LOGINKira'S POV.
The door burst open. Erica jumped as he strode in, radiating authority and fury in equal measure. Behind him followed Amanda, her lips curved in that faint, cutting smile.
“You can’t be in here,” I started. “This is a sterile—”
“Don’t tell me where I can and can’t be in my territory,” Alec snapped. His eyes locked onto the man on the table. “This is him?”
“Yes,” I said evenly. “Found near our border. Barely alive.”
Amanda’s nose wrinkled. “And you brought him here? To our hospital?”
“I didn’t,” I said tightly. “The patrol did.”
Alec’s gaze snapped to mine, sharp as glass. “Tell me you didn’t treat him, Kira.”
My silence was answer enough.
His temper cracked. “What have you done?”
Amanda stepped forward, her teeth cleanched angrily. “You brought an enemy into our pack? Have you lost your mind?”
“I already told you, I didn’t bring him here,” I said, irritation hardening my voice. “But I wasn’t going to let him die.”
“You should have!” Amanda spat. “He’s Midnight Fang! You should’ve slit his throat the moment you saw that mark!”
My fists clenched. “I’m a doctor, Amanda. Not a murderer.”
Alec’s jaw tightened, veins standing out on his neck. “Do you even realize what you’ve done? You’ve endangered everyone in this pack!”
“I know,” I said quietly. “And I’ll take responsibility.”
“Responsibility?” he repeated, voice cutting. “This—this is exactly why I never saw you fit to be my Luna.”
The words struck like a blade. “Excuse me?”
“Is this how you’d have ruled beside me?” he demanded. “Defying orders, endangering lives, acting on impulse instead of reason?”
“If doing what’s right makes me defiant,” I said evenly, “then yes. I would’ve defied you.”
Amanda’s lips curled. “You call saving an enemy noble? You’re pathetic.”
“I call it human,” I shot back. “And you should watch your tone in my hospital, Amanda. I heal wounds—not cause them. But don’t test how far I’ll let you push me.”
Alec’s growl vibrated through the air. “That’s enough, Kira! She’s your Luna. Show respect.”
“Respect goes both ways, Alpha,” I shot back.
His face twisted. “Don’t play the victim. You brought danger into this pack and still dare to argue with me?”
The room went still. Even the nurses froze mid-motion.
Alec’s voice dropped lower, colder. “You’re lucky I don’t throw you out for this.”
“If that’s what you want, do it,” I said calmly. “But I won’t apologize for doing my job.”
Amanda scoffed. “See, Alec? Too stupid for her own good.”
Alec’s eyes darkened. “The patrol saw the mark. Midnight Fang. The same symbol carved into your parents’ bodies.”
The words hollowed me out. I couldn’t breathe. Flames. Screams. The smell of burning wood and blood.
“How could you?” Alec growled. “Where’s your loyalty?”
I met his eyes. “I beg your pardon?”
Amanda snorted. “You’re no Luna, Kira. Just a doctor who doesn’t know her place.”
“Amanda—” Alec began.
“No, let’s say it,” she pressed. “While the rest of us prepare for the ceremony tonight, she’s here risking lives for some filthy stranger.”
Alec’s jaw flexed. “You should’ve let him die.”
“Well, I didn’t,” I said. “If there’s even a chance he knows why he was near our border—”
“If he wakes,” Alec cut in harshly, “he could finish what his pack started.”
Maya’s voice whispered inside me again. “Breathe, Kira. Don’t meet rage with rage.”
I exhaled slowly. “He’s not our enemy while he’s unconscious.”
Alec’s dominance rolled over me, suffocating. “You don’t decide that. I do.”
“And I don’t tell you how to lead your warriors,” I countered, “but in that room, the call was mine to make. My choice.”
“And you think that choice won’t destroy us?” he roared.
“You’d rather I watched him die?”
“I’d rather you remembered your duty, Dr. Hale!”
“I know what that mark means,” I snapped. “But right now, he’s not a threat.”
Amanda laughed softly. “Not now. But when he wakes? Who’ll he kill first?”
I narrowed my eyes at her. “I wasn’t talking to you.”
“This is my pack now,” she hissed. “As the incoming Luna of this pack, I’ll speak if I please.”
Alec’s fury erupted. “You don’t understand what you’ve done, Kira! You’ve invited a viper under our roof!”
My chest ached, but my voice stayed calm. “Maybe. But I’d rather risk mercy than regret cruelty.”
His eyes blazed. “Your stubbornness will destroy us all.”
“Maybe,” I said softly. “But at least I’ll live with my choices. Can you say the same, Alpha?”
The silence that followed was deafening.
Alec’s jaw clenched. “If anything happens—if this decision costs us—I’ll make sure his blood is on your hands, Kira. Not mine.”
Then he turned and stormed out, boots striking the floor like thunder. Amanda lingered a moment longer, before following him out.
The door shut behind them, leaving only the soft beeping of machines…
and the man who shouldn’t exist—still breathing beneath my hands.
I left the hospital for a while after that, needing to clear my head. I didn’t return until nightfall.
The room was quieter when I stepped back inside. The faint smell of blood lingered, but the chaos of earlier had vanished. My mind hadn’t caught up—not after Alec’s words, Amanda’s, or the way they'd looked at me, as if I’d betrayed the pack simply by doing my job.
“You should’ve let him die.”
I shoved the thought aside.
Erica waited near the bedside when I entered. Her eyes flicked to mine, hesitant, wary. She didn’t ask where I’d been or if I was okay. I appreciated that.
“Vitals are stable,” she whispered, lowering her voice as if the stranger might hear. “But… Kira, it’s late.”
She wrung her hands, guilt written across her face. “I need to take my leave soon. The Alpha’s ordered everyone to attend the mating ceremony.” Her eyes darted toward me. “I feel awful… but—”
“It’s fine, Erica,” I said, forcing a small smile. “Go.”
She bit her lip, hesitant. “Are you sure?”
I nodded. “You’ve done more than enough. Go. I’ll handle things from here.”
“Not coming with me?” she asked.
“No. If anyone asks, tell them I’m tending to a patient—which is the truth.”
A nervous laugh escaped her. “You’re impossible sometimes.”
“I’ve been told,” I murmured.
Reluctantly, she gathered her things. Before leaving, she paused in the doorway. “You know… it’s strange. He doesn’t look lik
e one of them.”
“Looks can lie,” I said quietly.
When the door clicked shut, silence returned. The beeping of the monitors became the only sound.
KIRA'S POV The moment I unlocked my front door and stepped inside, a long, tired breath escaped my lungs, slipping out of me like I had been holding it tightly all day without realizing it. I closed the door behind me gently, letting the soft click echo through the silent house as I leaned back against it for a moment, letting my head fall backward with a dull thud. My neck felt stiff, heavy, like I had been clenching every muscle without pause since morning. I lifted my hand, rubbing slowly from the base of my skull down to my shoulder, rotating it in small circles, trying to massage away the tension.“Goddess… what a day,” I muttered under my breath, feeling a faint sting of exhaustion behind my eyes.Today had felt unusually long. From the moment I woke up trembling from that dream about the blood moon, to the suffocating panic that clawed at my chest when I replayed it in my mind, to the loud, dramatic confrontation Amanda forced on me in the office… every hour had felt like
KIRA'S POV I jolted awake.My whole body lurched forward like someone had yanked me out of a drowning sea. My breath tore out of my chest in sharp, broken gasps, and my fingers clawed into the edge of my desk before I even understood where I was.I was in my office.Not the stone room. Not the lantern-lit hallway. Not under the pulsing Blood Moon.I was in my office.But the terror didn’t fade. If anything, it grew sharper.My heart thumped painfully against my ribs, hard and frantic, like it wanted to break free. Sweat clung to my forehead, dripping along the side of my face as I struggled to suck in a shaky breath.The dream flashed behind my eyes again.That sky. That moon… glowing like a bleeding wound in the heavens.I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to calm my racing mind.A Blood Moon… Why would I see that? Why now?Another breath trembled out of me."No… no, no, this doesn’t make sense," I whispered to myself, pressing a palm to my chest in a weak effort to steady my heartbeat
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KIRA'S POVI sat alone in my office long after Erica left, the silence pressing against my ears in that heavy way that made everything inside my head feel louder than it should be. The room felt too still, too quiet, almost as if the air itself was waiting for me to do something, but I did not even know what that something was supposed to be. I leaned back in my chair and let out a long, shaky sigh, the kind that deflated my whole chest, as if I were trying to release all the confusion, fear, and exhaustion that had been piling up layer by layer since this morning.My mind drifted back to the place I had shoved the bead I found on my window as if hiding it could make the uneasiness it brought disappear. It had not disappeared. If anything, the silence of my office made it feel louder — that tiny bead, lying still and innocent, yet somehow screaming at me that something was wrong.Lydia’s bead.I rubbed my forehead slowly. Why would Lydia’s bead be on my window? Why would something
ANTON'S POV I lay in the hospital bed, staring up at the ceiling tiles like they might have the answers I didn’t. Too much silence surrounded me. Too many questions. And I felt helpless.I needed to remember that dream. I wasn’t just curious—I knew there was something inside it. Something I was supposed to know. Something I had already forgotten once.I shut my eyes and pushed my mind back into the fog.Come on. There has to be something. Anything.A shiver crawled down my spine—the memory of darkness crowding in around me, the sensation of falling, the echo of a cold voice speaking from the shadows. But the moment I tried to reach deeper—Pain exploded behind my eyes.I sucked in a sharp breath, hands grabbing the sheets.Then warm liquid slid beneath my nose, trickling down my face.No. Not again.When I opened my eyes, thick red drops fell onto the white bedsheet. Each one splashed like a reminder that something inside me was broken—and someone, or something, wanted to keep it tha
KIRA'S POVI sat behind my desk, papers spread in front of me, charts, patient reports, and daily schedules stacked in uneven piles. My pen hovered over a document, but my eyes were somewhere else entirely. My mind refused to cooperate. It kept wandering back to the events of the day—the shadow in the bathroom, Lydia’s terrified face, Anton’s haunted eyes, and the inexplicable bead on Lydia’s bracelet. My chest felt tight, my fingers tapping absent-mindedly against the edge of the desk.“Focus, Kira,” I whispered to myself, trying to summon the discipline that had served me so well. I glanced at the first page, but the words swam on the paper. Numbers, charts, schedules—none of it mattered right now. None of it could matter. My thoughts were elsewhere.The office door opened quietly, and I barely registered it at first.“Kira?”I looked up, blinking, and saw Erica standing there, holding a folder. Her brow was slightly furrowed, and there was a small smile tugging at her lips. “I br







