A few days turned into three and then five. Aiden showed up every evening after that day. It's something I also suspect Zeke put him up to. He comes over with takeouts for dinner most of the time, but today, I want to do something different. I've officially started my shifts at the café, and it's been good. I was worried sick about Zeke, but now I've gotten used to being home alone. Of course, there's Taz living a few metres from Zeke's, but his home will always remind me of the hell underneath it. I'd rather stay here and worry about the journals I steal—technically, borrow—from Zeke's shelf. I'm on book number four already. Jai-Blynn led me to Spotify while YouTube was a personal discovery. Well, Frida has talked about the app a lot, but I decided on weaving my way around the kitchen and making dinner today. On that boat, Drusila welcomed me with clam soup. It's significant to me and that's why it's the first thing on my mind I want to try out. Aiden's not all mean as he present
"Won't your actress get the wrong idea, though?" I scrunch my lips, still crossing my arms. I play this card so well because I do not have an answer for him. It would have been a straight yes without my stalling, and that goes against every point I've made in this living room tonight. "Say that again." Zeke's tone is flat, and he's warning me with his eyes as well. I just do not know what threat to expect. It's not written on there. I can't find the words. It irks me. He still has his eyes focused only on me. I tap my foot on the ground in frustration because I do not want to give him the satisfaction of watching me not say it. "Whatever." I mutter after a pause, rolling my eyes and exiting the living room. I head straight for my room when he doesn't call me back. It's also surprising Aiden has been up here longer than is normal. I shove my door open, walk towards my closet and pull out the first dress my hand feels. I toss it over my bed and walk up to my dresser. In between t
We arrive at three am. There's a limo waiting for us at the airport where we land. I notice the drying puddles as we walk through the tarmac and climb into the car a minute later. After successfully sleeping throughout the ride here, I take in everything with owl eyes. It's mostly pitch black, except street lights and a few other lights coming from buildings we see on our way out of the airport. Zeke's taking his rest only now. He didn't sleep the entire way here, and I can't help but wonder what he's up to. We are on the road for another half-hour until the limo drives us into an establishment and stops in the building's underground parking lot. I shake his shoulder, whispering. "Zeke. We are here." He looks peaceful while sleeping, but he stirs in his sleep and opens his eyes. Zeke plants his dark stare on me. Then he throws his head back and releases a sigh. He says nothing as he climbs out of the car quickly and comes around to open my door. "Take my arm." He orders softly w
ZEKE: Watching the sunrise in this city and on this spot is the most enthralling thing I've ever seen. It's beautiful as it fills the sky with pink, orange, and purple hues. It's like a cheat code to seeing the other side of reality through a two-minute lasting lens that makes everything so much better. The woman at my side's competing with nature right now. Her smile and the way her eyes light up as she experiences the view define beauty. I'm happy I've given her something more than pain. I knew she would be trouble from the moment I set my eyes on her through the darkness in her room at Red Valley. She would come into my life and make me say things I shouldn't mean. I kept telling her I'm not a monster. I said I care and I shouldn't mean these things. It's scary to know I do. Marelyn must flee from the damage that is me. I swore I won't cause her pain again after finding her in the woods held captive by those witch sisters. I try to, but everything about her infuriates me these d
It feels like forever since I've seen him, and I want to flee. I want out. He can't be the one standing before me right now. He just can't. I may have cared for Jai-Blynn, but this is different. My wolf responds differently, too. She's nursing a broken heart, and still yearning because he's my alpha. My mate. I notice his black hair looks longer, and he's grown a stubble. Chase seems a lot older and rougher on the edges, but his eyes are still like I remember them. "Mare, I've turned the universe upside down looking for you." Hearing his voice makes me crumble-this is a nightmare. This entire trip was a mistake. I harden my stare. "What are you doing here, Chase?" He looks surprised by my question, like I'm crazy to even ask him something like that. After all, he just declared how much he cared. I maintain a poker face, letting him know it's definitely not rosy between us. I still have all the memories locked up inside me. The disrespect I faced because of his infidelity with my
Everything else goes by in a blur. I end up sleeping alone in the penthouse that night and the next morning, I'm on the private jet alone with Drusila. Aiden and Zeke seem to have other scores to settle in Los Angeles. I can't stop thinking about last night. We crossed a boundary we shouldn't have crossed, and I have a bad feeling about it. They are literally all I can think about. His kisses, which are supposed to be—which are bad for me. Drusila breaks through my thoughts on our drive home. "Are you okay?" I stare blankly at her for a moment. I want to nod when the words roll out of their own volition. "What really happened to Scarlett Burns?" She doesn't expect my question, but I need to know the truth. Trusting blindly has helped no one, including me. Drusila hesitates and I don't know if I should take that as something bad. I think it's bad. I swear it is. "Marelyn." She sighs. "It's not my place to tell you what happened. Let's respect the Alpha's grief." Grief? I scof
*********************** ZEKE: Like the woods, I heard her calling me. I just returned from my travel with Aiden when it happened. The pack's Zeta tagged along because soon there will be a pack gathering, which he must attend. I saw what was happening in front of the café and immediately I jumped in to save her, especially when I glimpsed her intention to act. This is all my fault. I shouldn't have let her go out there on her own. I shouldn't have let her out of my sight. Drusila comes into my study as I'm pacing in front of my desk. "She's asleep now." I sigh, still pacing about the room, thinking hard about my next step. But my thoughts surprise me. I remember holding hands with Marelyn throughout the ride back, and it felt so natural. I've been staring in horror at my hands since then. Whatever happened in L.A stayed in L.A. Nothing prepared me for these heightened sparks between us. I want to protect her and do more for her, but I also want to
I'm staring at Marelyn's father in the flesh. The past sure has grown legs. First, it was Chase Erickson. Now Ivan Everdeen has paid me a visit, one I do not take likely. I snarl at his way of seeking me out. Ambushing me and trying to hold me down with a few silver wolves. Ivan doesn't know what I am yet. They know the rogue Alpha is powerful, but they are probably thinking their measly silver blood will make me tremble. "I haven't gone to see my daughter because I'm honouring our deal first," Ivan says, coming forward. The black cloak hanging off his shoulders tails him. "How noble of you." I don't take my eyes away from him, and I can tell my granite stare makes him uncomfortable. "I want my daughter back." There's fear in his eyes. He fears I will refuse his demand and he will have to return to Carodia without the daughter he sold off. I chuckle. I chuckle so hard I almost choke on the sounds resonating in my throat. "It's too late for that." Ivan grimaces and raises his
I'm standing at the window edge of a hallway in the fortress. Everyone that passes greets their Alpha with a bow. Today is the exertion of the verdict I passed over all those involved in my mother's death. I took her skull down from where it was hung and finally gave her a befitting burial. Chantria Van Acker, after being tried for my mother's death and King Nikolai's death, was sentenced to death. Her execution is today, and Zane doesn't try to stop it. I knew he went to see her one last time at the dungeons last night, but she's his mother. Will that ever be enough? Hours later, Aiden hands me a platter. I open it and find Chantrias head. The last thing I can do for my mother is to replace her skull with that of the person who put her there. I tell him where to leave the human head until it decomposes, and only a skull is left. My brother stops by to see me in my chambers that evening. He doesn't seem angry that I had given the order for her death. She had killed Father, too. It
ZEKE Again, fire and water will stand against each other. I don't know what the outcome of this fight will be. In my head, I know what I want, but I can't tell exactly what my brother is thinking. It was his idea to do this. I'm not so sure why I even agreed. Revenge doesn't matter anymore. Once I looked into my daughter's eyes, all the pain I felt melted away. I healed. Mare couldn't let go of me all through the night. She was stuck to me like glue because she feared this moment. She feared losing me. My life is finally coming together. I fear losing it, too. The arena roars wild. The entire wolf lands are watching King Nikolai's sons make history. I'm already a record breaker, and he's their king. This fight will have them all at the edge of their seats. The gong goes off and shirtless as we are, dressed in nothing but shorts we fight to the death. I cast an illusion of a cloud over his head, and constant rain falls on only him in the arena. Zane is furious that I'm drenching
KYRA I'm storming into his chambers in Moon Wood's fortress. I just learnt the news of a battle between legacies. There are only two legacies I know apart from evil Jai-Blynn. All of Carodia believes the king has gone mad for wanting to fight his brother, who took down an entire pack and turned them to dust. Zeke Van Acker has gained a name for himself in the city, but that is still far from my point. How could he do this to me? We talked the second our boat arrived at the harbour. Actually, we did less talking and more physical activities for the first few hours after meeting again. I was so sure Marelyn and I made the right choice after spending time with him again. My wolf couldn't stop pining for him, but it seems I'm the only one who felt that way. How could he do this us? Zane says after I barge in, "I know you are angry. Kyra, calm down—I can't believe they just let you walk through easily." "It's not news to anyone, including your other mates, that we are together, Zane.
"That child and I can't exist at the same time on this earth, Mare." "Why, Jai?" I frown, calculating the distance with my eyes. I make a jump for it and shield Kinna from his attack with my body. Summoning my powers, I struggle to get a hold of his mind, but the calibre of power coming out of him is not to be underestimated. Now I realise he wasn't kidding back then in that warehouse. "Your little bloodline powers won't work on me. But Mare, you are no longer my concern. Give me your champion, and you can walk away from this alive." I'm shocked that he's willing to bargain. There's something he knows that none of us do. Something that makes this moment more important to him than ever. I scream hard. "Never!" The force of my voice hits him, but he only staggers back by a step, and I had really mustered up strength with that move. How powerful is he really? "Angering me will only make the terms worse, Marelyn!" "You can kill me, but not my child, Jai. I will never let you touc
ZEKE A Day Earlier... I'm standing in front of the mirror, feeling for my now thick beards. It's a new look I've been sporting. Just yesterday, the action series I starred in aired, and the viewing ratings were through the roof. It's a hit. I've always had blockbusters where I starred as the villain, but never have I been portrayed from a protagonist's point of view in one of them. It's unreal. What's also unreal is what tomorrow is. I know Marelyn is due tomorrow. My chest tightens like every other time I've stared at the date or thought about it. I've been distant. I never showed up for our daughter, but it all got to a point where I considered myself unworthy of being in their lives. She may be happy in Carodia with her date from before. Maybe it fleshed into something more. I can't tell, but it's been bugging me at the back of my mind for months. Scarlett helped me understand what those random slip-ups meant over time. Everything is clear to me now. I stare at my reflection
I don't realise that the doorknob has come off. I stare at the piece in my hand. It broke off, but my mind is fixed on their conversation. She's dating now. It's been just two weeks, and she promised that wasn't goodbye. My jaw clenches impossibly in anger. Finding a new path. Bullshit! I block out their voices and lock myself in my study. I throw my head back over the headrest of the desk chair, blowing out my cheeks. So far, the day has been terrible. I'm nervous. I want to storm into Carodia the next second and restructure the idiot fling's face. She's mine. She's fucking mine! The broken doorknob sits on my desk because I don't know what to do with it yet. Suddenly, my mind is made up. I stand on my feet and head to my bedroom. I open my suitcase on my bed, swiping clothes off the rack in the walk-in closet and dropping them inside it. It's easy not to overthink it. But soon, there's a knock on the open door, calling my attention. Scarlett is holding the broken doorknob, eyein
I've been showing up for appointments with the pack doctor at Blue Silver for the past two weeks since I arrived. He's not who I used to know, and his name is Xavier Scythe. When Ava refused to take me in because of our last encounter, Xavier showed Kyra and I a roof over our head. He is also the next catch as Kyra put it. She wants me to take on his advances and use him to forget all about Zeke. I try. I actually put in effort. He knocks at my door and I open it with a bright smile on my face. "Xavier, how are you?" His hands are locked behind him as he says, "I'm good. How are you?" Xavier runs a nervous hand over his sleeked back long black hair. It's tied up because of how impressively long his hair is. Xavier is a real catch. He's tall and looks hard all over, like a man should, but I don't get that spark from looking at him or anyone else that's not Zeke. Maybe Kyra is right. My world does revolve around only him. "The Blue Silver carnival is coming up. Would you like a p
MARE I see how worried he is. I'm not saying he shouldn't be, but it's another cold truth. She's his forever. I'm the intruder, and I have no place here. We are at the hospital. Scarlett lost her wolf. She's like a human, so I guess that's why we are all concerned because she can't heal. Kyra says, "How can she do this? Overdosing because she wants attention. Jeez." "We don't know that." Drusila chips in from across the waiting room. We are the only ones here at the moment, but it's a hospital people can arrive at any time. Unfortunately, Kyra seems pissed about spending her night here. Zeke is with the doctor. "I'm going to grab a snack." I stand on my feet without glancing at any of them. They still remember how I just cried my eyes out because Zeke made his choice. Now I'm sitting here watching him care for someone else like I wish was only just for me. It's still pure torture. Kyra joins me at the vending machine. I get a chocolate bar while she gets a bag of cheetos. At
************************** My eyes crack open. Daylight shines into my room, but I'm still stuck in last night's pack gathering. Zeke wanted a son who would challenge Zane's throne. A female Alpha will never be accepted to lead Carodia. I'm sad for other reasons than Scarlett. My happy ending keeps drifting far and far away. I wonder if he's angry with me. If this will change everything. Maybe he will finally realise that he won't gain anything from me because I can't even give him a proper heir. I will love our daughter with everything in me because she's a product of our great love. I take a shower, anxious about joining the rest downstairs. Will they see me as a failure? I couldn't protect the first heir, and now I've given them a child they can't accept. A while later, I cross Kyra and Aiden in the hallway, just above the stairs. She spares a broad smile, looking over her shoulder at me. "Hey, Mare! I can't wait to meet our princess."