LOGIN~RAELIYA~
I thought Chase was joking but I was wrong. He was serious about pursuing Sophia. Sophia had been one of my bullies, The vilest of them all. She and Chase had been dating before she left for college and I thought I'd never see her again. I didn't think she was ever going to be a problem but as I stood by the window, watching her throw her arms around Chase's back and slobbering his face with kisses the next morning, I knew my chances of getting Chase to love me was Slim to none. “Are you slacking off, Raeliya?!” The head maid Boomed, snapping me out of my thoughts and I immediately hurried back to work. Luckily for Me, Sophia or any of her goons hadn't requested my presence which I was grateful for. I couldn't stand the sight of Chase with her. It didn't help that Chase would come to me every night and all he could talk about was her. “What do you think I should get for her? Flowers? Jewelry? Car? She has always loved expensive things” He commented and I frowned. I doubt he even knew what I liked and I was his mate. “If it were you, what would you want?” He Asked and that question hurt more than it should have. It should be me. “It isn't me so I don't know” I muttered, letting my anger seep into my tone. “Raeliya…” “I need to rest. Can you please leave me alone? I have a long day ahead of me tomorrow” I murmured then climbed into my bed without waiting for what he had to say. I covered my head with my blanket as I silently cried. I didn't know if he heard me but if he did, he didn't acknowledge it. I held him move closer then he pulled my blanket just a little off my face then placed a kiss on my forehead. “I'll see you tomorrow” He murmured then he was gone. I cried myself to sleep that night and the next few days, Chase hardly came to visit. He spent most of his time with Sophia and I spent most of my time avoiding her. My life was already tough enough, I didn't need her adding to it. I would steal glances at him from time to time and for once, I was grateful that I had a lot of work on my hands. I didn't have any chance to think about him and Sophia. A few days passed and it was Chase's birthday. He hadn't come to me for a whole week and I was starting to believe that maybe my tears had thrown him off or had given him the ick. Either way, I had made up my mind that I needed to talk to him but how? There was no way I could just go to him and demand to speak with him. I would probably just get picked on. I sighed as I continued to wash the bedsheets. I didn't care though, I needed to find a way to talk to him. I needed to at least wish him a happy birthday and give him the bracelet I had made for him. I smiled slightly to myself as I stood up with the bedsheet in hand and turned around to hang it when I froze. Standing behind me was Sophia. She was dressed in a short black gown that accentuated her curves. Her blonde Hair Flowed down her back and her green eyes were the brightest I had ever seen. She was utterly beautiful. Compared to her, I was a spec of dust. I pursed my lips as I bowed my head at her. “Good day, miss Sophia” I greeted and she giggled. “I see you've finally learnt manners but there's no need to be formal. We are friends, aren't we?” She questioned as she slowly walked towards me. Our relationship was far from that of friendship. “Do you need something?” I asked as politely as I could, not wanting any trouble. “No, I'm just here to give you a piece of advice. I heard you're mates with Chase” She stated and I gasped as I raised my head and stared at her in shock. “Oh don't look so shocked, nothing gets past me” She murmured and I frowned. “What do you want from me?” I asked gently and she chuckled. “From you? There's nothing you can give me. I'm here to help you get Chase. I know you've always had feelings for him and I'm kind of bored of him so what better way to get rid of him than to help you get him?” She questioned and I narrowed my eyes suspiciously at her. She rolled her eyes as soon as she saw the look she was giving her. “It's your choice if you want to believe me or not but I'll tell you one thing, you may be a maid but that doesn't mean you have to dress like one. I'll have one of my dresses and shoes delivered to you. Wear that for his birthday dinner tonight” She uttered and I frowned. “I wasn't invited” I told her and she stared at me for a while then her face softened. “How could he not invite his own mate? I know for a fact that he has feelings for you, Raeliya” She uttered and my eyes widened. “What?” I asked and she nodded. “He told me himself yesterday but he’s just scared about what might happen to you. Him announcing you as his mate isn't going to automatically make your life better. As a matter of fact, it might make it worse. Becoming the potential Luna of the pack without a wolf is going to cause a lot of riot and rebellion. You need to let him know that you're ready for anything as long as you're with him” She told me and I pursed my lips as her words slowly began to make sense. Was that why he kept avoiding the mate bond? Because he was worried about me? That thought made my heart soar with happiness. “How do I let him know?” I asked and she smiled. “Wear the gown I'm giving you and attend the party. When he's giving his speech, you can walk up to him and hug him in front of everyone as a way of staking your claim on him and letting everyone know who you are to him. He'll be unable to resist you and might just end up telling everyone you're mates” She uttered and I frowned. “I don't think…” “Thinking has gotten you nowhere with Chase. If you keep thinking, you're going to lose him. Take my advice and come to the party tonight” She uttered and walked away after that. I stood there for a while, reflecting On everything she had said. If her words were true then I had a chance at being with Chase and I wasn't going to waste it. Let's get ready for the party then…~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







