7: what the darkness reveals

My wrists are pinned above my head, the mattress arching beneath me.

Warm lips crash against mine—hungry, claiming.

I see nothing, only darkness; the world is pitch-black, yet every scorching touch brands my skin.

His mouth trails from my lips to the curve of my throat, lower, leaving sparks that make me gasp.

A gentle pressure parts my thighs. He slides closer—slow, steady—filling every lonely ache inside me.

just as his cock fully enters me.Light erupts—like someone flung open the sun.

I don't know with whom I'm having sex with so I jerk my head up, desperate to glimpse his face—

—and snap awake, heart thundering.

Total blackness.

No lantern glow, no dawn bleed through a window—nothing.

I blink hard. Still dark.

A scream rips from my chest. “I can’t see!”

Panic coils tight, squeezing every breath.

Hands clasp mine—strong, steady, achingly warm.

“What’s wrong, Wolfie?” Alpha Kyo’s voice wraps around me, low and calm. “Easy—breathe.”

“I’m not seeing—everything’s dark!” I clutch him tighter, shaking so hard my teeth rattle.

“Close your eyes,” he murmurs, tapping my temple. “Count to three. Then open slowly.”

I obey—one… two… three—open.

Ink-black void.

“I still can’t see you,” I whisper, tears burning hot tracks down my cheeks.

Kyo’s thumb brushes the wetness away. “It’s all right. I’ll get the healer.” His tone stays gentle, but tension thrums beneath every syllable. A sharp command leaves his lips; footsteps pound down the corridor.

Alone in the silence, terror slithers through me.

Last memory—shoving spoonful after spoonful of the food into my mouth, proving I’d never poisoned it… Glory’s triumphant smile glittering like a cobra’s hood. The witch in my previous dream.

Now this dream—vision returned only when my mate have sex with me in that impossible sunburst.

Alpha Kael though I didn't see him.

He hated me. How could I ever break the spell if the cure demanded a bond he’d already shredded?

A sob claws out of my throat.

Kyo squeezes my fingers. “Wolfie, I’m here. Don’t drown in fear yet.”

The healer bustles in, tools clinking like anxious wind chimes. “Alpha, forgive me.”

Cool fingers pry my eyelids, beams of light stab where sight should bloom. I feel every test—see none of it.

Minutes stretch. Finally, the healer clears his throat.

“Physically, her eyes are perfect—pupils responsive, optic nerves intact. Something unseen, likely residual magic, blocks the signal.”

“So she is blind,” Kyo growls, a dangerous rumble.

“Temporarily, I hope,” the healer answers. “I’ll brew cleansing tonics, charms against hexfire.”

When the door shuts, silence falls thick and suffocating.

Kyo exhales, a frustrated hiss. “You swear you can’t see anything? Not even shadows?”

“Nothing.” My voice quavers. “Why—do you think I’m lying?”

“No,” he says quickly, then softer. “I’m trying to map the danger.”

His thumb rubs circles on my knuckles, grounding, reluctant to let go.

“I… I only ate the food,” I whisper, shaking. “That’s all.”

“Who gave it to you?”

“I don’t know. I—I found the tray of food in the room.”

If I’d listened to my father—rejected every Alpha, hidden away—none of this would’ve happened.

“Don’t blame yourself,” Kyo orders, as if he can read the shame dripping from my thoughts. “We’ll trace the poisoner.”

My chest tightens—because I believe him. Alpha Kyo, the feared Wolf-King, keeps his promises.

But belief can’t pierce the darkness shrouding me.

He shifts on the bed, pulling me gently against his chest. Heartbeats thud in my ear, steady and sure.

“Listen,” he says. “Even if your world is dark, mine isn’t. I’ll be your eyes until we fix this. Understood?”

I nod against him, tears wetting his shirt.

Yet doubts whisper: What if there is no fix? What if the cure is what I saw in my dream?

What if Kael rejects me without mating with me? Would that mean I will remain blind forever?

Then he asked me about my mother, and I told him she is not alive.

I didn’t even know it was already 8 p.m.—that’s when he told me I had been unconscious for hours.

“Give me some minutes,” he said before going out.

A few minutes later…

The door opened. I thought it was Alpha Kyo—until I heard Kael’s voice.

“So I just heard from the doctor that you can’t see. What a lowless girl… blind now.”

“I, Kael Blackmoon, Alpha of the Blackmoon Pack, reject you, Nyx James, as my mate and Luna of this pack.

May the Moon Goddess sever this mistaken bond between us,” he said.

I groaned, clutching my chest, a knife-stabbing pain slicing excruciatingly slow, like someone using a blunt knife to cut open my heart.

The mate rejection… it’s here. I couldn’t deny it any longer. I was rejected. He rejected me—for her?

I opened my mouth to accept the rejection…

Then my dream hit me. He’s the solution that will make me regain my sight.

How can I make that happen? I don’t want to be blind forever. Even if he doesn’t want me, I have to trick him into having sex with me before he does what he wants.

I tried standing up, crying. “Please, Alpha Kael, don’t do this to me. As your fated mate from the Moon Goddess, please…”

I stood, and the first person I held turned out to be Glory.

She snapped, “Get your hands off me, you bitch.”

I held her hand tighter. “Please, Glory, beg him. Let him accept me. I promise I won’t care if you’ll be with him. Please.”

Glory pushed me, and I fell.

Then I heard a slap sound and Kyo shouting, “How dare you push her!”

That’s when I realized Alpha Kyo slapped Glory.

“All of you, get out of here. I will come back to you as soon as I finish my findings.”

Kyo helped me up, then carried me out and took me to another room.

It seemed to be his room.

He sat me down on the bed and started feeding me food.

I accepted it without saying anything, as I was really hungry.

He didn’t even ask me what happened that made me cry.

“Stand up and go bathe. I will be the one to bathe you since you can’t see,” he said.

“No, I can bathe.”

“I insist—and I must,” he said, and without waiting for my response, he carried me.

He lifted me easily, cradling me against his chest, and carried me to the bathing room.

He lowered me into the large, empty tub. My clothes were soaked and heavy.

He began to remove them.

“Alpha, I will do it myself… or bathe me without removing the clothes.”

But he didn’t listen. He removed the clothes completely, leaving only my bra and panties.

I thought he would stop there—but he didn’t.

He removed everything.

I heard him let out a sharp gasp.

He didn’t hesitate, though. He quickly filled the tub with warm water, and then, with surprising care, he began to wash me.

His hands were firm but gentle as he cleansed the grime from my skin, his movements thorough and unhurried.

The heat of the water was a comfort, and his silence was a strange reassurance in the quiet room.

After the bath, he took me back to the room and dressed me.

I talked and talked until I gave up—because he didn’t respond at all.

I was still experiencing the pain of Alpha Kael’s rejection.

And now Alpha Kyo—the one I hoped would help me beg Kael—was ignoring me.

I waited for some minutes, but he still didn’t say anything.

I couldn’t even hear any sound to show he was still in the room.

So I lay down and covered myself with the blanket.

That’s when I heard him climbing onto the bed, and he pulled my back closer to him.

“So, why are you crying?” he asked.

“Alpha Kael rejected me as his mate,” I said in a crying voice.

Then I felt his hand under my clothes.

Before I could react, his hand cupped my breast, holding it tightly.

I tried everything to remove his hand from my breast—and his hold—but I couldn’t.

Then I felt his cock hardening against my back.

He started playing with my nipples, his nose against my neck.

Then, with both hands, he continued fondling my breasts.

“Ahhh… Alpha Kyo, stop it.”

But he didn’t. Instead, he started licking my neck.

I don’t know how, but I found myself shouting,

“Leave me alone! I know you guys don’t care about anything else. You want to cheat on your wife—that’s a bad habit!”

Then he pushed me away and said angrily,

“How dare you talk to me in that manner?”