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Penulis: Ellie Rosewood
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-03-28 21:51:10

NAIA

I forgot.

I forgot what I was going to say.

They told me not to worry about their relationship, said they’d fix it for my sake. That I didn’t need to be caught in the middle of their unresolved grudges.

But the silence between us feels thick. Unmovable.

We sit in the green fields, gazing at the castle in the distance. The air is warm, the scent of earth and grass fresh after the morning dew. I sit in the middle—Kaius on my right, Silas on my left. Behind us, the thick, endless stretch of the forest looms. Birds flutter somewhere in the canopy, unseen but heard.

Yet none of us speak. I don’t even know what to talk about.

Then a crazy thought hits me. Something stupid. Something reckless.

"Can you shift?" I turn to Kaius, my lips quirking into a playful smirk.

He frowns slightly. "Why?"

"I met Silas while he was in his Lycan form." My eyes flicker to Silas for a moment before shifting back to Kaius. "Are you also a Lycan?"

He scoffs, like the question itself is ridiculous. "Of cour
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  • The Lycan King's Little Mate   38

    SILAS"You guys are a pain in the ass, you know that," Astra grumbles, arms crossed as she kicks at the damp dirt beneath her boots. Her tone is sharp, coated with irritation, but underneath it, I can tell she’s just tired. We all are.She’s right, though. We slept in the middle of the damn woods last night—if you can even call what we did sleeping. I watched most of the night, too wired to rest, too afraid something would come out of the dark and take her away from me again.I don't respond to Astra with words, just a small nod. My hand brushes over Naia's cheek, slow and gentle, like the world might shatter if I touched her too hard. Her skin is soft and warm against my fingers—too warm. She's been running a slight fever since last night. Probably from the trauma. Or the cold. Or the stress. Or all of it. She’s been through too much, and yet she still looks peaceful in her sleep.Like an angel dropped into hell.“She won’t have peace for long, will she?” I murmur, more to myself tha

  • The Lycan King's Little Mate   37

    NAIANAIA"I also want a hug, baby," Silas whines, dragging out the last word like a sleepy child begging for one more story.I let out a soft chuckle and stretch my hand out to him. He practically melts into my side, like a damn cat curling up in a sunbeam.But the smile fades just as quick."Umm, guys... I'm pretty worried about the pack members who were assassinated?" My voice comes out thinner than I expected, full of sympathy, sadness, and something else that feels a little like guilt. Maybe it's survivor's guilt. Maybe it's just that I'm the Alpha who couldn't shift when they needed me most.Silas shifts a little, wrapping an arm around my waist. His voice is calm but layered with quiet rage. "Yeah... that. We can’t undo what's already been done. They’re gone. And I will find the one who caused this and make them regret it."He buries his face in my neck, his breath warm against my skin, and murmurs, "But right now, I just want a few minutes of this peace. Just... this. You and

  • The Lycan King's Little Mate   36

    NAIAWhat?I finally look at him, eyes wide, throat tight. “Silas, what the hell are you talking about?”He’s not looking at me. His eyes are fixed on the forest floor, jaw clenched like the truth hurts to say out loud. Maybe it does.“I always had what he didn’t,” he says softly. “Not because I wanted to steal it… but because it came to me anyway. People trusted me more. Followed me easier. And when you came back, when you chose me after everything—he snapped.”My breath catches.“I didn’t choose anyone,” I whisper. “I didn’t even know I had to.”“You didn’t.” He finally meets my eyes. “But that’s the thing, Nai. Kaius has always been the one with the world in his hands, but you were the one thing he never knew how to hold.”I flinch. That truth… it hurts more than the cold.“He looked at me and saw everything he wasn’t for you. And then you…” He exhales, shaking his head. “You looked at me like I was someone worth loving. He couldn’t handle that.”“I don’t—” My voice cracks. “I didn

  • The Lycan King's Little Mate   35

    NAIAThe moment I’m out of the room, I bolt.Down the hall. Around a corner. Through a door I don’t even register. I don’t care where I’m going—I just need out. Away from them. Away from everything. My lungs can’t breathe in the same air as Kaius right now.My footsteps echo in the silence, loud and messy. There’s a storm in my chest, a scream clawing up my throat that I won’t let out—not here. Not where anyone can see me.I push through the back doors of the packhouse, into the cold night air. It hits my face like ice, biting and sharp, but it doesn’t calm me.Nothing does.I keep walking. Past the training grounds. Past the trees. Into the woods.The moon lights my path, full and cruel, and all it does is remind me of what I’ve lost—of what I never got to become.An Alpha. A protector. A daughter worthy of her family’s name.But no. I’m just… broken.A broken girl trying to hold herself together with shaking hands and a mouth full of silence.I collapse near a tree.Not gracefully—m

  • The Lycan King's Little Mate   34

    NAIAMy life is shit.Like, actual, flaming, otherworldly-level shit.I’m pissed. Then relieved. Then pissed again. And then it hits me like a damn tidal wave—how sad I am.I’m all over the place. Like my soul is yanked in ten different directions and none of them lead to peace.I don’t even know what to say to Silas or Kaius. What can I say? Oh, hey, thanks for almost dying, and hey, thanks for being the reason he almost died?I was told—actually informed like a punch to the face—that Kaius tried to kill his own twin. His. Own. Twin.Like… how messed up do you have to be?And Astra—don’t even get me started—she apparently swooped in like some dark angel because she’s half-witch, half-Lycan, and full-time chaos.My life is one giant, spiraling mess of secrets, betrayals, and near-death experiences. And I'm the one left standing in the fallout, wondering if any of it is even real.But even with all that swirling in my chest, burning like wildfire, one emotion s

  • The Lycan King's Little Mate   33

    SILASPain drags me back to consciousness like barbed wire tearing through my skin.My head is pounding. My body feels like it’s been hit by a truck, set on fire, then tossed into a frozen lake for fun. Everything aches—but there’s this heavier pain in my chest. Not from any physical wound. Nah, this one’s internal.Emotional.Like something important just cracked open and bled all over me.I blink against the hospital lights. Ugly green fluorescents buzz above me, and for a second I wonder if I’ve woken up in hell. If I have, it’s not the fiery kind—it’s sterile, freezing, and smells like bleach and regret.“About time, Sleeping Beauty,” a voice says dryly.I turn my head slightly—every movement feels like punishment—and spot Astra sitting in the corner, arms crossed, legs propped up like she owns the place. Her face is pale, her lips tight. But her eyes… I know that look. That flicker of worry she’s trying to hide under layers of sarcasm.She’s guilty.Good. She should be.We’ve kno

  • The Lycan King's Little Mate   32

    KAIUSI can't find Naia!I searched the whole fucking ground for her, but fucking nothing."Duncan, how are things on your side?" I ask through the mind link."Nothing, Boss. No sight of her. I triple-checked the underground safe bunk. Also, my men are searching the other parts of the kingdom. Other packs, but nothing." He sighs, "What if she was burnt by the fire too?"The thought hits me like a punch to the gut. I try to ignore it, but it's there, gnawing at the edge of my mind. I can’t afford to lose her. Not like this."Don't say that." My voice cracks despite my attempt to remain calm. "She's alive, Duncan. She has to be. Keep searching."I close my eyes, trying to block out the overwhelming panic that threatens to take over. I need to stay focused, but my thoughts keep spiraling. Naia could be anywhere—could be in danger. I think back to when I saw her last, before everything turned to chaos. The soft warmth of her hand in mine, the way her eyes lit up when we spoke...I can’t l

  • The Lycan King's Little Mate   31

    NAIAFor some reason, as the daughter of an Alpha, I was taught from a young age what to do if I were ever kidnapped. It wasn’t a lesson wrapped in fairy tales or gentle warnings. It was brutal. Cold. Necessary. My father made sure of that. And David—my teacher, my mentor—he drilled it into me like it was survival itself. Because it was.So, I did everything he taught me.I counted the hours.I tracked every turn the van took.I memorized every word the women in the front whispered to each other, even the ones they thought were too quiet for me to hear.I traced patterns through the smudged glass of the van's window, marking trees, buildings, even the way sunlight hit the roads. Anything. Anything that could help.And I tried talking to Kyra. Goddess, I tried.But she’s still... off. Distant. Unreachable. Irresponsible.She won't respond. Not even a whisper in my mind. I wanted—no, needed—her to mindlink someone. Kai, Silas, anyone. I didn’t care who. I just needed her to do something

  • The Lycan King's Little Mate   30

    NAIAI sat curled against the cold, damp stone wall, holding two small pups tightly to my chest. Their tiny hands clung to my shirt like I was the only anchor they had left in a world unraveling around them. Their little bodies trembled, and I didn’t know if it was from fear or the cold. Maybe both. I wrapped my arms around them tighter.I wonder if their parents are here… or if they’re outside. My stomach churned at the thought. If they’re outside, they’re probably already—“Don’t think negatively, Naia,” Kyra, my wolf, warned gently in my head, her voice soft but firm, like a mother scolding a child without anger.“Sorry,” I whispered back. My throat burned.My heart pounded so loudly it echoed in my ears, but I forced myself to stay calm—for them. I needed to be strong, even if I was falling apart inside. I kept telling myself that Silas would come back. That Kaius would keep his promise. That we were underground, and the worst was above us. That here, we were safe.“Luna?”I looke

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