Avery’s Point of ViewI walked into the house, barely acknowledging anyone, as what happened earlier today with the Alpha flashed through my mind. ‘Why’s he behaving as if we are mates?’ I thought as I walked further into the house. I thought one only gets a mate once in a lifetime. I was still in my oceans of thoughts when Laura snapped her fingers in my face, “A penny for your thought”, she said with a smile. I scratched my head in embarrassment as my cheeks took on a slight shade of red.“Erm… It’s nothing serious, I was just…..”, I paused as I took in my surroundings, how come i was just noticing this?“What’s the occasion?”, I asked, quickly changing the topic.“Tonight is the yearly celebration held in the pack,” Laura said, her face lighting up with enthusiasm. “It’s one of the biggest events we have, and everyone looks forward to it. There’s music, dancing, and lots of food. It’s the perfect time for everyone to unwind.”I nodded slowly, unsure why she seemed so excited about
Avery’s Point of ViewAs I raised my head, my cheek still stinging from the slap, my gaze locked onto her Maya, the same nuisance from the boutique. She stood before me, her lips curled into a self-satisfied smirk as she crossed her arms, clearly reveling in her perceived victory.“You,” she said, her tone dripping with malice. “We meet again. This time, you’ll pay for humiliating me back then.”The sting on my cheek and her audacious words only fueled my anger. I straightened my posture, letting a slow, mocking smile spread across my lips.“Are you still on about the boutique?” I asked, my tone light but laced with sarcasm. Then, with deliberate slowness, I added, “Or is it the live recording of you in your undies? Maybe it’s the part where you fell flat on your face? Or could it be when you tried to steal my dress?”Maya’s confident smirk faltered, and she began to glance nervously at the crowd forming around us. Murmurs rippled through the gathering as people whispered to one anoth
Avery’s Point of ViewKaiden’s gaze didn’t waver, and I felt myself getting lost in it. Panic bubbled inside me. Before he could say another word, I blurted, “I need some air. Excuse me.”Without waiting for a response, I turned and hurried out of the hall, my heart pounding in my chest. I found myself in the garden, the cool night air offering a momentary reprieve. I walked deeper into the garden, past the neatly trimmed hedges and blooming flowers, searching for a quiet place where I wouldn’t be easily found.Leaning against a tree, I tried to catch my breath. “What’s wrong with you?” I muttered to myself, scolding my reflection in a nearby fountain’s water. “Why did you suddenly feel speechless and breathless around him?”I paced, shaking my head as if to rid myself of the memory of his gaze. “Get it together, Avery,” I said firmly, but my cheeks still felt hot.“Running away from me?”The deep, familiar voice made me jump. Whirling around, I found myself face-to-face with Kaiden.
Avery’s Point of ViewAs I bolted out of the garden, my breath coming in ragged gasps, I barely noticed the darkened path ahead of me. My only focus was putting as much distance as possible between myself and the intoxicating presence of Kaiden.But then I collided with something or rather, someone.“Sorry,” I muttered, not even looking up as I tried to keep moving.A firm hand grabbed my wrist, stopping me in my tracks. “Wait,” a soft yet familiar voice said.I froze, my heart still racing as the person turned me to face them. My breath hitched the moment I saw her.“Avery?” she gasped, her eyes widening in recognition.It took a moment for my own shock to subside, but as I took in the woman standing before me, realization dawned. “Aliyah?” I whispered, my voice filled with disbelief. “Is it really you?”A wide smile spread across her face as she nodded. “It’s me!”I blinked, momentarily lost for words. Aliyah had been one of the very few people in the Krypta Clan who had ever truly
Avery’s Point of ViewJust as I was about to move from where I stood, my name rang out in the quiet night.“Avery!”I turned, startled, to see Laura’s face come into view. She was jogging toward me, her expression a mix of concern and relief. “I’ve been looking for you! Where have you been?”For a moment, I froze, my face heating as the memory of Kaiden’s intoxicating presence flashed in my mind. The way his touch lingered, the intensity in his eyes, it all came rushing back, and I knew my flushed cheeks betrayed me.“I…. uh, I was out here for some fresh air,” I stammered, hoping the dim light would hide my reddening face.Laura raised an eyebrow but didn’t push. Instead, she sighed, falling into step beside me. “I saw what happened earlier,” she said softly. “I’m sorry you had to face Maya.”“It’s fine,” I replied quickly, shrugging it off even though the encounter still stung. Maya’s venomous words were nothing new, nothing compared to what I had faced, but they still had a way of
Avery’s Point of ViewAliyah took a deep breath, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Avery… your father is dead.”The words hit me like a physical blow, and for a moment, the world seemed to tilt on its axis. My grip on her hand tightened as my breath caught in my throat. “What…?” I whispered, the single word filled with disbelief.Aliyah nodded, her own tears threatening to spill. “I’m so sorry, Avery. I didn’t know how else to tell you.”My vision blurred as the truth sank in, and a deep, gut-wrenching grief overwhelmed me.Even though he had been far from the best father, distant and strict to the point of cruelty at times, he was still my father. The news of his death weighed on me heavily, and I found myself grappling with emotions I didn’t fully understand.Aliyah’s hand remained on mine, offering silent comfort. “Avery,” she said softly, breaking the silence. “I know your relationship with him wasn’t easy and far from the best, but losing a parent… it’s never simple.”I nod
Maya’s Point of View“Arghh!” I screamed, my voice echoing off the walls as I grabbed the nearest bottle from my vanity table and hurled it across the room. The glass shattered against the wall, the sharp sound only fueling the fire raging in my chest. I didn’t stop there. One by one, I swept everything off the vanity, perfumes, brushes, and jewelry sending them clattering to the floor.How could he? How dare he?My breath came in short, furious bursts as I paced the room, my fists clenched so tightly that my nails dug painfully into my palms. The scene from the party played over and over in my mind like a nightmare I couldn’t escape. Kaiden, my Kaiden, had humiliated me in front of everyone, because of her.That lowlife. That nobody.I gritted my teeth, my jaw aching from the pressure as I fought to contain the whirlwind of emotions tearing me apart. “He made me kneel,” I muttered under my breath, the memory igniting a fresh wave of fury. “In front of everyone… for her.”Who the hell
Maya’s Point of ViewThe world seemed to shatter around me.I stumbled back, my knees giving out as I fell to the ground. My breath came in shallow gasps, my vision blurring with disbelief. My mind screamed that this wasn’t real, that it couldn’t be.‘He’s never kissed me’The thought was like poison, seeping through my veins as a bitter memory surfaced.It was months ago, in Kaiden’s chambers. I’d gone there under the pretense of spending the night with him. I’d thought that maybe, finally, we could be closer, that he might see me the way I’d always wanted him to.I had leaned in, my heart racing, desperate for a kiss, a connection. But before our lips could meet, he pushed me away, his expression cold and unyielding.“Don’t.” His voice was harsh, almost cruel. “I don’t want this, Maya.”The sting of rejection had burned, but his next words cut even deeper.“You should leave.”The memory was like a slap in the face, bringing me back to the present. My gaze snapped back to the stables
Avery’s Point of ViewI glared at him, my cheeks heating. “I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what’s really going on, Kaiden. You can’t just kiss me senseless and then throw me into some secret hideout!”His smirk widened, and he leaned closer, his face inches from mine. “First of all, I didn’t throw you anywhere. And second, if you really wanted to stay here, you wouldn’t have melted into my arms like butter just now.”My mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. “Y-you…..”“Yes, me,” he interrupted, his voice dripping with amusement. “Now, are you coming willingly, or should I find something to dress you in myself?”I froze, my face heating so fast I was surprised I didn’t spontaneously combust. “You wouldn’t dare.”His grin was wicked, and his silver eyes sparkled with mischief. “Try me.”“You’re insufferable!” I snapped, grabbing the nearest pillow and whacking him with it.He didn’t even flinch, only laughed as he caught the pillow and tossed it aside. “You’ve got t
Avery’s Point of ViewThe attack had been relentless. When the rogues surrounded me, snarling and snapping their jaws, I had accepted my fate. My wolf was too weak to surface, my body too battered to resist. I thought I would die.But then… he appeared.The Alpha King.Kaiden.Even now, as I stared at him, I couldn’t believe he had been the one to save me, to carry me away from death. Not only had he saved me, but here he was, sitting by my bedside, taking care of me like I was someone precious.I stared at him as he massaged my feet with skilled, gentle hands, his large, calloused hands moving with expert precision. His touch was firm yet soothing, making my muscles relax despite the chaos still rattling in my mind. His thumbs pressed into the arch of my foot. My head fell back against the pillow, and before I realized it, a soft moan escaped my lips.His low chuckle snapped me out of my haze. “Careful with the noise, Snowy,” he teased, his emerald eyes sparkling with amusement.My f
Sophia’s Point of View“Mama,” I said softly, my voice trembling.Cheryl looked up, her red-rimmed eyes meeting mine. She didn’t say a word, just opened her arms. I rushed to her, falling to my knees and burying my face in her lap.“I miss him so much,” I whispered, my tears soaking into the fabric of her dress. “Dad was the best father in the whole world.”Cheryl ran her fingers through my hair, her own silent tears falling onto my head. “He was,” she murmured. “He was everything to us, Sophia. He gave his life for this pack… for us. And now he’s gone.”Mark let out a bitter laugh, his voice cracking. “Funny how the pack mourns him so much, but when Avery died, no one cared. No tears, no grief. They were happy she was gone. It’s not fair.”I lifted my head, glaring at him. “Don’t you dare compare them,” I snapped. “Avery was weak, a burden to the pack. Dad was a hero. Don’t you dare put them in the same sentence.”Mark’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t argue. Instead, he looked away, hi
Sophia’s Point of ViewI stormed into my room, slamming the door behind me, the sound echoing through the silent hallway. My chest heaved with anger, my claws itching to tear something apart. Anything. Anyone.I sank onto the couch, burying my face in my hands as my mind raced. Ever since Avery left the pack, no, ever since she was forced to leave, Julian had been different. Distant. Cold. Detached. It was as though a part of him had been buried with her absence, leaving me to deal with the shell of the man I thought I knew.I clenched my fists, the sharp points of my nails pressing into my palms. I was strong, powerful, everything Avery had never been. She was a soft, fragile thing, barely able to hold her wolf together most of the time. Julian needed strength in his Luna, and I had given him that. I had worked for it, sacrificed for it, bled for it.And yet, even in death, she was coming between us.“Why?” I muttered to myself, my voice trembling with a mix of rage and disbelief. “
Julian’s Point of ViewI couldn’t take it anymore. The sight of the ruins, the devastation, the ghosts of my mistakes, each one clawed at me, suffocating me with guilt. My legs felt like lead as I turned away from the shattered remnants of my pack and headed back to my house. The walk felt like an eternity, the silence deafening except for the whisper of the wind and the echoes of Dexter’s sharp words in my mind.By the time I reached the confines of my room, I was utterly drained. My body ached, not just from exhaustion but from the weight of everything pressing down on me. I sat heavily on the bed, my elbows resting on my knees as I buried my face in my hands. My mind wouldn’t stop spinning, replaying every decision, every failure, every face I’d lost.With a deep sigh, I lay back on the bed and closed my eyes, hoping for even a moment of peace.Minutes passed. Or maybe it was hours, I couldn’t tell anymore. I was teetering on the edge of unconsciousness when I felt the bed dip. M
Julian’s Point of ViewThe wind howled through the desolate fields, carrying with it the stench of death and decay that clung to everything like a curse. I stood in the heart of the devastation, my chest tightening as I looked at what remained of my once-thriving pack.The vibrant greenery that once symbolized life and strength was gone, replaced by charred earth and skeletal remains of trees. Every step I took on the scorched ground was a grim reminder of the destruction I had brought upon my people.The packhouses that had once stood tall, filled with laughter and warmth, were now nothing but crumbling ruins. Their walls, blackened by fire, seemed to mourn the lives lost within them. I walked through the remnants of what used to be home, my boots crunching against shards of glass and splinters of wood. The air was thick, suffocating, heavy with despair.“How did it come to this?” I murmured, my voice barely audible over the howling wind.‘You know how, Julian,’ Dexter growled in my
Kaiden’s Point of ViewThe memory played vividly in my mind, starting with Avery. The moment I brought her home and laid her in my chambers, tending to her wounds, I knew I couldn’t delay. Once she was stable, I left her to rest and made my way to the dungeon.The rogue had been barely conscious when I arrived, his body slumped against the wall, his shoulders brutally disfigured where his arms had been severed. His blood had pooled beneath him, but his eyes still held a flicker of defiance.I stepped into the cell, my boots clicking against the stone floor as I approached him. He looked up at me, trying to muster a sneer, but his pain betrayed him.“Who sent you?” I asked, my tone calm, almost conversational.The rogue said nothing, his jaw tightening as if to steel himself against what was coming.I chuckled, low and dark. “It seems like you've forgotten who I am?” I leaned closer, locking eyes with him. “I am the Alpha King. I don’t need to try to get the information out of you. But
Kaiden’s Point of ViewAs soon as Caspian and Laura left, the room felt quieter, almost too still. Avery shifted slightly in my lap, her movements hesitant, like she wasn’t sure if she should be there. Then, with a soft sigh, she tried to stand.I tightened my grip around her waist, gently pulling her back down. “Stay put, Snowy,” I murmured, my voice low but firm.Her body stiffened for a moment, but then she sighed again, this time in reluctant obedience. She settled back against me, though her posture was still a bit stiff. I smirked at how hard she was trying not to appear comfortable.After a moment, she turned her head to look up at me, her eyes filled with curiosity. “Why didn’t you just go after her?” she asked, her tone cautious but inquisitive. “You know she’s the culprit. Why not end it now?”I tilted my head slightly, studying her. The way she spoke, so earnestly, so unaware of the complexity of power and strategy, made her seem both naïve and endearing. I allowed a small
Kaiden’s Point of ViewAvery sat across from me, her fragile frame wrapped in a thick blanket, her pale skin glowing under the dim light of my chamber. To anyone else, she might have looked frail, but to me, she had never seemed more radiant. Her silken hair cascaded down her back like strands of starlight, tempting me to reach out and let my fingers tangle in its softness.But I held back.She wasn’t ready. She had yet to acknowledge me as her mate, and I didn’t want to do anything that might scare her away. So, instead, I clenched my fists and listened intently as she recounted her ordeal with the rogues, her voice soft but steady.The more she spoke, the harder it became to maintain my composure. The thought of anyone laying a hand on her made my blood boil. My wolf growled low in my chest, demanding retribution. But I forced myself to remain calm for her sake.“…and then I passed out, I don’t know what happened after that,” she finished, her hands trembling slightly as she rested