AVA"Now I must take Dove down," I whispered to myself, the words slipping through clenched teeth as I stared at the scene before me. My fists balled so tight my knuckles turned white. I wasn’t saying it for anyone to hear. I just needed to say it. For myself. To remind myself.I need to end her.Not because she was Sebastian’s ex. Not because she had threatened me over and over again.But because this time… this time, she had crossed the line.Staring at the corpse hanging from the tree made my stomach twist violently. I covered my mouth quickly to stop myself from throwing up. But the bile still rose, thick in my throat.Blood.There was so much of it.“SEBASTIAN FREE MY POSITION” was written in big, bold letters. Written in blood.I didn’t need anyone to tell me this was Dove.Only she would be this dramatic…this cruel.I stepped forward slowly, the damp grass wet against my boots. The police had already surrounded the area with yellow tape, their murmurs cold and businesslike. One
SEBESTIAN I noticed the shift in her immediately.It was like a curtain dropped over her features the moment she checked her phone. She tried to play it off…cleared her throat, tucked it away, gave me a little smile like nothing had changed. But it had. I felt it in my chest, like static in the air right before lightning strikes.I didn’t ask.God knows I wanted to. My curiosity clawed at me, pressing questions against my teeth. But something told me it wasn’t the right time. Something in her eyes said, Don’t.So I kept quiet.The rest of the drive was almost too quiet. The kind where silence doesn't feel comfortable anymore. I pretended not to notice how she held her bag tighter or how she looked out the window like she was trying to escape something.When we reached her place, the gates opened automatically. I pulled in and parked. Got out. My heart thudded in my chest as I walked around to open the door for her. Old habits, I guess. She didn't protest this time.We stepped inside,
AVAI settle into the seat, my palms still damp from where he held me, and replay the moment on the mats. I had jumped away at the last second, resisting everything in me that longed to close the space between us and kiss him like my life depends on it.Awkward silence fills the car now, and I clear my throat..for the tenth time, I mentally count. My pulse is still racing, and I glance out the window to calm my thoughts.“Are you hungry?” His voice breaks the silence, so soft and natural..I can’t help but be grateful.I glance back at him. He glances forward at the road, one hand on the wheel. “Yes,” I mutter quietly.He turns onto a tree-lined lane I don’t recognize. My eyebrows lift. “Where are we going?”He smiles faintly. “Somewhere I want you to try something different.”I study his profile. It’s subtle, but there’s anticipation there..like he’s excited for me. I feel a warmth at the thought. “Okay.”A few minutes pass in silence as the car winds through shaded roads. Then it ope
Sebestian I parked the car right at the entrance of my private training ground, killing the engine as the silence of the place settled around us. This space…this whole massive property tucked between tall walls and thick trees…was mine. Every square inch of it. No one had access to it. Not Dove. Not the pack warriors. Not even my Beta.I never let anyone in here.And yet… here I was, bringing Ava.I still didn’t understand why I did it. Maybe I was losing my mind. Or maybe, just maybe… I was tired of the constant, unbearable feeling clawing at my chest every time I thought about something happening to her and I wasn’t there to stop it.If anything went wrong..if anyone got to her..and I didn’t prepare her… I would never forgive myself.I clenched my jaw, pushing that thought away.“Are you going to open the door or are you just going to sit there like a statue?” Ava’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts, laced with that playful irritation she never seemed to run out of.I smirked. “W
AVA POV “AVA, come out,” Sebastian’s voice echoed from downstairs.I blinked twice, pulling my long robe around me tighter. His voice carried that usual authority, laced with something else this morning. Something… different. I couldn’t place it, but it sent a small shiver down my spine.Dragging my feet slightly, I stepped out of the room, descending the grand staircase quietly. My eyes immediately landed on him.Sebastian stood at the bottom of the stairs, dressed in his training robe. His hair was slightly messy, his jawline sharper than usual, and those stupidly broad shoulders stretched under the fabric as if the robe was barely containing him.I stopped for a second, blinking again.Why did he have to look this… good? At this hour?“Why are you staring?” His lips twitched like he wanted to smirk but was fighting it.I cleared my throat and walked down the last few steps, still confused. “What’s going on?”The moment my feet touched the ground floor, he tossed something toward m
Narrator POVThe cold wind howled softly outside, but inside the cave, everything was still. Quiet. Watching.Dove walked in with the grace of a queen, her floating, flowery white gown brushing lightly against the polished marble floor. The walls glittered with gold designs that shimmered under the dim lights hanging from the ceiling. The cave wasn’t just a hideout—it looked like a shrine. A place built for power.She smiled. That same wicked, confident smile that could break even the strongest men. Her heels tapped softly against the floor as she walked, every soul inside the cave falling to their knees.Not a word was spoken. They all bowed. Heads low. Eyes down.She loved it.At the center of the marble floor stood her throne. Tall. Dark. Carved from black stone and wrapped in golden vines. Above it, engraved in sharp letters, one word:“Witch.”Her rightful place.Dove’s smirk deepened as she climbed the steps to the throne. Her long, dark hair flowed behind her like silk, but as