KANEI took a steadying breath before I knocked on Catherine’s door. After the overwhelming rage of his beast, the chaos of the castle, and discussion with Damon, I decided to go see her. When her voice called out for me to enter, I opened the door, feeling a strange calm wash over me.Catherine glanced up from where she sat by the window, her expression softened by surprise. “Kane?”“I wanted to see how you were faring,” I began awkwardly, searching for the right words. Her presence put me at ease and made me restless all at once. “After everything yesterday, I didn’t want to leave you with the wrong impression.”She straightened, giving me a curious look. “I’m fine. I mean, I was wondering what happened, but yes, I’m good.”A beat of silence fell between us, hinting at a tension I desperately wanted to dissipate. Clearing my throat, I stepped closer, seating myself on the edge of the chair across from her. “I shouldn’t have left the way I did yesterday. That was poor judgment
CATHERINE The following days felt surreal, almost as if I were living someone else's life. I couldn't believe it.Kane, the Lycan King, the same man who once seemed determined to make every interaction a battle of wills, was now doing everything he could to court me. It was the only word I could think of to describe it.It started with small gestures at first, quiet moments over breakfast or dinner, lingering conversations where we shared more than just glances and curt words. Then, there were the gifts: my favorite foods, small luxuries I had never thought to ask for but appreciated. Kane watched me closely, as if gauging my every reaction with the faintest smile escaping him whenever he caught me enjoying something he'd arranged.One morning, he took me to the meadow behind the castle, a place I didn't know existed. The air was fresh, and the environment was a lot calming. And though he tried to mask it, I could see a rare, softer side of him emerge when he looked out over the fi
CATHERINE Disguised in plain clothes the next day, Kane and I entered the festival grounds together, blending into the crowd. It felt strange at first, surreal even, to be walking among people who didn’t bow or stare. For once, I was just Catherine, and the man by my side was just Kane."Are you sure this is wise?" I asked, leaning close as we walked through the rows of market stalls. “Someone might recognize us.”Kane grinned, his eyes glinting with mischief. “They won’t. Not if we don’t act like ourselves.”I laughed, shaking my head. “And what does that mean, exactly?”“It means,” he said, leaning in conspiratorially, “that you’re not Lady Catherine today. You’re just Cathy.”“Cathy?” I rolled my eyes, but a smile tugged at my lips. “And you?”He straightened up, trying to suppress a smile. “Just... Kane.”“Oh, Kane,” I repeated, feigning seriousness. “Sounds very normal.”We exchanged a grin, and I could feel the thrill of it and the excitement of shedding our titles, if only fo
CATHERINE The second I closed my door, the hairs on my neck rose. Someone was here. Sitting on my bed, facing away, was a tall figure that looked like....“Who’s there?” I demanded, getting all scared.The figure turned slowly, and as his face came into view. I felt a jolt of both anger and confusion. Damon. He sat there, staring at me with an unreadable expression but a piercing gaze."Damon?" I stammered, my voice barely a whisper at first. “What are you doing here? And why are you sitting on my bed?”My voice rose with every word.He stood abruptly and his face clouded with irritation as he approached me. Before I could take a step back, his hand shot out, wrapping around my arm in a grip that was far from gentle.I winced. “Let go! What is wrong with you?”He ignored my words and let his fingers dig into my arm as he looked down at me with something almost different . Something I termed to be possessive. “Why did you take so long to get back here?” His voice was low, yet there wa
CATHERINE As I turned, Kane’s intense gaze pinned me in place, as he stood by the doorway. "What’s going on in here?" He repeated, with his tone edged with suspicion.My mind basically spun. I opened my mouth, fumbling for a response that wouldn’t deepen the tension but also wouldn’t betray the unsettled feeling Damon had left behind.Damon stepped in before I could gather my thoughts. "I was just checking up on Catherine,” he said smoothly but guarded, “since I was passing by."Kane’s eyes narrowed, flicking from Damon to me and back again. "Is that really what happened?"The weight of Kane’s stare was enough to make me swallow nervously, but I quickly nodded, forcing my voice to remain steady. "Yes, that's all it was. Damon was just being nice."The air was thick, and I had no idea if Kane believed me. Did he know how long Damon had been in here? Or had he overheard anything? I felt my face grow warm, unable to tell if his suspicion was justified or if I was just imagining the t
CATHERINE "What about you?" I changed the direction of conversation. "What pet do you like?"I watched Kane’s expression change as he seemed to consider my question, his usual confidence flickering for a moment. Then, he cleared his throat, as if shrugging off the thought. “I’m not really a pet person,” he finally said. “A pet is not meant for someone with my nature.”“Your nature?” I echoed as my curiosity was piqued. There was a guarded look in his eyes, one I’d seen before when he was about to dodge a question, but I didn’t back down. “What does that mean, exactly?”Kane ran a hand through his hair and a smirk tugged at his lips. “Nothing too important.” He glanced away, focusing on the water surrounding us. “Maybe I just prefer the company of stronger creatures of I was destined to.”I raised an eyebrow, feeling like he was carefully choosing each word. “Stronger creatures? And here I thought you were about to tell me you keep a dragon hidden somewhere.”He laughed, but it was
CATHERINE Kane and I continued exploring the ship. It was strange, but in the most wonderful way. Everything felt natural when we were here, surrounded by nothing but the gentle rocking of the waves and the vastness of the sea.When we turned a corner, my eyes landed on a small table set up by a window, and sitting on it was an old chessboard whose wooden pieces worn smooth from years of use. I stopped, running my fingers over the board with a faint smile.“You play chess?” I asked, glancing up at Kane.He followed my gaze, and something softened in his expression. “My father taught me,” he said, almost as if he were talking more to himself than to me. “We used to play whenever we traveled together.”There was a quiet wistfulness in his voice, and I found myself wondering what memories this old game stirred in him. “You must have been close,” I muttered gently.Kane’s lips tugged into a faint smile. “Close enough.” Then he turned to me with an eyebrow raised. “Care for a game?”I
KANEMy grip tightened as I pulled Catherine against me, and the world narrowed to just us. Her scent overwhelmed my senses, stirring something wild and insatiable within. My hands traced over her shoulders, down her back, and I caught the fabric of her dress, tearing it away, inch by inch, in my eagerness. She gasped, leaning into me, her eyes meeting mine with shock and trust.And then, in one misstep, she stumbled.“Catherine,” I murmured, reaching out as her hand shot out to steady herself. Her fingers gripped the edge of the table beside us, but a thin, dark line of red streaked across her palm, immediately drawing my eyes.My pulse thundered and the beast within me started shifting at the sight of blood. I felt it clawing at the edges of my control, struggling to break free.Fuck!I forced myself to swallow, to breathe and to stay calm, but the scent was sharp, fresh and consuming. My hands clenched, and I could feel the rough growl building in my chest.“Kane?” she asked with
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