’s POV“We can't sentence them…”The courtroom was in disorder with the news. Even with the evidence, the council refused to take up the case to court, and I was feeling frustrated. I sat on my throne as I looked out at the hall. Jake and Milo were both by my side, and when they gave me a look, I knew.This was going to be hard.“If I may, Alpha.” The councilman to my right, Nobleman Judas, stood up.I sighed. I gave a slight nod as a sign that he could continue.“Thank you…” He bowed. “This matter is not even supposed to be in court,” he started, and I already wanted him to shut up and sit down. “We are talking about persecuting a councilman and a noble lady who is about to be your chosen mate. This will cause a disruption.” He said, and everyone nodded in agreement.He sat down, and I wished he hadn't even spoken because it was getting bad. Another councilman stood up—he was a tall old man.“What I propose, Alpha, is that you let Lady Liora out of the cell,” he said, and everyon