LOGINKaimaThe sound echoed through me, and I just stood there, frozen, my hand still raised from reaching for him. There was a pain in my chest I'd never felt before, sharp and crushing, like something vital had just been ripped out.I didn’t realize I was crying until a tear hit the floor at my feet.“Nicholai…” I whispered, my voice barely there, my vision already blurring as more tears came.It wasn’t even up to a minute before he opened the door again.“Nicholai,” I breathed, my voice crackling, pleading.He stood there, just looking at me, and I could see the war happening inside him written all over his face. His shoulders were tense, rigid. His fists were clenched so tight at his sides his knuckles had gone white, like he was fighting himself.His eyes, that always held warmth for me, were now cold—filled with anger and jealousy and a hurt so deep it made my chest ache just looking at him.“Please, Nick,” I said in between sobs, my chest heaving. “Just let me explain. I'm begging y
KaimaI was finally feeling like myself again and Nyx was healed too, she stirred contentedly in my mind, her presence warm and whole after days of terrifying silence. I hated being an omega. If I was myself, had my full powers, my healing would never have taken this long. But the healer said I should just take it easy for a couple of days, so here I was.I kept checking my phone, the screen lighting up every few minutes as I refreshed it obsessively. What the actual hell is going on? Nicholai hasn’t come to see me or even called in three days. Three whole days of nothing, and I was starting to get so worried my hands shook every time I picked up my phone.He used to visit every day, sitting next to me for hours, holding my hands like I was something precious he was afraid to lose. Goddamn, I missed him so much it makes my heart ache. That was when the thought actually hit me and my stomach twisted painfully. I still had to report myself to him because of the kiss between Nathan and
NathanI don’t know how long I’d been standing outside her room like some lovesick fool. I should have just allowed the maid to bring in her food like a normal, rational Alpha would. Instead, here I was, clutching a tea cup so hard the porcelain groaned in protest. I stared down at the amber liquid. It was already becoming cold, steam no longer rising from the surface.I sighed, the sound heavy and frustrated. The sound of her voice when she said Nicholai’s name wouldn’t just leave my head, playing on an endless loop that was slowly driving me insane. Nicholai. Like he was something precious. Something cherished. I told myself I wouldn't let it bother me, that I was bigger than petty jealousy.But it did. Goddess, it bothered me so badly my chest ached with it.Kaima was much better. I was supposed to stay away now that the danger had passed, give her space to recover. But I didn't want to. Couldn't. As much as I searched for something external to blame for this constant, gnawing ne
KaimaMorning came quickly, sunlight coming in through the windows, painting long lines across the room. I blinked against it, my body still ached from bruises that hadn’t completely healed yet.Nathan was still here.He hadn’t left where he sat when I woke up yesterday. I saw him in that exact spot, his elbows resting on his knees, head bowed, fingers clasped together like he was trying to hold himself together. Now, hours later, he was still in that exact same spot—except he was watching me.“You should rest,” I said softly, my voice low and scratchy.His blue eyes locked on mine, deep and sharp—those eyes that felt like they could see through me. “You should be telling yourself that,” he muttered, his voice rough with exhaustion.“I’ve been resting for days,” I managed a warm smile despite the tightness in my chest.He looked at me, and I saw the worry he was trying to mask. “You were unconscious, Kaima, that isn’t considered rest.” he said with a clenched jaw. Then he pushed a tra
ElizabethI hadn't seen him for almost an entire day. I kept hoping he wasn't with her, but when I got to the infirmary there he was seated beside her—my hope shattered.He hadn't moved in hours, his elbow rested on his knees, his head bowed, his hands occasionally brushing against hers like he couldn't stop himself. The healer had left and the room smelled of different herbs.Seeing him like that made my blood boil.How long was he going to be there pretending like she was going to die if he didn't stay by her side?I crossed my arms and leaned across the doorway, forcing a bitter smile. “You do realize she's healing, right? It's not like she's dying or something.”He didn't even spare me a glance.My lips pressed into a thin line. My fists tightened by my sides.“Her wounds are really not that deep,” my voice came again, sharp enough to slice through metal. “Nathan, the healer said she'd be fine, so I see no need for you to—”“Leave,” he snapped.His tone cut through my unfinished s
Nicholai“I think I’m actually losing it,” I muttered under my breath, rubbing my temples.The room was dimly lit by the dying glow of the fireplace. I sat across from Callan, one of the very few people who could still look me straight in the eyes when I wasn’t myself. He didn’t flinch when I said things like that; he just sighed like he understood what I was going through. His hand rose as he poured another cup of tea.“You’ve been saying that for weeks,” Callan said. “So what exactly are you losing? Your mind or... your patience?” He offered me a cup. “Because I know it’s her that’s on your mind—our special lady.” He smirked.I huffed out a laugh, but it didn’t reach my chest. “Both, probably. The demon has been restless again. I can feel him crawling under my skin, waiting for something—hell, I don’t even know what. It’s like I can’t keep him contained anymore.”Callan’s expression was weary. “Nicholai, for years we’ve always tried to keep your demon under lockdown. What if that’s







