Katrina’s POVFor the millionth time since I opened the box the previous day, I picked up the diamond crested bracelet with the word K inscribed on it, my eyes blinking in wonder as the stones caught the sun shining into the room from the window.When the man named Caleb had brought the box to Arianna’s office the other day, I never expected to see something so special and important to be inside.Even Arianna had screamed out in shock when I revealed what was inside. She had followed me up to my room as I had suggested after the whole fire and burn event in the kitchen.She had instructed Maddy through the mind-link to get both of our lunch to my room. It was almost 5 pm at the time and it would have been advisable to skip till dinner at 7 or 8 pm, nonetheless my growling stomach was having none of it.We had decided to wait till we were done eating before we unwrapped it which turned out to be a bad idea, hence I ended up choking at the sight, words tumbling out of my mouth and most
Katrina’s POVI gaped at him while he stared down at me, a smirk lining his lips as he watched my cheeks heat up, my whole face flushing. If I thought he’d stop there I was marveled the next second as he sent me a wink.My mouth opened to say something but closed right after like a fish. All eyes were on me in that moment, even Thomas raised a brow in my path, Valencia had a knowing grin while Arianna frowned.I raked my brain for something to say, anything to divert the attention from mebut I came up short and decided to smile at them instead, and dropped the small shovel in my hand.“Sorry I have to leave now but it turns out Valencia was right,” I forced out the words, trying to keep my cool hence all I wanted to do in that moment was to take to my heels and run away.I honestly wasn't embarrassed, rather it was a different emotion. One called lust, one that caused goosebumps to rise on my skin and a tingling in between my legs as I continued to feel the King’s stare on me.“Excuse
Katrina’s POVThe door slammed open immediately after my statement and we both got startled at the force and noise of the wood slapping hard on the wall.In walked Valencia, and just like Arianna, she was still in her gardening attire. Her eyes scanned the room frantically before it halted at the both of us huddled together, or should I say, Arianna over me as her hands squeezed my shoulders while I sniffed.“Why am I hearing sniffs and seeing tears?” Valencia questioned, her eyes narrowing as she frowned at us and approached, bending down to my level and peering directly at me. “Why are you crying Katrina, did anyone hurt you?”“She’s recounting her sad life story,” Arianna sighed, rubbing my back and instantly paused to send me a glance. “Sorry Katrina if that sounded rude or unemotional, I was just saying things as it was.”“Don’t sweat it Arianna,” I assured her with a smile. “You only said the truth. It really is a sad story.”“If it that sad to make you cry then isn't it better
Katrina’s POVMy answer about why Davos hated liars went unanswered even after I repeated it a few times during the time we were together. The only thing I got was a simple advice to desist from lying in his presence.The rest of the day went less emotional after that as it turned into a ladie’s night. Arianna had mindlinked Maddy at some point and the next thing, drinks and snacks were being brought into the room.Valencia had excused herself to get her ipad and Maddy was invited to join us. We spent hours watching movies, eating snacks, sipping wine, sharing light conversations and having a few laughs.I felt good as it appeared I really had people I could proudly call friends beside me. Even after they heard about my dark past, they didn't treat me any differently and instead were intent on consoling me and making me glad.We had all dozed off at some point. Yeah the four of us on the bed. By the time I had stirred from mg slumber, I realized I was the only one in the room.The who
Katrina’s POVI had no idea what to expect or how any of us would react, nevertheless I was tired of running. Feelings were getting involved regardless of it being only a few weeks, but the fact remained that I couldn't keep denying it.My mind made up, I let my hair fall over my neck and my back. Picking up my phone from the vanity table, I strolled toward the door and before I could have second thoughts, exited the room.I traced my way down the stairs and found my path to his office which was connected to the room I usually had my classes which had ended an hour prior.Training had lasted longer than usual or should I say mine, thus I got tired every minute and ended up taking longer breaks than the others but that didnn't mean I shouldn't finish my training.I was the only one on the training grounds, except for Steven who had watched me from afar. He hadn't approached me in a while aside from his side remarks which I was intensely grateful for.King Davos had been the person in c
Katrina’s POVHe granted me one last inquisitive glance before shifting his attention from me to the tasks he had to attend to. He had a fully assembled desk top computer and keyboard and his gaze shifted to the screen.I kept quiet throughout the time he clicked away, his left hand picking up documents and sorting out their contents with what he had on the screen.He murmured unintelligible words in between while most times he traced a sentence with his finger, reading it out and for some reason, I found myself laughing.The silence which has initially been awkward and filled with sexual tension became somewhat calm and easy going. As for the sexual tension part, it still hung heavy but it appeared like we had made quiet decisions between ourselves to leave it be.An hour or two must have ticked by in silence, simply enjoying each other’s company. I found myself to be really comfortable just sitting there, his body the only entertainment my eyes needed as it didn’t fail to enjoy the
Katrina’s POVIt was safe to say I had survived a month at the Alpha King’s castle and well protected kingdom. Everything was going smoothly if I must say and I could feel I gradually regaining the confidence I had lost or never even had.My relationship with the ladies was fostering beautifully and I couldn't have asked for better women to call friends. Despite the fact that after my whole confession session they had become overprectective, I didn't mind.I wouldn't lie it irked me at some point especially when they always searched for me every time for fear that I would feel sad or lonely like the way I had said I was back at Shaun’s pack.Regardless I loved the attention and protection I was getting. It made me feel special and cared for in the best way I could ever think of. They always made sure I was okay and happy and that alone was amazing.Davos and I fell more into each other’s company. I know I’ve been saying this, but each time I think about it gives me butterflies and mak
Katrina’s POVI struggled against him for a brief moment and his lips curled further in a sly look before he let go of me. I hopped once more before I regained my balance, a scowl on my face as I took two steps back to where I previously stood.“Why’d you do that?” I mouthed the question, narrowing my eyes at him, getting irritated and a bit annoyed as he continued to keep that cocky outlook.“Just testing your resolve that's all,” he answered in the same manner I asked, no one else hearing or noticing anything amiss as they were all involved in their respective actions.“Can we focus on the training?” I asked, my voice audible and not just my lips moving to keep the conversation quiet.“It's hard to focus when you are right in front of me,” he said enticingly or thought he did, but to me it came off as irritating. “You look constipated.”“The word I think to be used should be uncomfortable,” I elaborated, tilting my head to the side and curling my tongue in my mouth to prevent me fro
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