Katrina’s POVEvery ounce of oxygen left my form as his statement washed over me. I literally froze, every bone in my body unmoving and my heart beating too fast I hoped it wouldn't beat out of my chest.His gaze roamed over my face, observing every little detail and noting it to memory. I felt trapped by not only his arms but his irises too and the meaning in his statement.I gulped, eyes too wide for my face in shock and understanding. My fingers curled at my sides as shiver ran through me. For some seconds I wondered how his words could have such effect on me without him even touching me yet.The man was as ruthless and scary as I’d heard. Only the minutes I had spent in close proximity with him had told me that, so why was I feeling that way with him?“Choose your medicine wisely Katrina,” he murmured in a smirk which I was beginning to think was his signature look.“Hmmm?” He hummed when I didn't utter anything in response, another shudder running through me in the span of a minu
Katrina’s POV"Okay, which should I choose?" I asked no one else but myself as I stood, hands on hips, observing the dresses I had spread out on the mattress.Different designs and colors of dresses lay before me. The kind of dresses I had only seen on Amanda, Gina or other rich females back at Shaun's pack.Now the dresses were in my vision and all mine for whenever I wanted to wear them. It was evening and the sun had almost set completely, casting an orange hue in the sky.The clock read 5:23 pm and I had little over an hour to get ready. A maid had come over during my nap and informed me there would be an official dinner in the evening.I was a bit pained at the interruption thus it was the first time I had gotten to taking a nap. Amanda never let me catch a breather not to talk of having time to rest during the day.Sometimes even at night I wouldn't be able to as a result of pain and overthinking or most times the fear of Shaun coming in to force himself on me.I had never felt
Katrina’s POV"You'll see," she declared and turned to the clothes. "Okay, time to help you make your choice."“Don't keep me hanging like that,” I almost whine.She whirled to send me an inquisitive glimpse at my tone but chuckled as she caught sight of my expression which was a total contrast to the blank one of the last minute. “Sorry but I have to.”“Why?” I asked again.“Because it would be a nice surprise,” she answered in a shrug. “Also I like to keep people hanging.”“Wow,” I blurted, my mouth gaping. “I guess I chose the wrong word then.”“Maybe you did,” she laughed at my utterance. “But what’s to life without a little curiosity?”“Curiosity they said killed a cat, Ariana,” I argued, saying her name for the first time since we met.“For a while there I thought you had forgotten my name or didn't catch it when I introduced myself to you yesterday,” she snorted and bent to pick up the black dress with a slit and pressed the top of the dress to my neck. “I heard you loud and c
Katrina’s POVMy heels clicked away on the reflective and shiny marble glass as I walked beside her toward a corner where I could perceive the scent of food and noted the door to my right was the kitchen.I couldn't quite believe in the past 24 hours I hadn't entered the kitchen. A place which was my usual spot where I did lots and lots of chores and underwent different series of physical and mental abuses.“What’s wrong Miss?” Maddy asked all of a sudden and I jolted as she poked my arm lightly, prompting me to realize I had come to a stop, my vision trained on the kitchen door.“Nothing,” I beamed and moved my head from side to side, partly in denial and partly to shake of the gloomy thoughts and images that flooded my mind on those few seconds. “Let’s go.”She bobbed her head at me and we trudged the rest of the distance to a corner, there was no door but a corner and I caught sight of a long table before I spotted the company around it.“I leave you here Miss,” Mandy declared, bow
Katrina’s POVDinner went smoothly and wasn't as tense as I had thought, the only strange person to me was Steven who was introduced as a bestfriend, nonetheless I found him to be easygoing.I noticed Davos’s eyes on me all through the hour we spent enjoying our meal and sharing conversation. He was in no way subtle about his lustful gaze and it was too noticeable for anyone to ignore.At some point Mathew had to excuse himself, his words being that he needed his food to digest before he puked at the amount of sexual heat he was sensing from his king.I was a werewolf, however there were a lot of things I didn't know or experienced like other beings of my kind. Not having a wolf like most people dealt with me and made me feel inferior and lack basic knowledge.Being surrounded by Lycans at the dinner table and mostly at the new environment was weird and scary all at once. They appeared to be larger and more sharper in senses than normal werewolves.Truth be told I was taken aback when
Katrina’s POVAs expected, Ariana had succeeded in convincing me or maybe using the word ‘dragging’ me would be perfect for how I was made to change from my comfy attire of cotton shorts and a brown vest.Into loose fitting jean pants which I was wearing for the first time in my life beneath a black short-sleeved crop top. It was a wonder how in only some days since I had changed environment and closed, I discovered things about myself I didn't know.Like how my face looked better with my hair in a side style with the strands falling over one shoulder. How my eyes shined when I was excited and how I had a beautiful slender figure with enough flesh in the perfect places.“Can we go now?” She asked in excitement as I was fully clothed into her choice of attire.“Yes,” I agreed and she dragged me by the arm out of my room and down the stairs, my hair flying behind me and she giggling as I grumbled, my voice breaking as I bounced on the steps.We crossed the large hall on the downflooor w
Katrina’s POVAs Steven walked inside and we strolled in behind him, I grabbed Ariana by the arm and slowed down our steps, Ariana sent me an inquisitive glimpse. “Is he your mate?” I interrogated, letting my curiosity take over.“Because we are all lovey-dovey with each other?” Ariana asked in a chuckle.“Yes,” I confirmed the question, but I see no mate mark on your skin which is why I asked.“No we are not mates,” she cleared my doubts with a straight answer.“Then what? How?” I implored, becoming more confused the next moment.“Just testing the waters.” She shrugged and I was astounded by her response. “What if he finds a mate? Or you do?” I quizzed, striving to wrap my head around the situation I was presented with. “What will happen?”“Don't fret darling,” she squeezed my fingers which were wrapped around her bicep. “It's cute to see you worried about me. Nonetheless we have discussed the possibility of that happening.”“And?” I asked, eyes narrowed in her direction.“We decid
Katrina’s POVIt had been a week since our visit to the mall and getting groceries. We ended up too tired from the mall while I was uncomfortable about being around Steven and somehow we ended up leaving without getting something extra.Well aside from Ariana of course who couldn't resist buying a new design of Louis vuitton heels which she spotted on display. I knew she would fall for it especially when she was told it was also a limited edition.The price was enough to give me a headache but she paid without blinking and I thought she would be fine. However she ended up grumbling once we were in the car about how she was spending that huge amount of money at a mall owned by her brother ‘Davos’I would have laughed out loud at her grumbling but the fact my mind was elsewhere and with Steven stealing glances at me? I didn't find her situation funny.When we arrived home sometime in the early evening and ran into Davos at the entrance whom didn't waste time to ask Steven for his key. H
Katrina's POVThe sun barely touched the sky when Shaun and I set out. My stomach churned with unease as we moved deeper into the bush, following the last known path Henry had taken before he disappeared.I still couldn't believe it. Henry. A Beta we had trusted. A fighter who had fought beside us. A liar. The thought made my skin crawl.Shaun walked beside me, his shoulders tense, his face dark. He hadn’t spoken much since last night. I knew he was thinking the same thing I was—how much damage had Henry done? How many lies had he shared?“I still don’t understand why,” I mumbled, my voice barely above a whisper.Shaun inhaled quickly. “Betrayal never makes sense.”I nodded, but my mind was restless. Henry had always been loyal—or so we thought. And now, we were chasing ghosts, trying to find solutions in the dark.The forest was silent except for our footsteps cracking against the damp earth. Birds chirped in the distance, unaware to the weight pushing down on my chest.Then, Shaun s
Katrina's POVI went outdoors and felt the chill of the wind on my skin. It was a really quiet night. It was the type of silence that awakened my sense. There was a problem. I felt it. With my heart beating and my ears perked up, I moved carefully. I had felt movement earlier, but the packhouse was unmoving. It wasn't my fantasy. There was a visitor. Then I caught sight of him. A shadow that moved quickly between the trees close to the eastern edge. My breath caught in my throat as I squinted. Shaun had one of those Betas. Henry. Why was he alone himself out here? I approached slowly and carefully. He was using his hands quickly over something while crouching behind a tree. A tool. A speaker. I felt sick to my stomach. Henry had something to say. I crouched behind another tree and watched him, my heart racing. His face had a little shine from the moonlight. He peered around every few seconds, as if he was scared. To whom was he speaking? And why? I started to feel sick. Betra
Katrina's POVTension hung in the night air. It was felt in my bones. With the wolves restless and their instincts warning them to approaching danger, the pack had been restless all day. I also felt it. There was a problem. For reasons I couldn't understand, my heart was racing as I stepped outdoors and looked up at the black sky. Beside me, Shaun had a gloomy look. With fighters positioned across the area, his pack was on high alert. Then it took place. Through the darkness came a long, eerie wail in the distance. We didn't have it. My blood froze. Shaun's tone was sharp. "They're present." Shadows passed between the trees before I could reply. Out of the darkness sprang figures—Lycans. Twelve or more of them. Their forms were big and frightening, and their eyes gleamed in the moonlight. Shaun stepped in front of me and told me to stay back. I wasn't going to hide, however. A Lycan took a step forward. His eyes were full of hate, and his hair was dark gray. "We have a message
It was a quiet night. Too quiet. With an odd feeling in my gut, I sat up in bed. Something unseen was thick in the air, making it seem heavy. I paid careful attention. Nothing. Then there was a noise. A little scuff on the glass. With my heart racing, I sprang to my feet. Danger was what my feelings were screaming at me. Step by step, my fingers tightened into fists as I approached the sound. Outside, a shadow moved. My breath caught. Then the glass broke. A dark person sprang into the space. He was on me before I could even reply. The moonlight glinted on a blade. The cold blade sliced my arm as I pulled away, but not fast enough. Even though I was in pain, I continued. My arm slammed into the intruder's side as I spun around. Despite his groan, he stayed standing. He moved quickly. Too quickly. He had killing training. The sword slashed at my neck, and I ducked. My heart was racing. I couldn't afford to make even one mistake. Once again, he lunged. I ducked, acting just au
I gazed at the moon while standing on the balcony. My breath was erratic, and my hands were shaking. Even when the night wind touched my skin, the tempest inside of me continued to rage. In an attempt to suppress the terror that was tearing at my chest, I balled my fists. I felt as if my body wasn't mine. I was powerful, unstoppable, for a time. The next, I felt useless and feeble. Shaun approached me from behind. "What's wrong, Katrina?" My lips trembled as I turned to face him. "I have no idea what's going on with me." My voice broke. "I feel strong for a moment. I feel like I'm drowning the next moment. With a sigh, he reached for my hand, but I resisted. Comfort wasn't what I wanted. I was looking for answers. "It's because you've changed," he said softly. "You've evolved beyond being a werewolf. You are more than that. I gave a sour chuckle. "Is there more? Or is anything broken? Shaun's face became serious. "Katrina, you're not broken." I gave a headshake. "You're not ge
Katrina’s POVThe woman on the cliff disappeared as the river roared back into place, the bone path swallowed by the churning waters. My heart pounded, the Relic’s icy burn spreading up my arm. The visions lingered—her voice, her eyes, the chair of bones.‘Katrina,’ Marie’s voice was faint, strained. ‘The Relic… it’s changing you.’“I know,” I whispered, clutching my scarred hand. The runes pulsed with a faint red light, matching the rhythm of my heartbeat.The forest around me was strangely silent, the air thick with tension. I needed to move, to find Davos, to warn him. But where could I go? The castle was in ruins, the pack scattering. And now, this woman—this thing—was hunting me.I stumbled to my feet, my wet dress clinging to my skin. The Relic’s glow gave just enough light to see the rocky shore. I followed it downstream, thinking it would lead me to safety.But the forest had other plans.The trees seemed to close in around me, their branches turning into clawed hands. Shadows
Katrina POVAdvisor Thomas smiled sharply and unnaturally, and his snake-like eyes gleamed. As he transformed back into a human, the Blood Moon Alpha snarled and flung me to the ground in the jungle."Traitor," spit out the Alpha. "The plan was for you to die in the vault."Blood still trickled from Thomas's lips as he tilted his head. "One I've learned to...work out." "Death is a choice." He held up his hand, and the red-eyed rogues stepped forward. "Give me the hybrid, and you can crawl back to your pack with your tail between your legs."The Alpha growled, his fingers sprouting claws. "Don't take what's mine."Marie hissed in my head, "Katrina." "He has the Relic in his satchel!"The leather pouch at the Alpha's waist caught my attention. Through the fissures streamed a faint blue radiance. Davos had attempted to safeguard the Relic.Thomas was the first to lunge, his movements oddly fluid. His hit sent a ripple across the trees as the Alpha collided with him in midair. The red-eye
Katrina’s POVThe veiled figure stood at the middle of the burning courtyard, flames reflected in their masked eyes like twin stars of evil. The air reeked of smoke and blood, the castle walls moaning as fire consumed them. Davos tightened his grip on my hand, his breath ragged. Shaun changed back into human form beside us, his face mysterious but his stance coiled for action. “Who is that?” I whispered, my voice raw. Davos’s jaw clenched. “The puppeteer.” The figure raised a hand, and the rogues still crawling through the rubble froze, their snarls dying mid-throat. Silence fell, broken only by the crackle of fire. “You’ve made this tedious,” the figure said, their voice twisted, booming as if three people spoke at once. “But predictable. Always defending weakness.” Shaun stepped forward, his voice a blade. “Show your face.” The figure laughed—a sound that scraped my bones. “You first, traitor. How does it feel to kneel at her feet?” Shaun’s hands clenched, but Davos cut in. “
Katrina's POVThe door burst inward, wood pieces flying in every direction. Davos dragged me behind him, his body protecting me as the first rogue shot across the broken portal. With drool flowing from its bared fangs, its yellow eyes projected wild hunger. Davos answered it directly, his fist hitting its head with a terrible crunch. More were already flowing in behind the rebel fallen to the floor.'Stay back!' Davos yelled, his voice a hoarse snarl as he tore viciously across the rogues. His motions were a blur, each hit deadly and exact. But there were too many of them. For every rogue he took down, two others seemed to take its place. I held the blade Davos had given me, my hands trembling. My heart pounded in my chest, and I could feel Marie’s presence in my head, her words demanding. ‘Katrina, you need to fight. You can’t just stand here.’ ‘I don’t know how!’ I shot back, fear growing in my chest. ‘I’ve never fought like this before!’ ‘Use your instincts,’ Marie urged,