All Chapters of Under Her Spell: Saving The Alpha : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

KaimaThe door shut behind Nathan, the sound echoing through the entire house. I didn’t move for a moment, just stood there as silence slowly settled between me and Nicholai.He hadn’t said a single word since Nathan left; he just kept staring out the glass window, his reflection framed against the night, the city lights shining below. But his face—I’d never seen it this dark before.Finally, I spoke, breaking the silence. “You could have at least told me.”He turned his head slowly. “Told you what?”“That you killed them.”He clenched his knuckles. “So you heard.”“I’m not deaf, Nicholai,” I said, my voice soft. “You wiped out three witch covens. Now they’re declaring war because of you.”He laughed, but there was no trace of humor in it. “The witches were planning it already. I just sped up the process.”“Don’t do that, Nick. Don’t pretend like this doesn’t matter—not with me.”He finally turned to me, looking me dead in the eyes. “You want the truth?” he asked.I nodded.“Fine,” he

The dream came again.The dream came again, it started the way it always did, with that blinding light and the scent of fire mixed with paint. I could smell smoke, feel the heat crawling up my skin, and just like that, I was standing in that place, that realm that I had no name for.It was neither heaven nor hell, so where the hell is this place?The same man was there, still sitting in front of the painting, the brush moving with a mind of its own. The colors mixed together until they formed shapes that hurt my eyes to look at.My chest tightened.“Why the hell do you keep showing me this picture? It has no meaning to me.”“Because you still don’t understand,” he said, not turning to face me, and the brush still kept moving with a mind of its own. His voice had a strong coldness to it, echoing from everywhere and yet coming from nowhere.“Understand what?” I snapped. “You keep talking in riddles what the hell am I supposed to fucking understand?”He turned slightly, just enough for m

NicholaiThe place we chose wasn’t exactly safe, but it was quiet, and that was all I needed. Somewhere no one would be able to overhear our conversation. The old watchtower stood tall, surrounded by moth and thick moist air.Nathan walked in after almost half an hour, his expression unreadable. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days; his eyes were tired. He tried to act all composed, typical Nathan but I saw right through him.“You said it was important, Nicholai. I’m here, so talk,” he said, tone flat.I leaned against the cracked stone wall, crossing my arms. “Damn, Nathan, you look like crap. When was the last time you actually slept?”He shot me a look sharp enough to cut through steel. “Get to the point, Nicholai.”I sighed. “Suit yourself. There was an intruder at the penthouse last night. She got through the wards like it was nothing, Nathan. That was impossible—but she did.”“Is Kaima—”“She’s fine,” I said quickly. “The witch didn’t attack. She just showed up, said something

Nathan“Don’t do this,” Zade glowered, but I didn’t listen. I just kept walking.“Listen to me, Nathan. You are an Alpha, you don’t make deals with low-life demons.”Still, I didn’t respond. I just kept walking.Zade was right. I shouldn’t be here, but I was desperate.The closer I got, it felt like I was betraying everyone—my pack, my mate, even myself. I’d lost patience in the Moon Goddess. I had to take things into my hands. The night was foggy, the smell of smoke filled the alleyway. Even if it wasn’t permanent, it was something and I was willing to take the risk.I stopped when I saw the demon staring at me from afar, cloaked in black, face covered. He didn’t move as I approached.“I can’t believe you actually came, Alpha Nathan,” the voice rasped. It was male.“I didn’t come here to banter words,” I said firmly. “You said you could help me.”He tilted his head. “What you’re asking for is possible, Alpha. But you have to remember—nothing comes without a price, and this is going t

KaimaThe quietness in the office made me so uncomfortable. Even with the sound of footsteps echoing from the hallway and phones ringing in the background, there was heavy tension between us. Maybe it was him, maybe it was me, I wasn’t sure.We hadn’t spoken properly ever since I moved out of the packhouse. I thought distancing myself from him would help, and it did for a while, but now, being in the same space with him, I felt the pull again. Even when I tried to convince myself I didn’t feel anything, that he had Elizabeth and I had Nicholai. Things were supposed to be simpler now, normal—but they weren’t.Every time Nathan walked into a room, my heart skipped a beat. The air between us stretched thin, heavy with words unspoken. I felt it when his eyes lingered on me, when he tried to pretend I wasn’t in the same office as him but failed horribly.I told myself whatever I felt for him didn’t matter. It was all in the past now. Nicholai was good to me, kind in ways I hadn’t thought I