Zade's Pov Caspian’s house stank of him. Every corner, every wall and every damn piece of furniture. It reeked of his pride, his authority, his perfect little world he thought would last forever. I had toured the place earlier, but now, with the silence thick and the house echoing, I stepped into the one room that made my blood boil the most. His bedroom. The moment I entered, I could feel it. The presence of her. Nyx. Her scent lingered faintly in the air, soft, delicate, infuriating. My eyes flicked to the bed and my jaw tightened. The sheets were neat, but I could still imagine it. Her lying there. Him holding her. Their bodies pressed close. His lips whispered against her skin. This was where he had her. This was where he touched her. Where she belonged to him. The thought twisted my gut like fire. My gaze roamed the room, her things were here. Her clothes folded in the corner, her books stacked neatly on the nightstand, her little traces of existence scattered all over. S
Nyx's Pov It had been a week. Seven long days since Caspian told me he was coming for me. Seven days since his voice had whispered through the phone that he loved me, that he was on his way.A week of waiting....a week of silence.I had tried to keep myself busy. I tried to drown the ache in my chest by staying in the library, stacking books high around me as though words could fill the emptiness. I read about the history of packs, about wolf law, about herbs and remedies. I read until my eyes burned and my head throbbed, but no matter how many pages I turned, I couldn’t stop the fear creeping into me.Something wasn’t right, I knew it. I had tried calling him again and again, my hands trembling every time I pressed his number. But his phone went straight to voicemail. Every single time.The thought of leaving Peaches Valley crossed my mind more than once. I could have gone back home. I could have sat there waiting. But I didn’t.Because Caspian was my home now. And if he came for m
Zade's Pov I stormed out of the basement, my fists still clenched, my jaw tight. Caspian’s words kept ringing in my head, each one cutting deeper than I wanted to admit.“You already lost.”The bastard.Draven walked beside me, calm as ever, but I could see the way his eyes flicked toward me. He knew I was furious. He always knew.We marched through the hall, the stone walls echoing with the sound of our boots. I wanted to hit something. Break something. Crush someone until their bones snapped under my hands.Lucky for me, we had someone to use.We reached the room where Kyle was being held. My men were already inside, their laughter filling the air, mixed with the sound of flesh being torn, the smell of blood thick and sharp.I stepped in, and the sight hit me like a drug.Kyle was tied to a chair, his head hanging low, his shirt long gone, his chest covered in blood and bruises. His lips were swollen, one eye nearly shut, and his breathing came in shallow gasps.My men were taking
Caspian's Pov Three days. That was how long it had been since Zade and Kiera had walked into my home like they owned it. Three days since I had told Nyx I was coming for her. Three days since my world had flipped into a nightmare.Three days of endless torture.My beast howled inside me, clawing, thrashing, begging me to let him out. But he couldn’t come. He couldn’t fight. Not with wolfsbane and nightshade flooding my system. The poison was in my blood, in my lungs, in every breath I took.My skin burned. My chest ached. My veins felt like fire. And still, all I could think of was her.Nyx. My love. How was she? Was she safe? Was she still waiting for me? My chest twisted at the thought that she might think I had abandoned her. That she might believe I had lied that I loved her and I was on my way. I wanted to scream. I wanted to break these chains. I wanted to claw through the walls and run to her.But I couldn’t move.I had been slipping in and out of consciousness for three day
Zade's Pov The woods were silent except for the crackle of fire a distance away. Shadows moved between the trees, my men sharpening blades, checking chains, waiting for my signal.Kiera stood a few steps ahead, her back straight, her long hair catching the dim light of the moon. Draven was at her side, calm as ever, but his eyes glowed faintly, the same way they always did when he was about to spill blood.I leaned against a tree, my arms folded. My heart beat steady, full of excitement. Tonight was the night.Then a faint sound broke the silence.Kiera’s phone buzzed.She pulled it from her pocket, looked at the screen, and smiled.“Answer it,” I said, my voice low.She already was. “Yes,” she said softly into the phone. She listened for a few seconds, then her smile stretched wider. “Good. Very good. I knew I was right to trust you.”Her tone was dripping with satisfaction.Then she ended the call, sliding the phone back into her cloak. She turned toward me, her eyes sharp, burning
Caspian's Pov I stood in my room, pulling on my jacket, folding the last strap of my boots. Tonight was the night. My heart beat strong, steady, full of fire. I was going to Peaches Valley. I was going to bring Nyx home.Kyle had already made sure the men were prepared. I had given him every order, quietly and carefully, because no one else needed to know. I wanted to keep her safe, keep her return close to my chest. The fewer people knew, the better.I turned toward the table where my sword rested. My fingers brushed over the blade, polished, ready. I couldn’t help the small smile tugging at my lips. Soon, Nyx. Soon.Then, a knock came at the door.I frowned, straightening. It was late. No one came to my room at this hour.“Who is it?” I called.“It’s me, Alpha,” came a soft female voice.I blinked. I recognized it. The maid. The girl I had rescued months ago in the forest, the one who had almost been…I opened the door, and there she was. She bowed quickly, holding a tray. On it sa