Alpha Adrian’s POVThe room was thick with tension after my threat. Mia was trembling, eyes darting between Xavier and me, as if she had just realized she had pushed too far. My wolf was still seething, pacing in my mind, demanding that we put her in her place for daring to insult my Kayla. But I forced myself to calm down, tightening my grip on my rage. Now wasn’t the time to lose control."Enough wasting time," I said coolly, shifting my gaze from Mia to Xavier. "Let’s get this over with. I’m in a hurry to take her home."Xavier tensed up, then exhaled shakily and nodded. "Follow me," he said, turning on his heel and leading the way toward his office.Before I followed, my eyes flickered to Kayla. She looked exhausted—her dark circles even more prominent under the harsh lights, her lips slightly chapped, her frame tense. Without thinking, I reached out, brushing my fingers along the delicate skin under her eye.She flinched, her breath hitching as she jerked away from my touch, ey
Kayla’s POVI kept myself pressed against the car door, as far away from Alpha Adrian as possible.But it didn’t matter.He still smelt so good that I felt my toes curl.Even with all the space I had put between us, his delicious smell and presence was overwhelming.His aura was suffocating, pressing against me like an invisible force, making my skin tingle. It was like he was right beside me, breathing down my neck.It was unsettling.And worse? It made me restless.There was something in the air between us, something I didn’t understand. My body reacted to it, drawn to something I knew I shouldn’t want. Not after what my mate did to me.I clenched my fists in my lap and tried to shake it off.Think of something else.Anything else.My brain finally strayed to how I had barely slept last night, and it was all Xavier’s fault.After my first encounter with Alpha Adrian, I had gone back to my room, knowing I needed to pack my things. He would return for me, and there was no stopping it.
Kayla’s POVThe car door clicked open.I looked up to see Alpha Adrian standing outside, one hand on the roof of the car while the other held the door open—for me.Like a gentleman.For a moment, I just stared at him. The act seemed too polite for someone with his dangerous aura. But I had no choice, so I cautiously shifted and stepped out.Or at least, I tried to.The moment my feet touched the ground, my starvation finally caught up to me and my legs wobbled.Before I could catch myself, I stumbled forward—straight into him.My hands landed on his hard chest, and I felt the solid warmth of his body through his crisp black shirt. His arms instinctively wrapped around my waist, steadying me before I could completely fall.Then it hit me.A rush of something hot, electrifying—dangerous.My skin tingled everywhere we touched, and my heart thudded wildly.What… is this?I barely had time to register the feeling before I felt him… lean in to smell me.I froze as Alpha Adrian inhaled deepl
Kayla's pov i nodded stiffly as Adrian said he wanted to tell me what my role was. My heart pounded a little harder in my chest, and I swallowed. He was watching me so intently, his sharp dark eyes never leaving mine, as if he was gauging every flicker of emotion that crossed my face. The weight of his gaze made my skin feel hot, my breath a little unsteady. And on top of that, we were so close. Too close. I forced myself to hold his stare, even as nerves crawled up my spine. “What… what is my role?” I asked hesitantly, my voice coming out quieter than I intended. Instead of answering right away, he shifted, moving even closer. My pulse jumped as he reached out, his large, warm hand taking mine. His touch was firm yet gentle, but it still made me tense up instinctively. I barely knew this man—this powerful Alpha—yet here I was, standing in his office, alone with him, while he held my hand like we were something to each other. I stiffened even more as a terrible thought took root in
Author's note: Adrian's eyes are dark not blue. I was rushing to write the chapter before my phone went off. 😅Kayla's POV: My heart was still racing as I held his wrists, stopping him from lifting my shirt any higher. “What are you doing?” I demanded, my voice shaky, trying to keep my composure despite the panic rising in my heart. Adrian’s eyes softened instantly, his grip loosening. “Kayla calm down,” he murmured gently, “I’m not going to hurt you. I swear.” His voice was calm, steady, and yet it carried a weight of sincerity that I wasn’t prepared for. Slowly, he pulled his hands away, raising them in a placating gesture. “I just want to make sure you’re okay.” I stared at him, my breath coming in short, shallow bursts. The intensity of his gaze melted into something even more softer, more concerned, and somehow that made my heart pound even harder. He took a small step back, giving me space, and then tentatively reached out, his fingers brushing lightly over my arm. “May I?”
Kayla’s POV I slipped into a comfortable pair of high-waisted jeans and a soft white sweater, sighing in relief at the cozy fit. After everything that had happened since I arrived, I needed a moment of normalcy. And shopping sounded like a perfect escape from all my chaotic emotions. A knock at the door startled me just as I was adjusting my sweater. "Come in," I called. The door swung open, and Ingrid stepped inside with a bright smile. "Hello again, Miss Kayla," she greeted. I smiled back. "Hi, Ingrid." She clasped her hands together. "I have some news." She said excitedly. "I am officially your personal assistant!" Heat rushed to my cheeks. "Oh Adrian." I sighed. "I'm sorry Ingrid—I tried to refuse," I stammered. "I told him it wasn’t necessary, but he insisted." Her smile widened. "Of course he did." I frowned. "Why are you so happy about this?" "Because," she said, grinning, "I’ve had to work for some very difficult people in this palace. But you?" She t
Xavier's pov I stood frozen, watching as Alpha Adrian’s sleek black car disappeared down the road.A sharp, searing pain tore through my chest, like someone had reached inside and ripped my heart out with their bare hands.I wanted to chase after the car.I wanted to pull her out of it.I wanted to take her back.But I couldn’t move.My legs felt like they were made of stone, my chest felt hollow, and my wolf Theo —my furious, howling wolf—was losing his mind.“Go after her!” he roared inside me. “Get our mate back! NOW!”But I just stood there, numb and lifeless, as the car disappeared from sight.And then, she was gone.For the first time since I rejected Kayla, I felt like I had truly lost her.The original rejection had hurt before—more than I had ever imagined it would—but I had been okay because she was still around and within my reach.I had told myself that after Mia gave birth and everything settled down, I would take Kayla back as my mate.That’s why I have not yet married
Kayla’s POV I stood frozen, completely stunned, as the words left Candice’s mouth. “Alpha Adrian’s wife.” My lips parted, but no sound came out. Wife? Alpha Adrian was married? Candice’s glare intensified, her arms crossing over her chest as she took a slow, deliberate step closer to me. “And you,” she said coldly, looking me up and down, “How do you have the audacity to be here when you claim to just work for my husband?” I swallowed hard, but my throat felt dry. “This boutique is meant for the Alpha’s family, not some… mere worker,” she sneered. Before I could find my voice, Ingrid suddenly rushed in, looking panicked. She bowed deeply in front of Candice. “My apologies, Lady Candice,” Ingrid said quickly. “Alpha Adrian personally requested for Kayla to be brought here.” Candice’s eyes flashed with fury. “What?” she snapped. “And why would he do that?” Ingrid hesitated. “I…I don’t know ma'am but he explicitly instructed me to bring her here ma'am." Ca
Adrian’s POV Kayla was trembling in my arms, her fingers gripping my shirt like she was afraid I’d disappear. I tightened my hold on her, pressing my lips against her temple, trying to ground her. "It’s okay," I whispered. "You’re safe." She didn’t respond. Her breathing was shallow, her entire body stiff. Something was wrong. Very wrong. I pulled back slightly to look at her face. Her pupils were dilated, her skin too pale. "Kayla," I murmured, brushing my thumb across her cheek. "Talk to me." She opened her mouth, but before she could speak, a howl ripped through the night. The pack alarm. Again! Shit. I snapped my head up, my instincts immediately on high alert. The howls multiplied, blending with distant shouts. My wolves were already gathering outside. We were under attack. For real this time. Earlier was just a warning from something that looked like Xavier.. but wasn't quite him. Kayla gasped, grabbing my wrist. "Adrian—" I cupped her face, forcing her to focus on
Kayla’s POV I slammed the bedroom door shut, twisting the lock with trembling fingers. My breath came in ragged gasps as I pressed my back against the door, my chest rising and falling in rapid, uneven bursts. What had I done? I had told Adrian I loved him. And worse—I had meant it. The words had slipped past my lips before I could stop them, before I could shove them back down into the deep, dark place where I kept all the things I couldn’t afford to feel. And then—like a coward—I had run as Adrian was forced to leave. But where could I run to? I belonged to him now. And that was the most terrifying part. I squeezed my eyes shut, my nails digging into the skin of my arms. I couldn’t do this. I couldn’t afford to need him. Not when I was changing. Not when I didn’t even know what I was anymore. The mark on my arm burned as if it could hear my thoughts, reminding me of what I was trying so desperately to deny. Lady Elizabeth’s words echoed in my head. "You bear their mark,
Adrian’s POVMy heart still pounded from my situation with Kayla, but I pushed the thought aside as I raced toward the border. Logan ran beside me, his jaw tight with frustration. The moment the border guards had sounded the alarm, I knew it couldn’t be anything good."Who the hell would be bold enough to get this close?" Logan muttered, keeping pace."I don't know," I said, my voice sharp. "But if they think they can just waltz into my territory, they're about to learn a painful lesson."The moment we neared the tree line, I caught sight of a figure standing at the edge of our land. My stomach twisted into a knot.Xavier.Or at least… I thought it was Xavier.The stance, the cocky smirk—it was all the same. But something was off. His face seemed… distorted. For a split second, his features blurred, like I was staring at a reflection in rippling water. My wolf bristled, sensing something unnatural."Adrian," Logan said warily, stepping up beside me. "That—" He hesitated. "That doesn’t
Adrian’s POVI didn’t plan on letting her go.Not tonight. Not ever.I held Kayla’s face between my hands, staring into those stormy eyes that I had come to crave more than anything else in this world. I had meant every word—I wasn’t letting her leave this room until she told me the truth.But deep down, I knew I wasn’t just talking about tonight.A dark part of me, the part that had already lost too much, whispered that I would never let her go at all.And I felt guilty for it.Kayla wasn’t some possession to be kept in a cage. But I couldn’t shake the possessiveness curling in my chest, the absolute refusal to lose her too.Not after what I’d already lost.She was shaking now, her breaths coming out in sharp, uneven gasps. Her hands clenched at her sides as if she was fighting some invisible war within herself.And she looked scared.That’s what threw me off the most.What the hell was she so afraid of?"Kayla," I murmured, my fingers tracing over her cheekbone. "Talk to me."Her li
Kayla’s POVI couldn't stop thinking about last night.The way Adrian had held me. The way his hands had traced my skin, setting every nerve in my body on fire.And the way he had stopped.He had looked at me like I was something precious, something he was too scared to take before I was ready.I had never known a man like him before.Adrian was dangerous, feared, and yet with me, he was patient. Protective.I was falling for him. Hard.The realization terrified me. I had spent so long guarding my heart, convincing myself that love—real love—was a luxury I would never have again. And yet, here I was, aching for him in a way that had nothing to do with the mate bond.I needed a distraction, something to clear my mind.Which was why I was now standing outside Lady Elizabeth’s home again, my heart hammering as I raised my hand to knock.She had asked to see me privately, and though I had agreed, I wasn’t sure I was ready for whatever she had to say.But something told me I needed to hear
Authors note: Thank you to everyone that left a comment, I read each and every one of them, and it was so uplifting. I'll do my best for you too. ,💕Adrian’s POV My training session the next day was brutal, but I barely felt it. My mind was elsewhere. Xavier. That fucking asshole. Logan had reported earlier that the bastard had been snooping around, and then I actually CAUGHT him talking to a certain pack member. That alone was enough to put me on edge. Xavier wasn’t here for resources—he was here to stir up trouble, I knew that, but I didn't know what to do about it yet. As I wiped sweat from my brow, Logan approached. "You’re distracted Sir," he noted. "I’m fine," I muttered, tossing my towel over my shoulder. Logan didn’t look convinced. "I didn't want to bother you, but You should know—Xavier was seen talking to some more of Hector’s former allies." Not again! Did that asshole ever learn? Did I have to break his neck for him to stop? My entire body went rigid with a
Adrian’s POV Logan entered my office with a grim expression, shutting the door behind him. "We have a problem," he said, his tone clipped. I leaned back in my chair, already feeling the tension coil in my muscles. "Wait, I know, Let me guess. it's Xavier." Logan nodded. "He's been snooping around, talking to certain pack members. And not just any members—Hector’s old allies. The ones on the council who didn’t want you as Alpha." My jaw clenched. Of course, Xavier wouldn’t waste time to piss me off. The bastard was here under the pretense of collecting resources, but I knew better. He was testing boundaries, looking for weaknesses. And now, he was making nice with the same men who had fought against my leadership. I stood, grabbing my jacket. "Where the fuck is he now?" Logan sighed. "In the west courtyard. He’s been real friendly with Councilor Marcus and the others. Too friendly." Rage burned in my chest, but I kept my voice even. "Let’s go." --- The moment I stepped into
Kayla’s POVThat evening, I sat on the edge of the bed, still turning Hector's mother's words over in my mind. "Hide this. If the wrong people see it, you’ll be in danger." What did she mean? Who was she afraid of? I traced my fingers over the faint glow of my mark, my mind buzzing with unease. Beside me, Adrian was quiet, lost in his own thoughts. After a long moment, he finally spoke. “You’re thinking about Lady Elizabeth's warning.” I nodded. “It felt serious, Adrian. She genuinely looked scared.” He sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. “I don’t think Hector's mother is a threat, if that’s what you’re worried about. She’s always been a good woman. If anything, I sincerely believe she’s just concerned for you.” I bit my lip. “But why? And why did she say she could only tell me in private?” Adrian’s jaw tensed slightly, but he didn’t argue. “I really don’t like that part. I don’t like the idea of you going anywhere alone, but I don't think she'll hurt you.” I rolled
Adrian’s POVXavier arrived exactly when he said he would. His caravan of vehicles rolled up to the packhouse gates like he was some kind of noble returning home, which was laughable considering he had no home here. The moment I saw him step out, dressed in a crisp black shirt and slacks as if he were attending a business meeting instead of setting foot in enemy territory, my mood soured even further.I didn’t trust him. Not even for a second. And I was starting to wonder why I ever gave him the alliance in the first place.Then I remembered that I had done it in exchange of Kayla.I descended the steps of the palace, my posture rigid as I met him in the courtyard. The guards were on high alert, positioned around the perimeter, watching his every move. Logan stood at my side, his arms crossed and his expression unreadable, but I could feel his impatience radiating off him.Xavier took his time surveying his surroundings before his gaze shifted—up, toward the highest tower of the pal