Kailey’s POVThe room felt colder than usual, though I was sure it wasn’t just the temperature. The chains on my wrists and ankles had long since become unbearable, but the sight of Ezekiel walking into the courtroom made me feel lighter, just for a moment.But that moment faded quickly. I watched his face, searching for something—reassurance, determination, anything that told me he was here to save me. Instead, I saw hesitation, conflict.I couldn’t breathe.He stood there, tall and imposing, his presence commanding the attention of everyone in the room. The sentinel announced him, and the crowd whispered, their voices a mix of awe and curiosity.But I didn’t care about any of them. My eyes were locked on him, and his on me.For a fleeting second, I thought I saw pain in his eyes, the Ezekiel I knew breaking through the stoic mask he wore. But then he turned away, his gaze hardening as he addressed the elders.“Do you, as the future Alpha of this pack, think Kailey is guilty of the crimes
Kailey’s POVThe words rang in my ears like a death knell.“Kailey is hereby declared guilty of seducing the future Alpha, Ezekiel. For this crime, she is banished from the pack and sentenced to be killed upon sight should she return.”I froze, unable to comprehend the gravity of the Elder’s decree. The silence that followed was deafening, broken only by the sound of my shallow breathing.I turned my eyes toward Ezekiel, desperate for some sign that he would speak up, that he would fight for me. His face was a mask of shock, his lips slightly parted as if he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard. But he didn’t move. He didn’t say a word.“Ezekiel,” I croaked, my voice trembling. “Please, tell them the truth. Tell them this isn’t true.”He met my eyes briefly, and I saw the conflict there—the battle he was fighting within himself. But instead of stepping forward, instead of saying anything, he lowered his gaze, his silence cutting deeper than any blade ever could.The Elder continued as if I
Kailey’s POV“Someone… Someone tried to kill me,” I gasped, clutching my injured arm. My vision blurred, and I felt myself swaying. “They were here. They had a knife.”The other guard knelt beside me, his expression grim. “We were sent to get you out of here.”“You’re getting me out?” I asked, my voice shaky and laced with suspicion. My arm throbbed, blood still oozing from the gash left by the assassin. “Why now? Who sent you?”The taller of the two guards glanced over his shoulder at the open door. His face was hidden by the shadow of his helmet, but his tone was urgent. “Someone wants you dead. If we don’t move, they’ll try again. Do you want to live here or stay here and die?”“I want to live,” I replied, though doubt clouded my thoughts. “But how do I know you’re not just taking me somewhere else to finish the job?”The shorter guard exhaled sharply, clearly running out of patience. “We don’t have time for your paranoia. If we wanted you dead, you wouldn’t have survived this long.”I h
Kailey’s POV“Shit!” I shouted, my voice echoing through the dense forest as the rabbit ran into the underbrush. My stomach growled loudly, a reminder of my failure.“Damn it,” I muttered, frustration bubbling over. “If it wasn’t for this stupid leg…” I glanced down at the bandage I’d wrapped hastily around the deep cut on my thigh. Blood had seeped through the fabric again, staining it dark red.It had been three days since I fled the pack. Three days since Ezekiel betrayed me, and his father’s assassin tried to end my life. And now here I was, living in a damp cave, scrounging for food like some primitive human.I adjusted the crude sling I’d made to carry my meager catch for the day—a few squirrels and a small bird. Not exactly a feast, but it was better than nothing. Survival was all that mattered now.The sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the forest floor as I made my way back to the cave. The spring air carried a chill, and I could feel the first stirrings of the
Kailey’s POVMy eyes fluttered open slowly. The first thing I noticed was the sweet, comforting aroma of porridge wafting into my nose. It was such a stark contrast to the cold, blood-stained forest I’d passed out in that my mind reeled in confusion.Where am I? I thought groggily. The last thing I remembered was being chased to the brink of death by that monstrous beast. I had no idea who had saved me, where they had taken me, or if I was even safe now.I looked around, blinking as my vision adjusted to the soft morning light streaming in through small cracks in the walls. The hut I was in was small but surprisingly cozy. The roof was made of tightly woven thatch, and the walls were constructed from wooden planks that seemed patched together with care. The floor was earthen, smooth, and swept clean, and there was a faint, earthy smell mingling with the sweetness of the porridge.Near the corner of the room stood a roughly carved wooden table with a single chair. On the table was a small
Kailey’s POVI was so scared that I started shaking, my heart thudding so loud I was sure it would burst from my chest. My legs felt like jelly, and I struggled to keep my breathing steady. "Please let Elyra be okay," I whispered to no one but the silent tent around me. Guilt gnawed at me—I had brought this beast to her doorstep, a danger she never asked for. How could I forgive myself if she didn’t survive?Outside, the growls and snarls of the beast had been terrifying. The sound of arrows slicing through the air and the echo of Elyra’s battle cries chilled me. Then, suddenly, it all stopped. No growling, no shouting, just a deafening silence that made the hairs on my neck stand on end.I swallowed hard, dread curling in my stomach. What has happened? I thought, gripping the edge of the bed tightly. Please don’t let Elyra be dead.Summoning my courage, I slowly stood up. My legs protested, still shaky from fear, but I couldn’t just sit there doing nothing. Step by cautious step, I appr
Kailey’s POVThe first few months with Elyra were nothing short of magical. Despite her mysterious behaviors and quiet ways, she had a calming presence that made me feel safe. I didn’t know much about her, but she never pried into my past. That was a relief. For the first time in what felt like forever, I was beginning to feel like myself again.Two months had passed since I found myself in her care. Two months of learning, healing, and slowly finding joy in life again. I was stronger now, my wounds almost fully healed. The guilt and fear that had clung to me like a dark cloud were starting to dissipate. Elyra’s hut, hidden deep in the woods, was more peaceful than any place I had ever known. No pack politics, no betrayals, just the quiet sounds of nature and Elyra’s steady guidance.She’d become more than a savior; she was like a mother to me. A guide. A friend.“My little hunter,” Elyra’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. She stood in the doorway, a smirk tugging at her lips.I turne
Kailey’s POVSince Elyra told me about the pregnancy, I’ve been in shock. Days passed, and I couldn’t bring myself to talk or even eat. My stomach growled from hunger, but I ignored it. The knot of emotions inside me was too tight, too heavy to untangle.Elyra had been patient, but I could see the worry in her eyes each time she glanced at me. She left me alone most of the time, respecting my silence. Still, I could hear her moving around the hut, the clinking of pots, the soft hum of her voice as she prepared food or worked on her weapons.But I stayed in my small corner, curled up on the rough bed. The weight of my thoughts crushed me. How will I survive this? I thought, over and over. Elyra has done so much for me already. How can I bring a child into this mess?Tears rolled down my cheeks as I stared at the ceiling. The more I thought about it, the more hopeless it felt. My mind wouldn’t stop replaying the past: the betrayal, the banishment, Ezekiel turning his back on me.Suddenly, I
Kailey’s POV"Alpha Ezekiel, I'm so happy for you. Finally, you have a son who will continue your legacy."Alpha Darius raised his glass, and I met his cheers with my own. The clink of our glasses echoed through the great hall, filled with the voices of powerful Alphas gathered for Auren’s coronation."Yeah, that was perfect," I said with a nod.Darius chuckled, leaning in slightly. "I just hope your new heir will continue the good relationship we’ve all kept through the years. You know how these young ones can be. Always eager to prove themselves."I smirked, taking a sip of my drink. "Sure, why not? He will. I trust him. He will be perfect. Though he's still very young, I know he will do his best."More Alphas began to approach, one after the other, congratulating me as they lifted their glasses. The air was filled with laughter and hushed conversations, everyone exchanging pleasantries and well wishes."Ezekiel, my friend," Alpha Tobias called as he clapped me on the back. "Tonight
Kailey’s POVToday, a lot of Alphas were going to be around. The full coronation of my son, Auren, was today, and I was so happy. I was fully ready and dressed up. Elyra helped me with my dress even as she was telling me that there shouldn’t be any fight between me and Cecilia today.“I didn’t promise anything,” I muttered, adjusting my necklace.Elyra gave me a side-eye. “Kailey…”I smirked. “Yeah, yeah. As long as Cecilia don’t step on my toes, I’m gonna be good.”Elyra folded her arms. “You’re always the one finding trouble.”I turned to her, raising an eyebrow. “Me? Finding trouble? Elyra, be for real.”She sighed. “You don’t even see it, do you?”“I see plenty.” I smirked, checking my reflection. “I see that I look damn good. I see that my son is about to be crowned. And I see that if Cecilia breathes wrong today, I just might—”Elyra groaned, cutting me off. “Kailey! This is Auren’s day. Can you, for once, not start a war?”I chuckled. “I’m not starting anything.”She gave me a
Kailey’s POVWhy isn’t this soup spicy?” I said even as I tasted the soup the maids were preparing for dinner.“My Queen… it’s—”“Your what?!” I cut her short, my voice sharp. “Don’t call me that. Call me the Luna.”“But—”“Are you trying to question me?” I shot back at the maid.“Sorry, Luna,” she said quickly, lowering her head.“Better. Now make sure this soup is spicy and not this trash you are cooking,” I snapped, turning to walk out of the kitchen. But as I reached the doorway, I paused.Cecilia was standing there, her arms folded, watching me with amusement. And then, she laughed.I narrowed my eyes. “What’s so funny?”Cecilia smirked. “What makes you think you are the Luna?”I tilted my head, my lips curling into a smile. “Oh, don’t worry about that. In no time, I will personally kick you out.”She arched an eyebrow. “Oh? And how exactly do you plan to do that?”I stepped closer, my voice low and firm. “All I need to do is prove you were the one behind my son’s murder.”Cecili
Kailey’s POV"Nothing," I said easily, flashing another smile."Bullshit," Auren grumbled.Ezekiel leaned forward, resting his arms on the table. "Kailey, I know you. You were ready to tear this whole plan apart five seconds ago. Now you’re just… agreeing? That’s not how you work."I shrugged, tilting my head. "Maybe I had a change of heart."Auren laughed. "You don’t have a heart.""That’s rude." I smirked."That’s the truth," Ezekiel replied, his eyes still locked on me. He was studying me, trying to read me like a book with torn pages.I kept my face smooth. If they even got a hint of what I was thinking, it would ruin everything."Look," I sighed loudly, tapping my nails against the table. "We all want the same thing, don’t we? This curse broken. That’s why we’re even having this damn talk.""Yeah," Ezekiel said slowly, still wary."And this is the only way?" I asked, trying to sound hesitant."You know it is," Auren said."Then I’m in," I said with certainty.Silence. Thick. Heav
Kailey’s POVHow fucking annoying it is to actually wake up to a text from Ezekiel.Meet me at the eating by 9 a.m. with Auren. Don’t be late! Who the hell does this fool think he’s talking to? I slid my phone onto the table and lay back down. I didn’t even know when I dozed off yesterday. I was so tired and scared that I just crashed, and now I wake up to this buzzing sound? So crazy. “Another crazy morning in this hell of a pack,” I mumbled, looking at the ceiling. I reached for my phone again to check the time. It was almost 8:30 a.m. I groaned, wondering whether I should even bother going to the diner. My wolf stirred, growling lowly, her way of nudging me to get moving. You should go. “Why? So he can piss me off even more?” I asked aloud. You know why. You care. I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, deep down, I still love Ezekiel so much. But what he did in the past? It’s always fresh in my mind. Every damn time I see him, I feel that pain. And it pisses me off so bad. Sometimes, I fe
Ezekiel’s POVJames’s eyes widened slightly, but he didn’t reply. “Alpha,” he said slowly. “I… I think you need to address this head-on. Call a meeting. Confront Remus and the others. Show them you’re still in control.”I scoffed. “Oh, that’ll go well,” I said lightly. “What am I supposed to say? That my house is in shambles but they should still believe me? That my son publicly insulted me, and my Luna and ex-Luna are locked in a power struggle, but I’ve got everything under control?” “You don’t have to say all that,” he answered, his tone calm. “But you do need to remind them of who you are. Of what you’ve done for this pack and the Alliance. They’ve forgotten, Ezekiel. And if you let this continue, they’ll change the story entirely.” I rubbed a hand over my face, tiredness sinking deep in my bones. He’s right, you know, my wolf said, his tone softer this time. You’ve been so focused on keeping the peace that you’ve forgotten how to lead. Maybe it’s time to tell them. And yourse
Ezekiel’s POVAs it stood right now, I was really losing it. Like, I was way too tired of everything. The feast Cecilia told me to plan? A fucking mess. Like, what the fuck? How can a fourteen-year-old boy talk back to me and Cecilia like that? Like, what the fuck?It shocked me to the highest level.You fucking caused all this for yourself.I could hear my wolf’s voice in my head, sharp and cutting, like he was enjoying my misery.“How did I?” I muttered under my breath, dragging my hands through my hair as I paced the room.You let Kailey down years ago, and you think nemesis won’t catch up with you?“You must be joking,” I growled back at him, my anger boiling over. “I have paid for my mistakes. Why the fuck is all this still happening to me?”Paid? Oh, please. You’ve barely scratched the top of what you owe, Ezekiel. And if you’re not careful, Auren is going to become something you’ll regret.“Fuck!” I snapped, striking my hand into the wall. My chest heaved as I tried to calm my
Kailey’s POV“She’s not my Luna anymore!” he roared, his voice cracking with frustration. “I told you that already. I—”“Oh, really?” I interrupted, stepping closer to him. “Because it sure as hell sounded like you were defending her just now. ‘My Luna this, my Luna that.’ Which is it, Ezekiel? Is she your Luna or not?”He opened his mouth to respond but closed it again, his jaw tightening as he struggled to find the words. I shook my head, laughing bitterly.“That’s what I thought,” I said, my voice cold. “You can’t even make up your mind. And you want to come in here and yell at my son for speaking his truth? For standing up to that conniving bitch?”“Don’t call her that,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous.“Why not?” I challenged, crossing my arms. “That’s exactly what she is. And you know it. You just don’t want to admit it because it’s easier to keep pretending everything is fine. Well, guess what, Ezekiel? It’s not fine. It’s never been fine. And your precious Cecilia? She
Kailey’s POVI wanted to go and check on Ezekiel, but I didn’t dare. I knew right now he was really angry, so ignoring him felt like the best thing to do. Auren was in his room, and I told myself I’d go meet him instead. I guessed he was just frustrated—I know how much all this must weigh on him. As I walked down the hallway, I caught sight of Cecilia coming out of one of the rooms. She looked like she’d eaten something sour, her face all twisted and angry. Seeing her like that made a smile creep onto my face. I was so happy about what happened earlier that I couldn’t help myself. Cecilia turned, her sharp look locking onto mine. She noticed the grin on my face and stopped in her tracks, her eyes sharpening. “What’s funny?” she snapped, her voice cold and sharp. I crossed my arms, leaning slightly against the wall as I tilted my head at her. “What isn’t funny?” I said with a laugh. “You, Cecilia. You are the joke of the night. A self-acclaimed Luna, made to look stupid by a fourte