Katrina’s POVI didn't spare him a glance as his words washed over me, instead I went ahead to open the door and exit the room, my heart beating too fast and in fear as I strolled down the hallway to the staircase.My fingers unconsciously went to my necklace, an action I noted I had been doing often since I started to wear it as a constant ornament I never dared to remove.“What did he mean by he sees me for me?” I murmured in question to myself as I ascended the steps to the last floor wheere my room was located.Arriving at the room, my eyes darted to the end of the hall where the king’s chamber was located, my mind immediately flashing to our make out session.Shaking my head in a bid to rid it off the intrusive thoughts, I didn't notice Maddy approach till someone poked me. “Are you okay there Miss?”“Oh my heavens,” I clamored in fear and surprise, my palm flying to my chest in shock as I whirled to spot the culprit. “Maddy?”“Good evening Miss,” she greeted in her cute voice, “
Katrina’s POVIt was a Thursday, some days after the incident with King Davos at the library. I was intentionally evading him after that and it was noticed by everyone.A necessary measure I had to take thus it came off as I couldn't trust my brain and body around him. I had even made myself a prisoner by staying in my room hence I wanted to dispel any chance of us making any physical contact with each other.I had ordered Maddy to get me the necessary books from the library and I studied them in my room, having meals there too while doing every other thing I needed to do.Ariana had barged into my room earlier that afternoon saying she was tired of me hiding from the world. All my lies and excuses fell on deaf ears as she was having none of it.I even went ahead as telling her the truth because she was partly pissed I didn't reveal what went on with Davos and I that evening we were having cookies.The truth however didn't work. Instead it fueled her actions and I was dragged out of m
Katrina’s POV“What are you ladies discussing about?” Mathew asked as he came into the room, dressed in a two piece shirt and slacks of matching black and white pattern.“And laughing about,” Davos added as he strutted behind Mathew, hair disheveled and the top buttons of his white shirt undone, his left palm in the pocket of his brown slacks while his right rubbed his jaw.“Nothing really just some ladies time,” Valencia informed, shifting the cushion for Mathew to settle in the couch to her right.“Care to share the cause?” Mathew interrogated as he got settled.“Like I said,” she stretched the baby in her arms to him and he collected the child from her hold. “Ladies talk.”“Where’s Steven?” Ariana questioned in a frown as no other person followed them inside, Davos kicking the barrier shut with his foot.Mathew shrugged in reply to his sister while Davos lifted a brow as if he too wondered the same thing. He strolled to where I sat and out of courtesy I rose to standing position an
Katrina’s POVI gulped at his words and endured whatever feelings our proximity was stirring in me, feelings I never felt even with that bastard who rejected me as his mate.Only the thought of him made me feel furious, sad and depressed all at once. The memories of the pain, detachment and loneliness with the maltreatment I had faced all rushing back.It was a horror I never wished on anyone, not even my worst enemy, or even Amanda who was the main cause of all the madness I had been through.Shaking my head, I once again tried to rid it off the gloomy memories and thoughts that always threatened to consume me at every little chance. It was all in the past and I prayed silently in my heart everyday I never get to relive that.In this pack and Kingdom I was brought to, I felt peace and a sense of calm around me. I knew I wasn't loved and everybody may seem to be pretending however in the little time I had spent, I never saw a reason to get my guard and walls up.More days had gone by
Katrina’s POVI sat up at the information being passed to me and picked up my pen, ready to take notes. Thomas noted this and smiled at me, his face becoming serious as he went on to say. “This is inside information just so you know.”“Oh,” I murmured and dropped the pen.“No, go ahead,” Leor an elder who sat beside me urged as he noticed me retreat my hands from the desk.“I thought it was inside information and so I shouln—”“The King asked us to include it in your classes,” Thomas explained, cutting off my utterance. “Oh,” I let out and bobbed my head in acknowledgement of his statement.The rest of the class I paid close attention, my brain grabbing whatever information it could as Thomas and the other elders took turns in coming to stand close to the board, each giving me knowledge from their experiences and those passed down to them.Hours went by and in between I felt someone staring at me as usual from my right. However I couldn't see him fully, on the other hand, I could obs
Katrina’s POVHe had advised me not to run, however I couldn't stop myself from taking to my heels and I rushing out of his office when he retrieved his palms from the desk.I could hear his soft chuckles follow after me and for some moments I was scared and at the same time excited at the thought that he may be coming behind me.Despite my mixed feelings, I didn't stop my sprint to check if my thoughts were correct as I frantically gripped the door handle, pulled it open and exited the space, appearing in the hallway of the bottom floor of the castle.My heartbeat didn't slow regardless of the fact as I was no longer close to him, instead the adrenaline in my veins made it beat faster and my breath hitch from the series of emotions I was feeling in that moment.Before I could get noticed by the numerous servants strolling around the castle and attending to their various duties, I traced my footsteps to the staircase and dragged my weight upwards to my room.“Are you okay Miss?” Maddy
Katrina’s POV“Easy there tiger,” Steven’s voice reached me with a chuckle, pulling me out of angry state. I halted my movements, my breath coming out in short pants as he came to stand behind me.I frowned at his movements and he noticed, his smile spreading as he said in my ear. “Calm down Trina.”“You asked us to picture our opponent and that is what I was doing,” I felt the need to say, hoping he’d take a step back, not liking our closeness.“I’m not talking about that,” he murmured, standing barely inches away from me, any action of our bodies would have our skins brushing in the most inappropriate way.“Then what are you talking about?” I questioned, my voice coming off as polite but my tone higher, hoping someone would catch on, maybe Arianna hence the two happened to be seeing each other.Nonetheless my plan didn't work as everyone appeared to be in serious mode, throwing punches and kicks in the air, the smell of sweat and the sounds of grunts and hissed out curse words filli
Katrina’s POVAfter my alteration with Steven that day, he had given me a break and a chance to breath comfortably by not approaching me in any manner not to talk of touching me inappropriately.He was even scarce at the training grounds and whenever he was present he didn't decide to be the trainer and one time he was appointed to be one, he declined with humor and muttered some excuse which I didn't remember.It sounded convincing to the other pack members and even to Thomas who was mostly around to supervise the training activities. However to me I knew it must have been my hostility towards him as he had said through his own lips.For the past 2 days it was Alpha Davos who had taken up training to everyone’s horror and it was at that point I knew something must have gone wrong or it must have been the reason for Steven’s distance.As for the eyes I felt on me the previous day, I still hadn't figured out who it was hence I didn't still see no one when I returned to the castle and m
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,
Katrina's POV The hooded figure’s grip strengthened like a vise, pulling me deeper into the dark. I thrashed, but their power was amazing. My breath caught as fear clawed at my chest. “Fight, Katrina!” Marie’s voice snapped in my thinking. “Use your instincts!” I spun violently, slamming my heel into their shin. The figure hissed, grip loosening—just enough. I broke free, stumbling back, but they lunged again, putting an arm around my throat. Cold breath hissed against my ear. “You’re coming with me.” Black spots blurred my eyes as I grasped at their arm. Then, a roar pierced the air. “Let. Her. Go.” Davos rushed down the hall, eyes burning. Relief rushed over me at the sight of him, but it was quickly replaced by fear when the figure shoved me aside. I slumped to the floor, gasping. Davos swung, his fist striking with the figure’s jaw. They staggered but recovered unusually quickly, ducking his next hit with strange ease. “Davos, be careful!” I rushed to my feet, pulse poundin
Katrina's POVThe night was oddly quiet after Davos and the guards left to investigate the person I had seen outside. I stood in the hallway, my arms wrapped firmly around myself, trying to quiet the storm of fear rushing inside me. The castle felt cooler, darker, like if the shadows themselves were alive and watching me. Marie’s words repeated in my mind, her tone pressing. 'Katrina, keep alert. The threat isn’t over.' 'I know,' I replied, my voice quivering in my mind. 'But what do I do, Marie? I can’t just stand here and wait.' 'You need to keep strong,' Marie stated, her voice stern. 'Davos will handle this. But you need to be ready for anything.' I nodded, though no one was there to see it. My heart was pounding, and I could feel the excitement running through my blood. I couldn’t just stand there and do nothing. I needed to know what was happening. I stepped nearer the window, looking out into the night. The moon shed a light glimmer over the castle grounds, but the shades
Katrina's POVThe days following the poisoning attempt were tense. Davos had increased security around the castle, and I was rarely left alone. Guards followed me everywhere, their presence a constant reminder of the danger lurking within the walls of what was supposed to be my safe haven. Despite Davos's reassurances, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something terrible was about to happen. The castle, once a place of comfort, now felt like a prison.I sat in the garden, trying to enjoy the warmth of the sun, but even the bright rays couldn’t dispel the shadows in my mind. Marie’s voice echoed in my head, her tone calm but firm. 'Katrina, you need to stay alert. The threat is still out there.''I know,' I replied, my voice trembling in my mind. 'But how do I fight an enemy I can’t see?'Marie didn’t respond, and I knew she was just as worried as I was. The truth was, we both knew that the danger was closer than we thought. Someone within the castle walls wanted me and my child gone,
Katrina's POVThe atmosphere seemed colder, darker the instant Maddy departed to head for Davos. My hands shaking, I sat on the brink of the bed and fixed my eyes on the tea cup on the table. The faint, sour scent persisted in the air, a reminder of how near I had come to be drinking something that might have injured my pregnant kid, or worse. My heart hammering in my chest, I could sense Marie's presence in my head, her fear reflecting my own.'Katrina,' Marie said in a calm but forceful voice. We have to keep on alert. Whoever committed this could still be close by.I nodded, though nobody else could see it. My eyes flew around the room, searching for any signs of danger. The fire crackled quietly in the hearth, but its warmth did nothing to soothe the chill that had sunk deep in my bones. I stood up, pacing the room, my mind racing with questions. Who would do this? And why? Was it someone within the castle? Someone I trusted? The door flew open, and Davos stormed in, his co
Katrina's POVEmotions ran high in the days after my pregnancy was made public. As he showered me with love and attention, Davos was ecstatic and his joy was infectious. But I couldn't get rid of the uneasy sensation that persisted in the back of my mind even after he reassured me. The news was all across the castle, and although the majority of the pack members appeared to be sincerely delighted for us, I couldn't help but notice the faint looks and the hushed chatter that ceased as soon as I entered a room. Everyone seemed to be observing me and waiting for something to occur. "You're acting paranoid," Marie stated in a composed yet strong tone. "Not everybody is trying to harm you." "I know," I said, my thoughts racing. But I'm powerless to stop it. Something doesn't feel right. I knew Marie was as concerned as I was, but she didn't answer. In actuality, we were both aware that my pregnancy would not be welcomed by everyone in the kingdom. I was still viewed by some as an outcas