Kamrynn's POV “Not much to celebrate when you have feet like this. I can't wait till they're out. Balloon-like feet are not a flex.” I grumbled, adjusting my feet once more.Rmonica nearly choked on her tea. “Gosh Kamrynn, you're too much. I'm supposed to be the funny one, you know.” She replied with a wink.We both burst into laughter, the sound filling the cozy room. For a moment, all the discomfort and exhaustion melted away, replaced by the joy of being with a dear friend. Since everything had happened, Rmonica and I had only grown closer, and moments like this made it clear why.“Oh!” I suddenly blurted, my hands gripping my stomach.Rmonica shot forward. “What? What’s wrong?”I winced, then let out a shaky laugh. “Nothing. One of them just kicked my ribs. Hard.”Rmonica sat back with a relieved chuckle. “They’re strong already. You’re definitely going to have your hands full.”“Don’t remind me,” I said dryly. “I can’t even reach my toes anymore, let alone handle two of these li
Kamrynn’s POVA month had passed, and Rmonica was steadfast in her appointments with the gynaecologist. Watching her dedication gave me hope, though I tried not to say too much. Still, the dreams kept coming—those strange, vivid visions that lingered long after I woke up.Last night’s dream had been particularly strong. I saw Rmonica standing in a field of golden wheat, the harvest so bountiful that it shimmered under the sunlight. Her laughter echoed, bright and full of joy, as she gathered the grain into her arms. The scene shifted, and I watched her open a massive gift box, her face lighting up with pure happiness as she unveiled its contents—though I couldn’t see what was inside. The emotions were overwhelming, and when I woke, my chest felt warm, like the dream had left a tangible blessing.The morning of Rmonica’s hospital visit arrived. I was sipping a cup of chamomile tea, trying to soothe my nerves, when Rmonica entered the dining hall. She looked radiant, her cheeks flushed
Kamrynn's POV Amara stared at the knife, her face as pale as the suds in the sink. Tiona was the first to speak, her voice trembling. “That knife… it would’ve gone right through her.”“It would’ve been bad,” I murmured, barely recognizing my own shaky voice. My heart was pounding, adrenaline rushing through me so fast that my hands trembled.The maids exchanged frightened whispers, their voices blending into a dull hum in the background. I couldn’t focus on their words. My mind was spinning, replaying the moment over and over. That feeling—that overwhelming certainty—had saved Amara’s life.But how had I known?Tiona placed a hand on my shoulder, her grip firm but comforting. “Kamrynn, are you okay?”I nodded stiffly, though my throat felt tight. “I… I just knew something was going to happen. I could feel it.”“That was more than just a feeling,” Tiona said softly, glancing at the knife again. “You saved her.”The weight of her words settled on me, heavy and undeniable. This wasn’t a
Kamrynn's POV After a lot of thought, I knew there was only one person I could trust with the problem of my wolf. Rmonica. But in order to seek her help, I would have to unravel myself completely, reveal the truth about my past. Every dark, disgusting detail.I sat across from her in the quiet sitting room, the comforting aroma of chamomile tea swirling between us. She gave me her usual warm, encouraging smile, but I felt my heart pounding as I prepared to speak.“Kamrynn?” Rmonica said softly, tilting her head with concern. “You’ve been quiet. What’s on your mind?”I stared at my cup, the steam curling like smoke from a fire. “There’s something I need to tell you,” I began, my voice shaking slightly. “Something about my past... and why I became a rogue.”Her expression softened instantly, concern flickering in her eyes. “Kamrynn, you don’t have to tell me if it’s too painful.”“No,” I said firmly, wrapping my hands around the mug. “You deserve to know. I want you to understand every
Kamrynn's POV “Surprise!” He announced, his arms spread dramatically as he stood in the doorway.Rmonica shot up, her face breaking into an enormous smile. “Kyven!”The man—Kyven, apparently—bounded over and scooped Rmonica into a tight hug, lifting her off her feet and spinning her in circles. “Did I get you? Did I surprise you?” he teased, his voice light and full of mischief.“You absolutely did!” Rmonica laughed, her voice ringing with genuine delight. “What are you doing here?”“Semester’s over,” he said, setting her down and brushing invisible dust from his jacket. “Figured I’d spend my break with my favorite aunt and uncle.”Rmonica beamed at him, clearly thrilled by his unexpected visit. “It’s so good to see you! Kamrynn, come meet Kyven.”I stood slowly, trying to mask the unease creeping through me as Rmonica gestured toward me with enthusiasm. “This is the Alpha’s nephew,” she said proudly. “Kyven, meet Kamrynn. She’s a dear friend.”Kyven turned his attention to me, his g
Kamrynn's POV The third day finally arrived, dragging itself along as if to test my patience. Each tick of the clock felt like a taunt. When the driver finally pulled up in front of Marwynn’s secluded cottage, my stomach churned with nerves. Intrusive thoughts clawed at my mind like restless shadows. What if this doesn’t work? What if Aryna’s gone forever? What if I’m left broken—again?Beside me, Rmonica must have sensed my unease. Her warm hand closed over mine, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “You’ve got this,” she said softly, her voice steady and confident. “I can feel it in my gut. Aryna’s waiting for you, Kamrynn.”Her certainty was comforting, even if I couldn’t quite share it. “Thanks, Rmonica,” I murmured. “I hope you’re right.”She tilted her head with a small smile. “I know I’m right.”The car came to a halt, and as we stepped out, Marwynn appeared in the doorway. Her sharp eyes, as piercing as ever, studied us both. She nodded in greeting, her presence calm but undeniabl
Kamrynn's POV Marwynn’s chanting grew louder, her voice taking on an almost frenzied rhythm. She picked up the knife, its blade gleaming dangerously in the flickering candlelight, and approached me with purpose. My eyes widened in alarm.“What are you—” I started to ask, but she cut me off.“Stay still,” she ordered. “This is part of the process.”With practiced precision, she made small, shallow incisions along my arms, shoulders, and legs, carefully avoiding my stomach. Each cut sent a fresh wave of agony through me, and I couldn’t stop the sob that tore from my throat.“I can’t—” I choked out, my voice trembling. “This—this might’ve been a mistake—”“Endure,” Marwynn snapped, her voice cutting through my despair. “You are stronger than the poison within you.”Her words were like a lifeline, pulling me back from the edge. I gritted my teeth, clinging to her belief in my strength. Then, something strange began to happen. From the cuts she had made, a thick, black liquid started to o
Kamrynn's POV After Aryna awoke within me, everything changed in ways I hadn’t thought possible. It wasn’t just a physical shift; it was visceral, a transformation that radiated from deep within. Strength coursed through my veins, so potent it felt as though I could lift mountains if I tried. My senses sharpened to a near-supernatural degree. I could hear the softest whispers from across the room, smell the faintest traces of herbs lingering in the air, and feel the subtle vibrations of footsteps on the ground before they even reached my ears.Tasks that had once left me winded—bending to pick something off the floor, climbing stairs, or even enduring the day-to-day weight of my pregnancy—now seemed laughably easy. My body felt lighter, almost like I was floating just above the earth but with a grounding force that kept me steady.And my awareness… it was unnerving at first. I noticed details I would have missed before: the slight shift in a person’s tone, the tension in their should
Kamrynn's POV “Bait him?” Rmonica echoed, her brow furrowing. “How?”“We need to draw him out, force him to slip up. If he’s as calculated as we think, he won’t make a move unless he feels cornered. We need a public setting, something where he’ll feel pressured.”Rmonica considered this for a moment before nodding. “A gathering. A party,” she said. “A pre-wedding celebration for Kyven and Thalia. Draven will have no choice but to attend.”Relief flooded through me, and I managed a small smile. “You’d do that?”“For you? Always,” Rmonica said, returning the smile. “Leave the arrangements to me. You focus on resting and keeping yourself safe.”I swallowed the lump in my throat, overwhelmed by her unwavering support. “Thank you, Rmonica.”She placed a hand on my shoulder, her gaze steady. “Never stop believing in yourself, Kamrynn. And if you ever feel like the weight is too much, promise me you’ll come to me.”“I promise,” I said softly.Satisfied, Rmonica stood and gave me a reassurin
Kamrynn's POV That night, I stayed on edge, pacing my room as though the act alone could shake off the ominous sense of foreboding hanging over me. Every sound made me jump—the soft creak of the wooden floor beneath my feet, even the ticking of the clock felt too loud. Sleep seemed impossible.But exhaustion eventually won. I sank into bed, my body heavy with fatigue. My eyes fluttered shut, and for a moment, I felt the beginnings of peace. Then the nightmare came.It started the same way the others always did—with nothingness. The darkness was suffocating, the kind of abyss that pulled you deeper and deeper, until the pressure in your chest made you think your lungs would burst. I floated in it, weightless, lost, and completely at its mercy.But then, just as I thought I might sink forever, the darkness shifted. Images began to form, sharp and vivid. I was standing in the middle of a field cloaked in darkness. The grass was tall and brittle, crunching beneath my bare feet.Blood spl
Kamrynn's POV I lay sprawled on my bed, staring at the ceiling as my thoughts churned like a raging storm. The encounter with Kyven and Thalia had left me raw, both physically and emotionally. My cheek ached, my split lip throbbed, and my pride—well, that was shattered beyond repair. My body begged for rest, but my mind wouldn’t relent.The soft click of the door opening pulled me out of my spiraling thoughts. I turned my head just as Rmonica stepped inside, her ever-watchful eyes scanning the room.“There you are,” she said, her voice light but tinged with concern. “I’ve been looking for you. How are you feeling? You looked like you needed some air earlier.”I forced a weak smile, pushing myself up to sit. “I’m fine. Just tired, that’s all.”Her brow furrowed slightly, and she stepped closer, her gaze locking onto my face. She froze mid-step, her eyes widening as she took in the bruise on my cheek and the dried blood on my split lip.“Kamrynn,” she said sharply, closing the distance
Kamrynn's POV “Let go of me! Kamrynn, stop! You’re hurting me!” She cried, clawing at my hand.“Then talk!” I growled, pulling harder. “What is your father planning?”“I don’t know anything! Please, Kamrynn, let me go!” Her voice cracked with desperation, but I wasn’t convinced. “You’re lying!” I hissed, yanking her head back. “Confess!”“I swear, I don’t know what you’re talking about!” she sobbed, her tears flowing freely now.The sound of a door slamming open made us both jump. I released her, turning just in time to see Kyven storming out of Thalia’s bathroom. His hair was damp, and a towel was slung low around his waist.“What the hell is going on here?” he demanded, his eyes blazing as he took in the scene.I froze, my brain struggling to process the implications of his presence. Then my eyes darted to the corner of the bed, where his shirt lay in a crumpled heap. Realization hit me like a punch to the gut.They just had sex. It's why Thalia was so fidgety when I came into the
Kamrynn's POV The door to my room creaked open, and Tiona walked in carrying a tray of food, the smell wafting in before her. Amara followed close behind, her worried eyes scanning me as if expecting to find me on the brink of collapse.“Kamrynn,” Tiona said, her voice soft but strained. “How are you feeling? You gave us all such a scare.”I sat up slowly, managing a small smile. “I’m fine, really. There’s no need to worry.”“No need to worry?” Amara repeated, dropping onto the edge of my bed with a huff. “You were out cold for two days, Kamrynn. Two days! We thought…” She trailed off, shaking her head as if banishing the thought.Tiona set the tray on the bedside table and crossed her arms, her lips pressed into a thin line. “Luna Rmonica called everything off after we found you. The final day and night of the festival didn’t happen. She didn’t want anyone celebrating while you were like that.”My eyes widened. “She stopped the festival?”“Completely,” Tiona confirmed. “The Pack und
Kamrynn's POV I floated in a vast expanse of black water, the abyss stretching endlessly in every direction. There was no light, no sound, no sense of up or down. The oppressive silence pressed against me, thick and suffocating, as if the darkness itself was alive. I struggled to move, but the water clung to me, pulling me deeper into the void.“Help,” I tried to cry out, but no sound left my lips. My lungs burned as the dark liquid filled them, choking me. The pressure in my chest grew unbearable, and my limbs felt like lead.Panic clawed at me as the abyss tightened its grip, the currents dragging me down with merciless force. My vision blurred, my mind screamed, and just as I was about to surrender to the darkness, I jolted awake.I gasped, clutching my chest as I shot upright in bed. My breath came in ragged gulps, my heart pounding like a drum in my ears. The nightmare clung to me, its cold, clammy fingers refusing to let go.“Kamrynn!” Rmonica’s voice broke through the fog of fe
Kamrynn's POV The hallway was still and quiet, but the pounding of my heart felt deafening as I leaned against Alpha Draven’s door, straining to hear his conversation inside. My super hearing amplified every word, and what I caught made my stomach churn.“Don’t worry,” Alpha Draven’s voice was low but filled with malice. “It’ll happen soon. Just six days from now, a lot of things will change. The mating ceremony will be the mark of a new beginning for us and Orion’s family. They’ll never see it coming.”The venom in his tone froze me in place. This wasn’t just a boast or a vague threat. He was planning something terrible, and the certainty in his words sent a chill down my spine. My breath hitched, and my hands trembled as I tried to process what I’d just heard.What does he mean by "new beginning"? What does he plan to do to Orion and Rmonica?The room fell silent after his last words, but my instincts screamed at me to move. I had to get out of there. Before I could act, the door f
Kamrynn's POV“It didn’t stop there,” Tiona said, her voice barely above a whisper. “The Black Stalker didn’t just take their souls—it used them to spread its poison. The affected villagers would stand in the doorways of their homes at night, calling to others with those dead, hollow voices. And those who answered... well, they joined the ranks of the soulless by morning.”Her words hung in the air, heavy with dread.“It spread like wildfire,” Tiona said, her voice trembling for effect. “By the time the remaining villagers realized what was happening, it was too late. The Stalker had seeped into the very foundation of their lives. And then, one night, it disappeared.”“Disappeared?” another voice asked, trembling. “Just like that?”Tiona nodded slowly, her eyes glinting in the fireligh
Kamrynn's POVThe palace came alive one person at a time, their voices gradually filling the halls with laughter and chatter. Everyone had woken up and slipped back into their routines, but I couldn’t seem to keep up. My thoughts were weighed down by the nightmare and the dread it had left in its wake.Hours melted away like snow on a summer morning, and before I knew it, the sun was sinking below the horizon. Tonight’s agenda was packed—storytelling, singing, a drama performance, a talent show, and even a friendly competition between the Alphas to demonstrate their skills to everyone. The grand finale? A couple’s dance.I cringed at the thought of the last event. If it were up to me, I’d have spent the night in my room, warm under a blanket, away from prying eyes and uncomfortable encounters. But I knew Rmonica wouldn’t let me off the hook.“Company wi