Kayla’s POVFor a single, shocking moment, I was frozen.Candice— woman who was addicted to Adrian, the woman who had been fighting tooth and nail to get him —was now lunging at Adrian.This wasn't making any sense to me.Her nails elongated into claws, swiping through the air with deadly precision.And Adrian wasn’t fighting back.He was only dodging her attacks, barely avoiding the vicious way she was trying to end him, but I could see it.Every time she struck, every time he evaded, worry and confusion flickered in his dark eyes.Not because she was hurting him, But because he couldn't understand why she was doing it.Adrian could have ended this fight in an instant.But he wouldn’t. Because he truly cared for Candice and this wasn’t Candice.Not the real Candice anyway, and we all knew it.And yet—My chest tightened as I watched him try to dodge another hit.But this time, he didn't move fast enough and Candice’s claws ripped through his sleeve, drawing blood.A sharp growl lef
Kayla’s POV "Did you really think I’d let you go, Kayla?” It growled. That voice. It was familiar. Too familiar. But that wasn’t possible because I couldn't remember hearing it before. Plus the fact that they were bold enough to intrude the south was a problem. I stood frozen, my heart hammering against my ribs as the shadows shifted near the doorway. Adrian was already in front of me, his body tense, it was like he was shielding me from the possible attack coming. His dark eyes burned with a dangerous intensity. “You need to stay hidden here, this palace is the safest place, Kayla,” he ordered. I barely heard him. My mind was racing, trying to place that voice—the one that had sent chills through my spine. It couldn’t be… But before I could think further, a deafening howl rang through the air. Then another. Then— Chaos erupted. --- A pack warrior rushed in, panting. “The attack has gotten worse sir!” he gasped. “They’ve broken past the outer patrols. We need
Adrian’s POV The moment the warrior burst into the room, his face pale with urgency, I knew something was wrong. “The border—” he gasped. “It’s been breached.” I froze immediately. “By who?” The guard hesitated, then spoke. "We aren't sure sir. You need to see this by yourself." For a second, the words didn’t quite register. A breach? In our territory? That wasn’t supposed to happen. We had one of the strongest security systems in place. How the hell did someone get through? 'How did they even find the audacity to get through? And what did they want?' Is what I thought. But then— My mind went to Kayla. I needed to keep her safe at all costs. I didn't remember my pack, I didn't remember my people or any of the things I used to think about, all I remembered was Kayla. From that moment, my mind snapped. I barely remembered giving Logan orders. All I knew was that I needed to keep her safe. I remembered turning to her, grabbing her by the shoulders and saying “Stay her
Adrian’s POVKayla collapsed against me, her body limp as the impact of the attack knocked the breath out of her.For a moment, everything froze.Her beautiful eyes—those damn beautiful eyes that had captivated me from the moment I first saw them—dimmed as she lost consciousness. Blood trickled from her lips, her skin now unnervingly still.No. No, no, no. I thought.“Kayla!” My voice was hoarse as I caught her before she hit the ground.She wasn’t moving. Why wasn’t she moving?My heart slammed against my ribs in pure, unfiltered terror.“Somebody help me!” I roared.Logan and the warriors rushed toward me, but I didn’t wait. I lifted Kayla into my arms, holding her against me as I ran full speed toward the palace hospital.Every second that passed felt like a blade slicing through my chest.She had taken that hit for me.She had thrown herself into danger without hesitation, without thinking about herself.And now she was unconscious in my arms, bleeding, broken.I clenched my jaw,
Kayla’s POVSomething was wrong with me.The feeling hit me the second I opened my eyes—an emptiness, like a piece of me had been stripped away.I sat up with a gasp, my breath sharp and ragged. My hands clutched the sheets beneath me as a deep panic settled into my bones.What’s wrong with me?My heart pounded as I looked around, disoriented. White walls. The sterile smell of antiseptic. A dim overhead light flickering faintly.A hospital?Before I could fully process where I was, I felt a hand grip mine. Warm. Steady. Familiar.“Kayla.”I turned my head, locking eyes with Adrian.His dark brows were furrowed, and there was something fierce in his gaze—relief, frustration, something deeper."You’re awake," he said, exhaling like he'd been holding his breath for hours. "Thank goddess."A wave of dizziness washed over me as memories started trickling back. The battle. The attack. Adrian standing in the path of danger.And then—that creepy voice in my head.My stomach turned. It had bee
Adrian’s POVReturning to the palace should have felt like a relief. But It didn’t after all the attacks lately.None of us could ignore the fact that something was wrong within the pack.I couldn’t shake the feeling, the unease curling in my gut like a invisible predator lurking every shadow.Kayla had healed, but she wasn’t the same.And I wasn’t just talking about the way her golden eyes lingered longer than they should.I noticed it in the little things—the way she stared off into space as if listening to something I couldn’t hear, the way she flinched at whispers that didn’t exist, and most of all…The blackouts.At first, they were subtle. She’d zone out mid-conversation, blinking like she’d lost time. Then they became more frequent.Longer.And I hated every second of it.---Candice was the only one who seemed to be enjoying this Kayla.I found them together more often lately—talking, laughing or sitting in front of TV for hours at a time.It was strange at first since they us
Kayla’s POV The first time I saw him, I thought it was just a nightmare. The second time, I knew with a sinking feeling that it wasn’t just a bad dream. Shadows slithered through my dreams, shifting figures with hollow eyes and mouths that whispered in a language I didn’t understand. A language that felt ancient and not quite right. I’d wake up gasping, in a different position from where I fell asleep, drenched in sweat, heart hammering in my chest. But I never told Adrian. I couldn’t. Not after the way he looked at me after my blackouts—worried, desperate, scared. If he knew about the shadows, about the whispers, he’d look at me differently. Probably even believe I was cursed. And I was no longer sure he’d be wrong. --- One night, I jolted awake with a strangled gasp, my entire body burning. For a second, I thought I was still in the dream—still surrounded by those whispering shadows. But no. I was in bed. In our room. Adrian was beside me, fast asleep. And then I saw
Kayla’s POVThe tension in the pack had been suffocating ever since we found the underground chamber. Guards patrolled the borders to both people with wolves and especially the ones without wolves. No one was allowed out alone. Adrian barely let me out of his sight, but thankfully he didn't let his protectiveness to get suffocating. But none of it mattered—not when the blackouts were getting worse.Tonight was the worst one yet.I woke up standing at the edge of the forest, my bare feet cold against the damp grass. The wind whispered through the trees, but something else filled the air—a voice, low and menacing, weaving through my mind in a language I couldn’t understand. My body felt weightless, disconnected, yet I knew my lips were moving. I was whispering back.A sharp tug at my wrist made me flinch, and suddenly I was pulled backward. A warm, strong grip steadied me."Kayla!"Adrian's voice cut through the haze like a blade.My vision flickered, and my eyes landed on a man in fro
Kayla's POV Adrian sighed and my heart dropped, then he looked at me."No,” he said firmly. “I swear to you, Kayla. I would never hurt Adrian. Not even with all this… between us. I didn’t plan anything. I didn’t know anything. I had nothing to do with it.”I looked into his eyes for a long moment, then gave a slow nod. “Okay.”Because I believed him. He’d never lied to me before, and I didn’t think he would now. Not about something like this.The doctor came in shortly after, and I stood aside to let them work. Once Hector was bandaged and checked over, I thanked Connor quietly before slipping out.I didn’t go to Adrian’s room right away.I couldn’t.I felt… awful. For threatening to leave. For not telling him about the kiss. For letting things get this far. I hated what this was turning into—how everything good between us was cracking at the edges.So I avoided our room. I wandered the halls, spent time with Ingrid, helped the healer with some supplies, tried to pretend things were
Kayla's POV I didn’t even realize I’d said it until the words had already left my mouth.“If you banish Hector… I’ll leave with him too.”The room went silent.What the hell was I thinking when I said that? I hadn't even actually meant it. I was just desperate to not let Adrian make such a stupid mistake that he'd regret, so I continued talking until I had said my piece.When I was done, even Hector stopped breathing for a second, his face bruised and bloodied, but stunned all the same. Adrian looked like I’d slapped him—like the floor had just crumbled beneath him. His jaw twitched, and the rage in his eyes flickered into something else—something sharp and painful.Goddess, why did I have to say that? It sounded like Hector was more important than my relationship with Adrian.But I truly didn’t mean it like that. I wasn’t threatening him. I just… I needed him to know that he was crossing a line. Hector was his stepbrother who had occasionally fucked up yesterday, but he didn’t des
Adrian's POV "YOU FUCKING BASTARD!” I roared, lunging at him again. But before I could land the hit, two sets of hands grabbed me. “Alpha stop! Alpha Adrian please stop! —fuck, Adrian, stop it!” Logan’s voice was right in my ear, struggling to pull me back.He had forgotten all courtesy and had began to call me by my real name which he and Connor only did when they were either desperate, pissed, frustrated, worried or scared.He sounded like he was all of the above in this moment but I couldn't give a damn about that right now. “Let go of me!” I growled, thrashing against him. “Calm the hell down Adrian!” Connor snapped, shoving me away from Hector. I threw them both off like they were nothing, shoving Logan into the wall and elbowing Connor in the ribs. They tried again, but I was a storm now. Wild. Unraveled. And then I heard her voice. “ADRIAN!” I froze at the familiar feminine voice."What the hell are you doing?!" she screamed with horror in her voice. Everything insid
Adrian’s POV My knuckles were bloodied by the time I realized how many times I’d punched him. My chest heaved and my heart was thundering like it was trying to beat its way out of my ribcage, and still Hector just stood there leaning against the wall with his bloody face.He was swaying slightly from the pain but the asshole was still not fighting back and it made me fucking furious! He wasn’t even trying to defend himself like he'd normally do when our father made us wrestle to prove who was better.Hector was often the winner when we were younger and that made me feel like he was just intentionally allowing me to beat him right now. That made it worse. "You love her?" I growled, my voice raw, trembling. "You love my Kayla?" Hector didn’t speak, didn’t meet my eyes—his jaw was bruised, blood trickling from his nose—but he didn’t take it back either. He’d said it. Out loud. Boldly. That he loved her. My fists clenched again. This fucking shameless asshole! It wasn’t just that
Hector's POV I had to keep reminding myself that I truly hadn’t chosen this life. This life of constant competition for love from my father, and now from Kayla too. But I had been thrust into it anyway. Every day, it felt like I had to prove myself that I could be better, stronger, smarter than Adrian for the pack and for Kayla.And what did I get for it? Nothing except being called a Traitor and being imprisoned. Adrian would always get everything without lifting a finger. I see that now Maybe I should just accept it and accept my role as the villain, at least maybe I could get something from it, right?Because the rivalry my father had created between us, made it impossible for Adrian to see me as anything other than his enemy. Even when I tried to help him, tried to offer him something real, he only saw me as a threat.A bang on the door jerked me out of my thoughts.I looked up, my heart sinking as the door opened, and Adrian stormed into the cell, his expression livid."Hec
Hector's POV After Kayla ran after Adrian, I willingly let the guards to put me in chains and shove me in front of themThe chains clinked with every step as I was roughly escorted down the cold stone hallways toward the prison.The guards barely spared me a glance, their eyes hard and judgmental. They treated me like I was already guilty, as if my fate had already been sealed. It stung more than I cared to admit, but I kept my face neutral.I had never felt so disgusted with myself, or with Adrian. Betrayed wasn’t even the word for it. He had accused me—his own brother—of trying to kill him. We were rivals for the position of alpha yes, but we weren't enemies! I didn't hate him. I was a little envious of his life yes, but I would never actually raise my hand against him.Never!So this was my reward for protecting Kayla? For trying to turn over a new leaf? For doing what I thought was right?Adrian was the one who had always preached for us to stop fighting, to stop hating each oth
Kayla's POV I could feel my heart breaking. I couldn’t believe he was accusing me of something so terrible. After everything we’d been through, after everything we’d shared, why was he pushing me away like this? I turned back to Hector, my heart pounding in my chest. "I’m sorry, Hector. I’ll fix this. I swear." Hector gave me a soft, apologetic look. "It’s not your fault, Kayla. We both never wanted this to happen." "I know. But I have to make Adrian understand," I said, my voice shaky. "Can you just go with the guards for now? I’ll talk to him. Please, Hector." Hector hesitated for a moment before nodding. "I’ll go. But make sure you talk to him, Kayla. I'm innocent of all his accusations but he's refusing to see things clearly." I nodded, trying to hold back tears. As Hector followed the guards down the hall, I hurried after Adrian. He couldn’t just do this. He couldn’t throw everything away because of his own insecurities. He had to know I would never leave him. I wasn’
Kayla's POV I stood in the hallway, watching Adrian storm out of the room with his usual intense expression. He was furious—his fists clenched, his jaw set tight, and a fire burning in his eyes that I hadn’t seen in a long time. The moment he’d said the word traitor, my heart dropped into my stomach. I couldn't believe it. Hector, a traitor? No, that wasn’t right. Hector had been nothing but kind to me, helpful to the the wolf less women and then he’d apologized for kissing me and promised me that he’d stop the ridiculous rivalry between him and Adrian. I had just started to thank the goddess for some peace between them, and now Adrian wanted to arrest him? I couldn’t let this happen. I hurried after Adrian, calling his name as I caught up with him in the hallway. "Adrian! Wait please!" I grabbed his arm, trying to slow him down, but he just pulled away from me. "Kayla, stay out of this." His voice was cold, like it always got when he was angry. "I need to deal with this. It’
Adrian's POV I paused and tried to recall the memory of that day. The fight with Xavier was still fresh in my mind, but there was something... something else that happened. “I met someone who said they had information on how to find you,” I said slowly, “we had a fight, but then... something attacked me from behind. I can’t remember much after that.” Kayla looked at me, concern evident in her eyes. “Something attacked you from behind?” “Yeah,” I said, rubbing my temples as I recalled the foggy details. “The memory’s a little unclear. But there was definitely someone else involved. I’m just... not sure who.”I made sure I didn't mention to her that it was probably her ex husband who had intentionally set me up and invited his friends to help him get rid of me.But that didn't make sense. Why would Xavier simply poison me and not just kill me off immediately.How did he even get the audacity to attack me when he knew that I could have defeated him especially when I wake up.Plus