LOGIN~RAELIYA~
And just like that, he was gone without an explanation whatsoever. My heart was still pounding in my chest as I thought of how close he was. I didn't have time to dwell on that feeling because immediately, I was being summoned. I quickly got dressed in my regular clothes and headed out to carry on with my usual activities. After what happened last night, I wasn't surprised about how rudely I was being treated. “You have a lot of guts to claim to be the Alpha son's mate. You want to climb up the ladder so quickly huh? No matter what you do, you'll still be useless” One of the fellow maids joked and the others laughed. “Did you see how disgusted he looked? He looked like he'd rather die than he Mated to her. He couldn't even touch her. She's such a freak” Another one said and they laughed in agreement and I couldn't help but scoff. If he was so disgusted, why did he kiss me then? “Do you have something to say, Runt?” One of them asked as she glared and I tried not to roll my eyes. Everyone called me the Runt of the pack before but now, it felt like it was my name. I didn't reply and just merely focused on the clothes I was washing when one of them suddenly threw a towel into the bucket of water near me, resulting in the water splashing all over me. I gasped slightly before turning to glare at them and the Leader, Jasmine, stepped forward and pushed my head with her index finger. “Who do you think you're staring at like that? So you know how easy it would be to beat you up? Huh?!” With every word, I got a jab to the head. Not being able to take it anymore, I grabbed onto her finger and stood up, squaring her up. “Touch me again, I dare you” I muttered and surprised flashed across their faces. I was even surprised because usually I would let them do whatever they wanted because I knew I was weaker but I suddenly felt different today. I felt bolder. The boldness immediately disappeared when a heavy slap landed on my cheek. “Bitch!Who do you think you're threatening?” She screeched in my face and was about to slap me again when an authoritative voice rang out. “What's going on there? Get back to work now!” It was the head maid, Ruth. “This is not over, Runt” Jasmine muttered before they walked away. I let out a shaky breath, instantly feeling my cheek bruising up. I clenched my fist as I sat back down and continued washing the clothes. I hated how weak I was. Why did I have to be born this way? I was thrown into more work as soon as I was done with them and the bullying or name calling didn't stop but this time, I knew it was in my best interest not to react or talk about it. The day of the council meeting came quicker than I would have hoped. With everything that had been happening so far, I didn't think it was a wise idea to go hoping Chase would make things right. I knew better than to trust him but what if he was serious this time? I let out a sigh while massaging my temples as I walked towards my room. As soon as I walked in, I froze from the sight in front of me. Not only were there two gowns on my bed but there was a girl I had never seen before seated on the bed as well. “I've been waiting for you” She said joyfully as she shot up from the bed. She had pink and blue hair and her dressing sense was cool but a little bit crazy. It was unusual. She was beautiful but a lot of things were going on. Who are you and what are you doing here?” I asked and she grinned. “My master sent me here to help you get ready for the council meeting. Come on, we don't have much time” She uttered as she grabbed my hand and pulled me into the room. “Chase sent you?” I questioned and she furrowed her eyebrows. “I don't know who that is but no. My master gave me this gown which was specifically made for you and the other, I have no idea who it's from but I can assure you, nothing compares to the one made by my master” She uttered as she motioned towards the gowns on the bed. There were shoes and jewelry accompanied with it and on top of them were notes. I picked up the note on the first one and immediately knew it was from Chase. [I know you like Red so I got you a Red gown. I'm sure you're going to look beautiful in it and I can't wait to see you] the note read and I frowned. My favourite colour wasn't Red, it was his. I angrily tossed the note aside and picked up the second one. [Toss the other dress out and wear mine, Gremlin] I rolled my eyes at his authoritative tone. “Who is he calling a Gremlin? Bastard” I muttered before crumpling the paper and throwing it aside as well. “I don't know why you’re here but I don't plan on going. Please leave” I told her as I walked towards the door and opened it up for her. “But why? Master already…” “I don't care what your Master wants, I'm not going. So take the gown and leave” I said to her a little harsher than I wanted and immediately regretted it when her face fell. I wanted to apologise because it wasn't her fault that my life was useless but I refrained from doing so. “Okay, if you say so but if you must know I saw the person who delivered the other gown earlier and he was holding up two. He gave one to you and gave one to another” She uttered and my eyes widened. “What?” I asked and she shrugged. “It's a shame You don't want to go to the meeting and show off the beautiful gown my master got you. I'm sure you'll be the talk of the pack after that but oh well. Maybe the girl that got the other gown would be the talk of the pack Then” She uttered as she walked towards the door and i knew she was purposely saying these stuff to make me angry and it sure as hell was working. The other gown had to have been for Sophia. Were they planning to embarrass me again? “Wait!” I told the girl as I grabbed onto her hand before she could leave. She turned around and grinned at me. “Yes?” She asked and I knew I might be making a mistake but I wasn't going to let Chase and Sophia win again. I couldn't keep letting others walk all over me. “I'll go but do me a favour and throw the other gown out. If you can, burn it”...~RAELIYA~I felt it long before anyone spoke the word.It crept into my bones like winter, slow, sharp, unavoidable. The air inside the pack house shifted, thickened, as if the walls themselves were bracing for impact. Wolves moved faster, voices lowered, eyes darting with the kind of tension that only came when danger circled too close for comfort.Rogues.They always returned.I stood near the corridor leading to the council chamber, pretending I wasn’t listening, pretending my heart wasn’t already pounding painfully against my ribs. But the moon mark at my neck pulsed with a dull heat, warning me even before the voices rose inside the chamber.“They’re not scattered this time.”“They’re organized.”“They’re pushing closer to the borders.”My fingers curled into fists.Then the names that mattered most slipped through the cracks of the heavy doors.“Kaelric.”“Chase.”My breath stuttered.No.Not together.The doors opened soon after, elders filing out with grave expressions, warrio
~RAELIYA~I used to think strength was loud.I thought it was raised voices and sharp teeth, fists slammed into walls, dominance displayed so clearly that no one dared question it. That was the kind of strength Kaelric’s world celebrated. The kind Chase wore easily. The kind his mother worshipped.But standing alone in the Pack house courtyard that night, listening to the pack murmur beyond the walls, I realized strength could also be quiet.It could be restraint.It could be choosing not to crumble when the ground beneath you felt thin.I pressed my fingers to the faint crescent at my neck, hidden beneath my collar. The moon mark pulsed softly, warm against my skin. It responded to Kaelric’s presence even now, even when we weren’t touching, even when we were pretending distance didn’t hurt.We had agreed to fake this.To survive.Somewhere along the way, my heart forgot the rules.~The next morning, the pack house was tense.Not the loud kind of tension that came before battle but t
~KAELRIC~I had learned long ago how to endure pain.It was the first lesson grief taught me after my mother died, how to stand upright while something vital rotted inside your chest. How to speak calmly while rage clawed at your throat. How to survive when the people meant to protect you were the ones sharpening the knife.What I hadn’t learned… was how to endure wanting.Wanting Raeliya was a different kind of torment.She stood beside me now in the council hall, posture straight, expression composed, playing her role perfectly. Anyone watching would think we were a united front, calm, strong, unbreakable.They couldn’t see the distance between us.They couldn’t feel the way I’d trained myself not to reach for her, not to draw too deeply from the bond humming beneath my skin. The mark was quiet tonight, dormant only because she was close enough.If she stepped away for too long…I clenched my jaw.The elders droned on about border patrols and rogue movements, but my focus kept slipp
~RAELIYA~I told myself I wouldn’t soften.I told myself that standing beside Kaelric in the garden, letting him draw strength from the bond without touching me, didn’t mean anything had changed. It was practical. Necessary. Temporary.That was the lie I clung to.The truth was quieter and far more dangerous.Every breath he took near me steadied something inside my chest. Every time his shoulders eased, color returning to his skin, I felt relief curl through me so sharp it hurt. I hated how much power I had over him. I hated even more that he trusted me with it while still keeping parts of himself locked away.We stood under the moon for a long time, not speaking, the night thick with things we refused to say.When he finally stepped back, creating distance again, it felt like punishment.“Thank you,” he murmured. Not for saving him. Not for choosing him. Just that.I nodded, afraid my voice would betray me.He left first.I stayed, staring up at the moon, wondering how something mea
~KAELRIC~I did not touch her.That was the cruelest part.Raeliya stood inches away from me, her scent wrapping around my senses like a blade wrapped in silk, soft, lethal, unavoidable. The bond pulsed between us, impatient, aching, demanding what I kept refusing to give.I stepped back.Her eyes widened, not in surprise, but in something worse.Understanding.“I need space,” I said, the words tasting like ash. “Not from you, from this.”From us.Her shoulders stiffened. She nodded once, sharply, as if sealing something shut inside herself.“Fine,” she said. Calm. Too calm. “Then take it.”She turned and walked away.And something in me broke.~That night, my hair turned white faster than it ever had before.Skylar and Dante were over to visit and had instantly noticed it.“You’re pushing the limit,” she said sharply, blocking the doorway to my quarters. “You were barely an hour away from her.”“I’m fine,” I lied.Dante snorted from the corner. “Sorry to say but You’re glowing like
~RAELIYA~The challenge came three days later.Public.Deliberate.Cruel.I should have known better than to think Chase’s mother or anyone aligned with her, would wait patiently while Kaelric continued to gain support. Power was a hungry thing in this pack, and those who craved it never slept.The square was full by midday.Elders stood at the raised platform, warriors lined the perimeter, and whispers rolled through the crowd like restless wind. I stood beside Kaelric, dressed carefully, nothing too bold, nothing too meek. The kind of presence expected of the woman beside a future Alpha.Beside.Not behind.Kaelric was tense. I could feel it through the bond, sharp and coiled. His hand brushed mine once, fleeting, grounding and then he withdrew, jaw set.“Stay close,” he murmured under his breath. Not a request.I nodded.Chase’s mother stepped forward, her presence commanding immediate silence. Her eyes swept the crowd before landing on Kaelric, then sliding to me with thinly veile







