CATHERINE The soft knock on my chamber door came far too early, pulling me from the depths of my restless sleep. Before I could even fully comprehend what was happening, a group of maids bustled in, their excited chatter filling the room.“It’s time, my Lady,” one of them said, her voice as light as the morning sun streaming through the windows.My heart sank and rose simultaneously. Today was the day. The mating ceremony.“Already?” I croaked, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. My voice betrayed my nerves, but the maids seemed oblivious as they began preparing the room.“You’ll be the most beautiful Luna this realm has ever seen,” another maid gushed, setting down a tray of fruit and tea by my bedside.I managed a weak smile as my stomach twisted into knots. “I appreciate that,” I murmured, though my mind was elsewhere.The realization that I wouldn’t see Kane until the ceremony sent a wave of unease washing over me. I needed him. His presence, his reassuring words—it was the only thin
CATHERINE “Because I can’t let you do this,” Damon's words hung in the air, impossible to ignore. My mind raced, searching for an explanation, a reason for his sudden boldness.“You’re not making any sense,” I said in a shaking tone. “What do you mean you can’t let me? This is… this is what’s supposed to happen.”“Supposed to happen?” he echoed bitterly. “Catherine, do you even want this? Truly want this? Or are you just going along with it because it’s expected of you?”His question struck me like a blow. I opened my mouth to reply but found I couldn’t. What was he trying to drive at exactly?Damon’s gaze softened, but his resolve didn’t falter. “I had to come,” he said quietly. “I couldn’t stay silent anymore. Not when I know this isn’t what you deserve.”I shook my head, my thoughts a whirlwind. “This… this is not your decision to make.”“No,” he agreed. “It’s not. But it’s yours, Catherine. And I need you to ask yourself if this is truly what you want—what you need.”I stared a
KANEAs Zelda adjusted the final fold of my ceremonial sash, she turned to leave the room, her gown swishing lightly against the floor. Just as her hand touched the doorknob, I spoke.“Mother, wait.”She paused, turning back with an arched brow. “Yes, Kane?”I studied her for a moment. Something about her demeanor—the too-smooth way she deflected questions left me unsettled. “I have a question,” I uttered casually. “What are your real reasons for coming back to the castle?”Her smile faltered for a split second before returning with practiced ease. “I told you already,” she said smoothly. “I came to see my son mated and freed from the curse. It’s been my wish for centuries, Kane.”I stepped closer, folding my arms. “That’s what you said. But is that all?”Zelda’s eyes narrowed slightly, though her smile remained intact. “What else would it be?”“I don’t know,” I said, probing. “That’s why I’m asking.”She let out a soft laugh, as though I’d made a joke. “Kane, you’ve always been su
KANE“Damon,” I growled, low and dangerous, barely recognizable even to myself.Damon didn’t flinch. His hand remained in place, with the dagger gleaming ominously in the dim light.“Kane,” he said, calmly as though we were discussing some trivial matter instead of him holding a blade to my mate’s throat.“What the hell are you doing?” I demanded, stepping further into the room, fists clenched. My beast clawed at the surface, begging for control, but I held it back—for now.“I’m doing what’s necessary,” Damon replied, his eyes flickering to Catherine before returning to me. “For her.”“For her?” I echoed incredulously, getting more angry. “You think threatening her life is for her benefit?”“You don’t understand,” Damon said. “She doesn’t belong here, Kane. She deserves more than being trapped with a cursed beast. She deserves freedom.”Catherine whimpered softly, her eyes darting between us. “Kane…” she whispered, trembling.“Let her go, Damon,” I said, each word a warning. “Now.”D
KANEImmediately Catherine collapsed and I saw her body going limp and cold, something inside me snapped. The world around me turned into a blur of rage and fear as I watched her—my mate, the one person who could free me from this curse—slowly slip away. I could feel a rush of hormones like a tide within me as my heart hammered violently against my ribs, and before I knew it, I let out a howl.It wasn’t a sound of sorrow, though. It was primal, a desperate cry that came from the deepest part of me, the part that had been caged for too long. It was a warning, a call that resonated through the entire pack, a declaration that something was terribly wrong.The pack’s response came quickly, but it didn’t matter. It wasn’t enough to reach me. I could feel the beast clawing at my insides, begging to be freed. I could feel its hunger, its desire for vengeance, and the uncontrollable need to rip everything and everyone to pieces. And I couldn’t stop it.I felt the change in my bones before I
CATHERINE The moment I opened my eyes, the dull ache in my head turned into sharp pain. My whole body protested as I tried to sit up. The surface beneath me was hard, like an old wooden bed, and the air smelled faintly of damp earth and dust. Where was I?Everything around me was dim, and as my vision slowly adjusted, I took in the surroundings. It was a small, shabby room with cracked walls and an unkempt floor. It didn’t look like anywhere in the castle. My heart skipped a beat.I swung my legs to the side, trying to get up, but I felt dizzy, and my legs buckled beneath me. Just as I was about to hit the ground, strong arms caught me mid-fall.“Easy there,” a familiar voice said softly.My gaze snapped upward, and I froze. Damon.He was calm, almost tender, as he steadied me and helped me sit back on the edge of the bed.“How are you feeling?” he asked, crouching in front of me so we were eye level.For a moment, I didn’t say anything. My throat felt dry, and my mind was racing, tr
CATHERINE The door creaked open, and I tensed, gripping the crude, rusted sharp hook I’d found behind the bed. There was no way I was going to sit down comfortably without doing anything. Since he wasn't going to let me go, I might as well do well to escape. Damon walked in, carrying a plate of food and a glass of water. He looked so calm, almost unnervingly so, as he approached. “You need to eat, Catherine,” he said, setting the plate on a small, wobbly table near the bed. “You’ve been relying on nothing but those solutions and drugs to keep you alive while you were unconscious. This is real food. You need your strength.” I didn’t respond. I fixed my eyes on the far wall. My heart was pounding so loudly I was certain he could hear it, but I kept my grip firm on the hook, hidden beneath the loose folds of my dress. “Catherine,” Damon repeated, almost pleading. “Look at me.” Slowly, I turned my head, flashing him a cold and unyielding glare as much as I could muster. “I don’t
CATHERINE I sat there, bound and helpless with my wrists sore from Damon’s unrelenting restraint. The ache in my shoulders was nothing compared to the frustration boiling within me. Damon would come in like clockwork, bringing me food and hovering over me as though I were some priceless artifact. His eyes would watch my every move, ensuring I didn’t try anything reckless.It was maddening.Every attempt I made to escape had been futile. Once, I’d faked needing to use the bathroom, thinking I could slip past him when his guard was down. But he’d caught me, dragging me back with a smug look that made my skin crawl.Now, I was out of ideas, out of strength. My body ached, but my mind raced. I couldn’t give up. Not yet.I leaned my head back against the wall, my thoughts swirling. If brute strength and wit wouldn’t get me out of here, maybe I needed a different approach. Something subtle.Think, Catherine. What does Damon want?It was clear he wanted me to believe he was my protector, th
CATHERINE Kane walked forward, towards the men, and I couldn’t help but notice the way his presence instantly drew the attention of the two men.“I’m sorry, but I have a proposition for you both” he began calmly, the kind of tone that didn’t invite much argument.The men exchanged glances before the older one spoke. “Do I know you from somewhere?”My heart skipped a beat. Could it be that they recognized Kane? No! That mustn't happen. “I doubt you do.” Kane replied but the man's eyes remained squinted, trying to recall if he has seen Kane before.“But you do look familiar.” the second man supported but Kane shrugged his words off, not bothering to respond to him.“I would like it if you can assist us out of the borders, please.”“We’re already pushing our luck with these two,” the man gestured toward the woman and her daughter, “so whatever you’re proposing—”Kane cut him off, pulling something from his cloak with a deliberate motion. The glint of gold caught the dim light, and I ga
CATHERINE The sun was beginning to set when Kane and I finally emerged from the forest. My legs ached from the relentless pace, and every breath felt heavier than the last. We were now in the city and I was obviously relieved.We were closer to safety. But that relief evaporated as soon as we spotted the guards stationed near the border, inspecting every traveler with unnerving scrutiny.Kane tensed beside me, scanning the checkpoint. He grabbed my hand gently, pulling me toward a shaded alleyway where we wouldn’t be spotted. “We can’t go any further, I guess” he said, clearly frustrated.I leaned against the wall, taking a moment to catch my breath. “What now?” I asked, keeping my voice equally hushed. “Aren’t the people you wanted to contact nearby?”He shook his head. “No. They’re outside the city. Far beyond the borders.”“So, what do we do?” I pressed, though I knew he didn’t have an answer yet.Kane didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he leaned back against the wall.“Give m
CATHERINE “What now?” I whispered with urgency as my mind raced.Kane’s eyes flicked toward the entrance. “We have to leave,” he said in a tone that brooked no argument. “If Damon’s nearby, it’s only a matter of time before he finds us.”I frowned, glancing toward the entrance as though I might catch a glimpse of the man who had caused us so much pain. “Are you sure he didn’t trail you here?”Kane shook his head firmly. “No. I would’ve smelled him on the way.” He paused. “But it doesn’t matter how he found us. His scent is getting stronger, Catherine. We can’t stay here.”His words hit me like a punch to the gut. My mind raced with a million questions, but the one that came out was the most immediate. “Where are we going?”His lips pressed into a thin line, his gaze scanning the cave as though answers might materialize from the stone walls. “I don’t know yet,” he admitted. “But if we want to live, we have to leave.”My stomach twisted at his words. The raw seriousness in his voic
KANEThe moment I walked into the cave, Catherine’s eyes lit up. She sat up from the makeshift bed she had put together, her body language already radiating curiosity.“Kane,” she began with urgency, “what happened? What’s the outcome of your trip?”I shrugged my shoulders and sat down opposite her, trying to gather my thoughts. “I made it to the castle,” I said. “I encountered Durmas. He was the only one there, and he filled me in on everything.”Her brows knitted in confusion. “Durmas? What was he doing there? And what did he tell you?”I recounted the entire encounter in detail: Durmas's revelations about the council’s schemes, the kill order on my head, and the council’s plans to name Damon as Alpha Regent. As I spoke, Catherine listened intently, her gaze never leaving mine. She absorbed every word, her lips pressed into a thin line.When I finished, she sat back slightly, her eyes narrowing in thought. Then, after a long pause, she tilted her head and asked, “Do you trust Durma
KANEThe quiet steps of Durmas echoed faintly against the stone walls as I followed him deeper into the castle’s underbelly. My senses were on high alert, eyes scanning for anything out of place, but my focus was split. Why was he here? And why hadn’t he sounded the alarm to the guards or Damon’s minions? As we rounded another corner, I couldn’t hold my tongue any longer. "Durmas," I uttered. "What’s going on? Why are you here, and why aren’t you turning me in?"He stopped abruptly, his robes swaying slightly with the motion. Turning to face me, his expression was unreadable, but his eyes burned with intensity. "After the events of the mating ceremony," he began, carrying a voice that demanded attention, "a great many things unraveled in the aftermath."I crossed my arms and arched an eyebrow. "Such as?"Durmas let out a slow breath, his gaze drifting for a moment as if gathering his thoughts. Then, he began to recount everything that had transpired. "The council convened almo
KANEThe early morning air was crisp, the kind that bit at your skin and made every breath sharp in your lungs. I moved swiftly through the forest, the damp leaves crunching beneath my boots.I knew I shouldn’t have left so early, not in the state I was in, but I couldn’t stay idle any longer. Every fiber of my being demanded answers, even if it meant risking my life to get them. My destination was clear: the castle.As I made my way through the dense woods, my heightened senses picked up everything—the distant chirping of birds, the rustle of leaves in the breeze, even the faint sound of water flowing from a nearby stream. It was all background noise compared to the one sound I dreaded most: footsteps.The first sign of trouble came when I crossed the old stone bridge leading to the outskirts of the castle grounds. The scent hit me first, a group of Lycans. I took a moment to observe them and found out they were Damon’s minions.I crouched low, keeping to the shadows as I scanned the
KANEThe makeshift bed Catherine had arranged from the clothes she’d brought was a far cry from the luxury I was used to, but it served its purpose. She’d done what she could to make it comfortable, but the cramped space meant we had no choice but to share it. It wasn’t my type of thing, but I wasn’t going to complain—not when I knew how much she’d already sacrificed for me.We lay there, shoulder to shoulder and for a while, neither of us spoke. Finally, she broke the quiet. “Don’t you think I should call the doctor to check on you again?”I turned my head toward her, meeting her worried eyes. “I’m fine, Catherine,” I replied. “Now that I’m conscious and in a better state of mind, my healing abilities are kicking in. You don’t need to worry.”She frowned, her lips pressing into a thin line. “That doesn’t mean you’re completely okay,” she countered. “Just because you’re awake doesn’t mean the poison’s effects are gone. You might need—”I cut her off gently but firmly. “Catherine,
KANERoaming through the endless expanse of the forest, my legs felt like lead, dragging with every step. The ground beneath me was damp and uneven, but I hardly noticed anymore. My body was running on pure instinct, driven by a hollow ache in my chest that refused to subside. The world around me had become a blur of greens and browns.And then I caught it, a faint trace of her scent. Catherine.The smell was so faint, so fleeting, that for a moment I thought I’d imagined it. My breath hitched as the familiar odour sent different emotions crashing over me: longing, anger, and that deep, gut-wrenching hurt that seemed to have taken permanent residence inside me. But the scent was too weak, diluted with something unfamiliar. Someone else.I clenched my fists, claws digging into my palms. It wasn’t her. It couldn’t be. She wouldn’t be here, not after everything. And if she was... if she was, then why did her scent carry traces of someone else? The thought alone was enough to make my bl
CATHERINE Kane's face remained stoic, his piercing gaze fixed on me, but I could see the doubt in his eyes. He didn’t outright dismiss what I had said, yet I could tell he wasn’t ready to fully accept it either.When I opened my mouth to speak again, to plead with him to understand, he cut me off with a sharp shake of his head."I need to see it for myself," he said flatly, devoid of emotion."Kane, you can’t—"He raised a hand, silencing me. "I’m going to check things out," he stated firmly, leaving little room for argument.But he had underestimated me. I was no longer the timid woman afraid to speak her mind. My voice rose, tinged with frustration and desperation. "You’re not going anywhere, Kane!"His eyes widened slightly, more in surprise than anger. I didn’t care."Do you think I’ve been running around, risking my life for you to just throw it all away with your stubbornness?" I yelled, stepping closer to him, my chest heaving. "You’re not well! The doctor said you need time