Kayla’s POVAll our carefully laden plans fled my mind as the mages flew in our direction. I forgot everything and my mind resorted to the default state that I fall into whenever faced with danger; fight till there is no one standing in front of me. I started throwing whatever spells I could get my hands into, forgetting all instructions. Some of them worked while some which required additional procedures just hit the men and fell into the ground harmlessly. From my peripheral vision, I saw Zane doing the same and I would have rolled my eyes at him if we weren’t in the middle of an attack. So much for his plans…But then, there was nothing more in the bag and slowly, I turned to Zane. He looked at me with a panicked expression before a look of determination crossed his face. I was sure I was mirroring his expression and as one; we turned to face the mages who staggered to a stop, feeling our deadly ga

 Kayla’s POVGregory staggered a few steps back and looked at me with fear in his eyes.“The monster I made? What do you mean?” he breathed out. “So bad, Gregory… You should have known what the hell you were doing before sending an army of rogue wolves to kill my pack. You created this monster when you sent your minions with the Enchantra powder and asked them to use it on me. This happened to me because of you. Are you glad to see how your little experiment fared?”“I thought-”“You thought what?”“I- It was just supposed to suppress your wolf while they brought you to me…”“Well, how do you know that? Had you seen the effects of it on any wolf before you decided to use it on me?”“I did! I used it on a rogue wolf and made sure that his wolf was suppressed!” he defended himself.

 Kayla’s POVAfter killing Gregory, Zane and I tracked down all the Dark mages on Gregory’s ‘coven’ and took care of them. Once we made sure that no one would be alive to tell the tales to anyone else, we were ready to go back home. I didn’t feel any remorse for killing those men, even if they were not who harmed my pack because I could feel the evil emanating from them. Each of them were evil down to their cores and if we left them alive, they would not only bring trouble to us by spilling my secrets to someone, they would be destroying more lives too. I looked at Zane, who was thankfully wearing a shirt now. He looked at the bodies gathered around the clearing before turning to me. “Do you think we should do something about these bodies? Is it okay to leave them around like this?”“I don’t think hiding them is going to help. No wizards or wolves are goi

 Kayla’s POVSecuring a towel around my frame, I opened the door of the bathroom and peeked outside stealthily. When I didn’t see Zane anywhere nearby, I relaxed and strolled outside, searching to see if Maggie the hag had actually proved herself useful and sent something for me to wear. Finding a package near the door, I picked it up with relief. Now I have to retreat to the bathroom and get dressed before Zane comes back from wherever he went off to. “I could get used to this view,” Zane said from behind me, making me shriek and jump in alarm. How did he come behind me?!I found his eyes drinking me up with appreciation and realised that I was just covered in a flimsy towel, even though it came to my mid thigh. Instinctively, I crossed my arms against my chest, but when Zane’s eyes went to my cleavage, I hastily uncrossed my arms and stiffly put them on my sides.“How did you

 Kayla’s POVI thought that I was the only one with problems in the world. I had seen the death of my family and I had to accept the enormous responsibility of being the Alpha of the pack at the tender age of sixteen, forcing me to grow up before I was ready. I had been feeling sorry for myself, believing that everyone else in the world was living merrily while I continued with my miserable existence. Hearing the story of Zane was an eye opener for me. With how cheerful he was all the time, I had assumed that he had a perfect life with a perfect loving family to pamper him, making him the silly playboy I had believed him to be. I felt ashamed of myself for jumping to conclusions without knowing anything about him. All this while, he was carrying such a huge weight on his shoulders while having a smile on his face, and I never knew. At least, I had a happy childhood till the age of sixteen, when he had never k