Kyra's pov I hurriedly walked into the night in search of a cloth. A part of me felt happy, it was the first time I had wolfed out. That feeling of being powerful was all I could think about forgetting the fact that I was supposed to come up with a plan to save my mother. She had told me, Davis was not going to delay her execution and I began to wonder if she was already dead. A part of me wished that I hadn't killed Jessica's guard, maybe he would have helped me clear my mother's name but then I knew he wasn't going to betray his mistress. Jessica's father was a tough man, the Beta to the dead Alpha. I knew it was useless trying to clear my name but then, it would really be nice if Davis would listen to me and see Jessica and her father for who they really are. My mind went back to my wolf. " Are you there?" I said with a hint of happiness in my voice. " I can't believe we could do that?" My inner wolf said happily. " Neither do I? But we need to save my mother now o
Kyra's pov I looked around me and I was shocked. " Did we do this?" I asked walking through the guards as they groaned in pain. " Hurry, we don't have time." My wolf shouted at me. I immediately took the dungeon keys from one of the guards and plunged into the tunnels. I saw a torch at the far end of it and grabbed one. " Where too?" " I am not sure, Kyra. Wait, let me help you find her scent." My wolf said and I giggled. It was obvious I was enjoying my new powers thanks to the blue eye wolf who was my mate. I wonder how he was doing since I practically took him out. "Can you focus?" My wolf snapped at me. " Sorry. I was just happy." I said back at her. She was the only friend I had right now. " This way." My wolf said again. As I walked into the darkest part of the tunnel, I saw some of the prisoners in cages. " Mum? Mother!" I shouted as I walked with the torch in my hand. " Come kid, get me out of here." " Please, get me some food." " Who are you looking for? I can h
Jessica's POV The speed, the flashes. It was unlike anything I had ever seen before. "How is this possible?" I raised my head up to meet Kyra's amusement. It was clear she was enjoying the way she had me humilated The dungeon was silent, with many of the prisoners looking in awe at the way Kyra moved. I stood up as blood gushed from the marks she had inflicted on me. I stared at her eyes, and I noticed there was something different about the colour. "What are you?" The word left my mouth before I could even think. "You can let us go, Jessica, or we can keep dragging this all night long. Either way, we know you are going to die. I don't care if it is the last thing I do before I leave this earth!" Kyra screamed. "Really? I am going to enjoy watching you die in pain." I said with anger coursing through my veins. "Oh, I can't wait!" Kyra returned the gesture and launched once more at me. I landed with a great thud, my bones cracking at each bash, each lash and claw that l
Kyra's POV I was restrained as I felt the guards deal different blows to my face. My eyes darted towards the corpse of my mother. I could picture her face, her smile, and the way she had always stood up for me no matter the odds. But lying on the floor was her pale and whitish face. Blood is flowing from her lifeless body with her eyes opened, staring at me. A blow landed on my face, and I passed out; my wolf slowly weakened until I could feel her no more. "Is this a dream?" "Where am I?" I opened my eyes, and my face went pale. I was strung to a pole right in front of the palace with a lot of the pack members all staring at me with disdain. "I can't believe her curse rubbed off on her mother." "Poor thing." "She is finally going to die." "She brought this upon herself." "I heard she bested Jessica in the fight they had in the dungeon." "Enough!" Davis shouted, raising his hand up in the air. This isn't a dream! It is real. My eyes snapped open, looki
Kyra’s POV The last thing I saw was my mother's throat ripped out right in front of me. All I saw was her pain, the horrific sight, how she looked at me in desperation to save her. My body felt numb from the whip lashed on my back. I could feel my skin torn and sore. I winced in pain as I slowly sat up. I tried to move but I was chained to the very cell my mother was in. I looked around the four corners as tears streamed down my face. If only I hadn't loved, Davis. All of this wouldn't have happened. For a moment, I wished I could change my fate. Go back in time where I could erase my feelings for him but then it was too late. There was no reason to cry over spilled milk. I heard gentle footsteps approaching my cage, I quickly went back into the darkest part of the dungeon but then it was Nancy and Jessica. I could see a cold smile on their faces. " So, do you think you can convince Davis I killed his father?" Jessica looked at me. I charged towards both of them bu
Kyra’s POVThe sharp clatter of chains around my wrist jolted me awake. I was chained to the wall even though my dungeon was locked like I was some sort of criminal.The cold from the damp stone floor had seeped into my bones, and every part of me ached. My wrists burnt where the right shackles pressed against my wrists. The dim light filtering through the iron bars signalled the arrival of dawn—the day of my exile.The heavy dungeon doors groaned open. A group of guards entered; their faces were without any expressions. They were called the Dire Wolves.They were mostly used for torture.As if I were nothing more than another burden to dispose of. One of them tossed a black cloak at me."Put it on," he barked. "We leave now."For a moment, I didn’t move. Last night’s conversation with Davis replayed in my mind—his blind trust in Jessica, his disgust toward me.I had spent years believing he was my mate, thinking he was going to return the love I had for him, only to learn he was my d
Davis's POV The whole pack mourns the death of my father. The pack was as silent as a graveyard as the burial rites and tradition went on for days. Many pack leaders and Alphas came to visit. Some came to gloat while others. came to wish me well. Anger burnt inside of me when I noticed a rogue pack leader, Alpha Marius. "What are you doing here?" I snapped, raising my voice in anger as we collided during his visit. "Calm down, boy; even your dead father cannot tell me when to come and go!" Alpha Marius, said looking at me. I clenched my hands into a ball fist, anger bulking inside of me. But then I saw Beta Zakaira walking towards us. "Alpha Marius, we were not informed of your coming." He said with a smile. My face twisted in frustration; here was a man who had come to gloat. Why was Beta Zakaira being friendly towards him? "You need to speak with him? Didn't his father tell him how I had helped him seize the throne he is planning on sitting on?" Alpha Marius said, look
Davis Pov " What are you talking about?" I asked, looking at Doctor Gardener. " I don't want to make a scene out of these but the poison that had my friend, your father killed was a wolf bane which was rare and only found in a few parts of the world," Doctor Gardener continued, his eyes locked on mine. I felt like I had been punched in the gut. "What? That's impossible," I stammered, trying to process the information. Doctor Gardener nodded. "I'm afraid it's true, Davis. And what's even more disturbing is that the poison was administered by someone close to the Alpha. I felt a wave of anger wash over me. Who could have done this to my father? And why? I thought back to the events following up his death, trying to remember anyone who had acted suspiciously. The night was going as usual and I didn't find anything to be suspicious. " How much do you believe in Beta Zakaira?" the doctor asked I furrowed my gaze and looked at him, " Why does everyone keep asking me that? I
Kyra’s POV Caelan’s words lingered in my heart, their weight pressing against my chest. I couldn’t shake the memory of my mother in my dream. She had been trying to tell me something—something important. But before she could, I woke up. Was this what she had been trying to warn me about? Lost in thought, I barely noticed the soft creak of the door until a familiar voice pulled me back to reality. “Are you ready?” The feminine voice made me turn around sharply. My eyes widened in disbelief. “Alessia?” She stood there, a small smile on her lips. Before I knew it, my feet carried me toward her, and I wrapped my arms around her in a tight embrace. “I thought you were…” “Dead?” Alessia finished for me, amusement flickering in her eyes. I pulled back, searching her face, as if I needed proof that she was real. “After we were taken, Beta Scott wouldn’t tell me anything. I was terrified. I should have tried harder to find you.” “You have nothing to be sorry for.” Alessia shook her
Calen’s POV“Beta Scott. We need to talk. Now.”I didn’t wait for a response. Leaving my post at the throne room doors, I moved swiftly through the dimly lit corridors of the packhouse, my mind racing. Jessica was getting too close. If she managed to convince Davis of the truth, everything I’d worked for would be ruined.I found Scott at the training grounds, watching a group of warriors spar. His sharp blue eyes met mine as I approached, and with a slight nod, he dismissed the men.“What is it?” he asked, crossing his arms.“She knows.”Scott raised an eyebrow. “Jessica?”I nodded. “She’s convinced the woman in the palace is Kyra. She won’t let this go. If she proves it, we’re finished.”Scott exhaled, rubbing his jaw. “That’s a problem.”“No,” I said, my voice low. “It’s an opportunity.”His gaze sharpened. “I’m listening.”“We need to make them believe Kyra is dead. If there’s no Kyra left to find, Jessica has nothing to fight for. We erase every trace of her from this kingdom.”A
Calen’s POVMy last meeting with Kyra had been… unsettling.No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t get her out of my mind. The kiss, her touch—every sensation burned into my memory.For the first time, the thought of revenge wavered.A part of me wanted to leave everything behind. To take Kyra and disappear. We could start over, far away from this war and bloodshed.But then… my parents.Who would avenge them if I turned my back now?I clenched my fists and forced the thought away. Standing guard at the entrance to the throne room, I heard raised voices inside.Jessica’s voice.She was shouting—claiming she knew it was Kyra.I smirked. No one will believe her. Not yet, at least. But that didn’t mean I could afford to be careless.I needed to act fast.A body had to be found.Kyra’s body.But how?Davis might be in love, but to convince him that the mysterious woman from my pack was Kyra? That would be a stretch.I let out a low chuckle. Jessica is too desperate.The doors swung open,
Jessica’s POVThe grand hall doors burst open with a resounding thud.Alpha Davis instinctively turned toward the entrance, his gaze locking onto me. His eyes flickered with surprise—he hadn’t expected me.Good.I ignored the tense atmosphere between him, my father, and Alpha Marius. I didn’t care what they were discussing. All that mattered was stopping this farce before it went any further."What is it, Jessica?" Davis asked, his voice carrying a hint of irritation. I rememberee the slap I had dealt to his face on the mating ceremony and I knew I deserved every bit of cold attide Alpha Davis was throwing towards me. I took a step forward, my eyes never leaving his. "Did you know that woman has a lover in this kingdom?"Silence.Davis arched a brow, but I caught the way his jaw tensed. That was all I needed. I had planted the seed."And how exactly do you know that?" His tone was skeptical, but the smirk on his lips was faint—forced."Are you jealous, Jessica? Because jealousy doesn
Davis’s POV"Is it true?" My voice echoed through the grand hall as I fixed my gaze on Beta Zakaira and Alpha Marius.Neither of them flinched, but I could feel the weight of my question settling between us."Is it true that you tried to have her killed?" I asked again, my patience hanging by a thread.Beta Zakaira took a cautious step forward. "Alpha Davis, you need to understand—we are trying to protect you.""Protect me?" I let out a sharp laugh, stepping down from my throne. "Or protect your own interests?" I turned to Zakaira, my eyes narrowing. "Where were you when I called for you earlier? I wondered where you'd run off to."He didn’t answer. My gaze shifted to Alpha Marius, who stood motionless, unbothered by my accusations."And you," I continued, my voice lowering. "What did you do when my father was killed? Or when the pack doctor was murdered?" My wolf growled within me, clawing for control. "Nothing. You did nothing. And now, suddenly, you're concerned about who I marry?
Kyra’s POV"And why are you asking me that?" I shot back, locking eyes with Jessica. My voice was steady, but my heart pounded against my ribs.Has she followed me? Or worse… had she seen Calen?Jessica let out a humorless laugh."Excuse you? And why the hell would I waste my time following someone like you?" she sneered, her words laced with disdain.My fingers curled into fists. I knew exactly why she was here—why she looked so rattled."I don't know what game you’re trying to play, but stay the hell away from him!"I smirked. She was scared. I could feel it, and so could Raven."Oh really?" I taunted. "Afraid of losing your precious seat at Davis’s side?"Jessica’s expression darkened. Anger flashed in her eyes, and in that moment, I felt the rage of her wolf rising to the surface.A sharp crack echoed through the night as her bones shifted. Her body trembled, fighting the urge to shift."Do you really want to do this here?" I asked coolly.She hesitated. She knew I had bested her
Kyra’s POVAs I pulled away from Calen, a strange unease settled in my chest. Something felt… off.I turned slightly, my gaze shifting to the shadows. A flicker of movement caught my eye, but when I focused, the darkness swallowed whatever had been there.My fingers tightened around Calen’s arm."Are you alright?" he asked, his sharp eyes scanning my face."I thought I heard something… Are you sure this place is safe?"A small chuckle rumbled in his chest. "Oh, Kyra. How many times do I have to tell you? No one knows about this place. I made sure of it."His voice was steady, but mine wasn't. "Still, I—""Kyra," he cut in, his tone gentler this time. "This is where I buried my parents. They were never given a proper burial after their deaths. I had to do it myself."I studied his face, the sorrow hidden behind his strength. He had managed to bury his parents right under the nose of Davis’s father, a feat I couldn’t begin to imagine.He took a step back, his expression sharpening. "Run
Jessica’s POVI couldn’t sleep.Not after the way she confronted me.There was something about her—something off. I could see the power swirling around her, an undeniable aura that sent a chill down my spine.The same power I had felt when I fought Kyra.Her defiance was infuriating, but what truly made my blood boil was the way her wolf longed for Davis. I could sense it, taste it in the air. I couldn’t stand it.I had been staying in the mansion with Davis, though we occupied separate rooms. The mating ceremony had been put on hold—suspended in uncertainty.Not that I cared.I had my eyes on only one thing—the throne.And I would fight anyone, kill anyone, who dared to stand in my way.The room felt stifling, the walls closing in. I needed air. A walk in the garden might clear my head.Stepping outside, the cool breeze caressed my skin, carrying with it the soft hum of the night. "This feels good," I murmured, letting the silver glow of the moon wash over me.Crickets chirped in the
Kyra's POV I know I was not supposed to do this, but I couldn't help myself. I was lost in my own motions that I didn't know when I drew him closer. I could feel his muscular hands around my waist. His piercing blue eyes locked on mine. In that moment, he said slowly. I could hear the rustle of the wind against the leaves as his words were clearer. "I would never trade you for anything in this world because you are worth more than any crown or jewels." Calen said with his blue eyes dazzling under the moonlight. His lips gently brushed slightly against mine. He could see the way I pulled back. "Do you want to stop?" He asked slowly, sensing that maybe I was not ready. "No." I exhale sharply. "I...wasn't ready." I said, feeling shy. "Why don't we take this slow? I want you as much as you want me, but I think we need to take things slow." Calen said, looking at me. I wanted to, but Raven wouldn't. She had been dying to have this moment, and I knew I was not going t