You would think that after such a traumatic past day, now that Kendra was installed in a plush room with everything she could possibly need, her hair and body washed, and her clothes changed into something fresh and comfortable, sleep would naturally come to her, especially since she was lying on that huge bed with sheets so soft that it was as though she were sleeping on clouds or feathers, but it was far from that. She couldn’t sleep. No. Not after her conversation with Killian. The past five days had completely changed him, and not only appearance wise. This was a whole new Killian, she could barely recognize him, and it had just been five days. Silver Crest can wait. She couldn’t stop playing his words over and over again. The Killian she knew would die before those words ever tumbled out of his mouth. The Killian she knew always put his pack above everything else— above himself even. But now, he wanted to play superhero to another pack that coul

This time, Killian told himself that he wasn’t going to let any rift come between them again, and so he tossed the last words she had uttered at him in the trash, trying everything possible to wear down her defenses. But it seemed he had forgotten who he was dealing with. Forgotten how much of a stubborn headed mule she was, how much of a stubborn mule she could be. The lengths Kendra had gone in the past two days to stay away from him were crazy. She was gone all, day, only to return at night. He practically camped at her door, but he never got to see her. One maid had given him a hint that she had been hiding in the library as well, but it seemed word had gotten to her that he knew, for she had stopped showing up there altogether. All of this combined with training for the upcoming war, and Killian found that he was barely getting the much needed rest he deserved, but he didn’t care. All he wanted was his mate. As for Aiyisha, he didn’t even want to talk about her. He didn’t care

Aiyisha stared at the silver witch as though she had lost her head. “Is… uhm, are you sure that’s safe?” “Oh, but of course!” Another flip of the hand. “It’ll be exactly as the Goddess has planned.” She explained cheerily. The blonde haired wolf hesitated a bit. It wasn’t as though she wanted to challenge the silver witch… no far from it. It was just that she wasn’t sure it seemed like such a good idea. “You want to say something, out with it already, child,” The witch blinked in exasperation. “I don’t mean to question your advice, but I just don’t see how feasible it is, especially with the young Alpha being as agitated as he is.” “As much as I can sense your concern, I can’t help but ask, are you sure there is no other ulterior motive to this sudden change of heart and seemingly genuine concern?” “I-I ’m not sure I understand you, ma’am,” “Lemme break it down for you then. Are you sure you still do not want the young Alpha all to yourself?” Aiyisha bent her head in shame, “Yo

“YOU’RE MINE, KENDRA! ALL MINE!” The Alpha roared in anger, his eyes a scary silver, a tell-tale sign that he was more wolf than human in that moment. Kendra, unable to think of any other way to quickly calm him down simply straddled him. “Yes. I’m yours, Killian…” She softly caressed his face, noting just how much her actions seemed to working. “I’m. All. Yours.” She repeated again, her voice a mere whisper as she breathed out the words. The Alpha heaved as he struggled to control his breathing. Kill Macintyre! His wolf was still very much upset, wanting some serious one on one with the brute who had dared call his mate his. It was a good thing she was calming him down so, for he was pretty sure he would have well been on his way right now to wherever the Curers were fucking camping, only one sole thought in mind, To kill the stupid bastard, lockdown and every other obstacle be damned. But she was here. Kendra was here. With him. Not with that Alaric Macintyre? That only meant o

“With all due respect, Lady Aiyisha,” Yelena started as she fixed the straps of her mistress’ purple colored everyday gown. It was a couple of minutes past two, and they had both just returned from their afternoon training session… indeed, even the lowliest of wolves took part in the activity as well, for war did not care about class, nor one’s social status? Truly, the only thing that did matter when it came to war were numbers, and skill of course… which was why the entire town, both young and old, both male and female were participating in the training, for they… aye, they all wanted a shot at besting the Curers and keeping their homes.“Yes, Yelena, what is it?” Aiyisha pressed when after waiting a couple of minutes, her servant still hadn’t said a word. “Come on, out with it already. You do know that I do not bite, right?” She hurried the young maid on, not quite being the type to drag things out.“I—don’t you think we ought to have gone to check on the Alpha and Lady Kendra by n