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 POVI gulped as I reread the words for the second time, my vision switching between the note I had lifted close to my face and the box which laid untouched on the mattress.For about a minute, I sat there, pondering on what the box may contain. My fear had disappeared after I read the note hence it clearly stated that I would thank him and not curse him out or end up dead.‘He may be playing tricks on you,’ my subconscious warned and I thought about it before dispersing the thought, having no idea where the confidence and trust I had in him came from as I said the words “He won’t do anything to hurt me.”‘Which ‘he’ are you referring to?’ My subconscious inquired and it hit.The ‘he’ could be anybody. I had stupidly rushed to think it was from Davos. What if it wasn't from him? What if it was from Steven? Or worse Shaun? What if it was even from Amanda?These questions popped into my head one after the other and after each question I sensed my heart pick up its pace. As if i
Davos POVThe moment my lips descended on hers I knew it was where I wanted my lips to always be. The softness welcomed my hard ones as I pressed down on hers, my hand instantly going to grip the back of her neck.To my surprise she didn't budge and instead remained still, her eyes closing of their own accord, an action I didn't think she was fully aware of.I smiled on her lips and ran my thumb on her jaw, upward to her chin before massaging her ear lobe, the sensation provoking a shiver and a gasp from her that made my heart swell at how adorable and erotic that sounded.Before she could realize what was happening, I slid my tongue into her mouth to meet hers, letting out a groan of satisfaction as I felt all her resolve disappear as she inhaled sharply.I pressed my lips harder on hers and began moving my mouth as our tongues danced to a silent tune of our minds, the kiss growing deeper with each second.My palm on her neck, climbed to her hair, my fingers getting lost in their str
Katrina’s POVThe kiss that day was expected and at the same time not expected. However I didn't count on my body and mind giving into him so easily. Before I knew it I was responding to his kisses and enjoying the feel of his hand around my neck.When his hands dipped lower I thought I would see it as a red flag and maybe run away as I normally would, nonetheless it wasn't anything of the sort as I found myself silently giving him the permission to do as he liked.The moment his fingers squeezed my ass I couldn't even be modest enough to hide my moan as instead I let it out, giving him the satisfaction he wanted as he smiled on my lips.When we were interrupted by Steven I was surprisingly disappointed and that went as far as to show my body was succumbing to his seduction and no matter how hard I tried to deny it, I seemed to turn to putty in his arms.That explained the reason I was avoiding him like the plague as it turned out I happened to loose all sense of reasoning. Adding to
Katrina’s POV“Does anyone want desserts?” Arianna asked once everyone was done with the main course.“Ummm,” Valencia Mathew’s mate hummed, contemplating the offer, and shifting a glance to me as if to ask if I’d join her in her choice. “I’m not sure if my stomach can take it.”“Even if your stomach can’t you’d have to take it make your milk more sweet for Paul,” Arianna urged, adjusting the tiny strap of her blue dress hanging across her shoulders aside from the off-the-shoulder design.It was a beautiful dress I had admired and told her about the moment I spotted her wearing it. The lower part of the dress was body hugging down to the knees, while it flared in prints down to her ankles.Her hair was styled in a low ponytail. The center of her hair parted and the bundles at the back folded upward and set in place with a wide black hair clip.She was beautiful too with her light make-up and shiny lip gloss, I expected Steven’s eyes to be glued on hers, nonetheless it was on someone e
Katrina’s POV“Wh- what are you doing?” I stuttered in fear and shock as I saw it was the Alpha king himself.I knew someone was following me and guessed he was the one but it was one thing expecting it and it was another thing experiencing it, my heartbeat skyrocketed as he planted both hands on the door beside my head, his body invading my personal space.“What I’ve always wanted to do,” he leaned his face close to mine, our breaths tangling with each other due to our proximity.I was aware of every ounce of flesh and muscle on him as I gawked at him. I could see the perfect arch of his brow, the slight crook in his nose, the hidden depths of his eyes and how inviting his plump pink lips appeared tempting.“Davos please, I don't think we should—” I tried to say, but his lips brushed mine, stopping my utterance.“We’ve kissed already Katrina,” he whispered in my face, our nose touching as my lips was barely an inch away from his. “There’s only little left to do,” “It's that little I
Katrina’s POVThe wind howled through the valley, carrying the scent of blood and smoke, even after all this time. The battle was over, but the land still bore the scars of war—charred earth, shattered weapons, and graves upon graves stretching farther than my eyes could see. I stood at the edge of the ridge, my cloak billowing behind me. The sun was setting, casting an eerie golden glow over the ruins below. It should have been beautiful. Instead, it felt haunting, as though the land itself mourned what had transpired here. Jax stood beside me, his large frame unusually still. He wasn’t the same man who had charged into battle with reckless confidence. None of us were the same anymore. Mira knelt beside a small grave, placing a single white flower upon the fresh mound of dirt. “She was only eighteen,” she murmured, her voice tight with grief. “She was supposed to see the world, not…” Her voice trailed off as her fingers traced the name etched into the stone. Shaun was further
Katrina’s POVAside from the distant moans of the injured and the crackle of dying fires, the battlefield was eerily quiet. Staring at the Crimson Alpha's lifeless body, his once-imposing figure reduced to a heap of broken bones and lost force, made my heart race. The victorious moment, however, felt unjust. hollow. I felt a shudder go through me as a slow, purposeful clap reverberated over the field. When I turned, I saw Lucy Hawthorne standing there. Her icy-blue eyes gleamed with laughter, and her scarlet cloak hardly stirred in the wind. As she stepped forward, her boots stomping on the blood-soaked grass, she exclaimed, "Well done." "You really did a favor for me." Mira tensed up next to me, her hand clenching over her knife. With a low growl, Jax's muscles tensed, poised to attack. Shaun's amber eyes blazed with anger as he took a defensive step forward. Davos, however, was the one who spoke at last. His voice was like steel as he said, "You were never here for him." “You
Katrina’s POVSharp, constant pain throbbed in my ribs, but I made myself sit up. With bodies moving, weapons clashing, and the smell of blood heavy in the air, the battlefield remained a blur. My body was screaming for me to stay down and breathe, but I was unable to do so.With Mira out there, no.She was in charge of a mission that had the power to alter everything, somewhere beyond the mayhem.Shaun squatted next to me, his expression tight. "You ought not to be moving."I cleaned my mouth of blood. "I have no other option."His eyes grew gloomy. "Mira will take care of it."I forced myself to stand up despite the pain in my limbs and let out a sharp exhale. "She must."Because we would all fail if she did.The night was thick with tension and pressed against my skin.Somewhere out there, Mira and her crew were sneaking through the enemy's fortifications, moving like ghosts in the dark. Destroying their supply chains wasn’t just a mission—it was our only chance. If they fa
Katrina's POV With the exception of the distant crackling of flames devouring the remains of the dead, the battlefield was strangely quiet. The ground was slippery with the remains of soldiers who had sacrificed their lives for this conflict, and the air was heavy with the smell of blood and burned flesh. I walked over corpses, some I recognized, others I didn't, and my heart ached. The never-ending cycle of violence had taken another person, and each one was a loss. And yet there he was, in the middle of the slaughter. The Alpha Crimson. Despite the devastation all around him, he remained tall and intimidating. His posture eased as if he were just a spectator to the mayhem he had created, and his crimson eyes burned like coals. My body cried out for me to fight, to put a stop to this once and for all, and my grasp tightened around my blade. However, he held up a hand. "We need to talk, Katrina." My whole body hummed with stress as I tightened my jaw. "I have nothing to say to
Katrina’s POVUnease was in the air at the war camp. The tension was oppressive and unavoidable; it adhered to my skin like a dense mist. There was a problem. The absence of food supply had been the first clue. When additional warriors joined our army, we first believed that the rations were being stretched thin, which was a simple error. Weapons, however, disappeared. Our strategy tent's plans outlining our next course of action vanished. Worst of all, fighters were vanishing into thin air. I looked around the camp as I stood outside my tent. Long, unsettling shadows were thrown over the restless warriors by fires that flared in the darkness. They experienced the paranoia and the feeling that something was falling apart inside of them as well. Shaun came over, his face serious. "Last night, another fighter disappeared. a top scout for us. No indication of a fight. It seems as if he just left. Mira folded her arms. "Someone is helping the enemy." I let out a deep breath, my thoug
Katrina's POVEven the most courageous soldiers were hesitant to enter the safehouse since it was tucked away in the deepest area of the forest. It was an area unaffected by conflict or the mayhem engulfing the world beyond the woods. My youngster was protected here.That's what I kept telling myself, anyhow.As the last of the sunshine slipped behind the tall trees, I watched from the doorway of the little wooden home. The soft sound of my son's laughing reverberated within, a tune so innocent that it didn't fit with the burden on my chest.I balled my fists up. The Crimson Alpha's soldiers were gaining momentum as the conflict reached its climax. My troops continued to fight without me for every second I was here. They lost another second life. But leaving was a total gamble. Leaving him was necessary.I turned and stepped inside, feeling a chill. With the flickering fire creating gentle shadows on the walls, the cabin's warmth enveloped me. Mira gave my kid some wooden sculptures t
Katrina’s POVAs we gathered around the frayed scroll, its mysterious lettering flashing in the faint torchlight, the atmosphere was heavy with suspense. Every time my heart beat, it served as a harsh reminder of how much depended on us. We had arrived to the deserted Lycan ruins, a location lost to time, thanks to the mystery. I felt the old carvings under my fingertips as I moved them over the stone walls. Relics from the past. Back when werewolves and lycans weren't adversaries. When they were one, that is. Shaun was standing next to me, looking over the ruins with amber eyes. "This place gives me a bad feeling." Mira let out a loud sigh. "Whether you like it or not, this is where the puzzle took us. Here is the solution. I looked to a big archway at the far end of the room and nodded. Beyond it, the blackness went on forever. I got a weird feeling that we were closer than ever before, like a weight pressing down on my chest. "We move together," I murmured while holding onto m
Katrina’s POVAs we gathered around the frayed scroll, its mysterious lettering flashing in the faint torchlight, the atmosphere was heavy with suspense. Every time my heart beat, it served as a harsh reminder of how much depended on us. We had arrived to the deserted Lycan ruins, a location lost to time, thanks to the mystery. I felt the old carvings under my fingertips as I moved them over the stone walls. Relics from the past. Back when werewolves and lycans weren't adversaries. When they were one, that is. Shaun was standing next to me, looking over the ruins with amber eyes. "This place gives me a bad feeling." Mira let out a loud sigh. "Whether you like it or not, this is where the puzzle took us. Here is the solution. I looked to a big archway at the far end of the room and nodded. Beyond it, the blackness went on forever. I got a weird feeling that we were closer than ever before, like a weight pressing down on my chest. "We move together," I murmured while holding onto m
Katrina's POVThe air shifted around me, thick like a heavy mist, pulling me under. My body no longer felt like my own. The world faded, the ground dissolving beneath me until I was floating in an endless void. I wasn’t sure how I got here—one moment, I had been gripping the scroll the temple guardian had given me, reading its cryptic words, and the next, everything had gone dark. I took a slow breath, steadying my nerves. This was part of the trial. I had known there would be one. The moment I touched the scroll, I felt something pull at me, dragging me into a place beyond the physical world. But I hadn’t expected it to feel so... real. A soft whisper echoed through the void, a voice both foreign and familiar. "You're not prepared." I spun, searching for the source, but there was only darkness. Then, out of nowhere, a figure stepped forward. My breath caught. It was me. Or rather, it was a version of me—one twisted, darker. Her eyes blazed an unnatural red, her lips twisted