Kyra’s POVI felt that strange power once again.Did he have me follow the mines?I looked around at the bunch of tired faces, searching for him—whoever he was, whatever this power was. A lash of the whip fell on my back once more, searing pain across my skin, reminding me that I was not allowed to be distracted.“You need to focus, or you might actually die before we find a way out of here,” Alessia whispered sharply beside me.She was the only reason I hadn’t broken yet. The day was usually long in the mines, the smug sweat, the tired feet and the little rations of food we were given just enough to keep us alive. As we worked, we heard a loud thud. I looked up and saw someone tumbling down from the top. I wasn't fazed, this was my fourth day in the mine and I have recorded at least three death of the miners. My wolf that had been quiet, growled within me once again, probably the feeling of being into slavery or the power of her mate she was feeling around her. "How did you do tha
Kyra's POV The three guards were quickly disarmed to the Warden's surprise. I looked at him, and I could see a smile on his face. It was almost like he had expected me to beat them up. He clapped his two hands together and moved out of the darkest part of the dungeon. "Come with me." He said, walking away. I looked at Alessia, who was having an anxious look. "I won't say a word. I promise." The word slipped out of my mouth, and she nodded. Alessia was the only friend I had managed to make for everyone since I got to the mine. Maybe because she promised to help me get out, but a part of me just felt at ease with her. As I walked, I looked at the back view of the man who was walking in front of me. But then, my eyes moved up his clothes, and I saw a big tattoo at the back of his neck. "Don't worry, you are going to have yours soon. If you are what he says you are." His words sent shock waves down my body. Who was he talking about? What tattoo? The word kept resonating in m
Davis PovI could see Jessica's reaction as her gaze was fixed on my hand. "Come in." I said immediately, walking towards my seat. "The pack is waiting, Alpha Davis," the servant said with her head bowed. "I will be out in a few minutes. They should be able to wait for some more time." I replied, stashing away the bottle into the drawer in front of me.I remembered Doctor Gardner's words about the poison that killed my father. If Kyra's mother didn't, then who did?"Is there something on your mind? Something you would like to share with me." Jessica said seductively, walking towards me."No, I think we should go now." I said immediately, getting up to my feet. If there is a larger conspiracy at work, then I need to know who had my father killed and the reason for it.I clenched my fist in anger, and when I do, I am going to make all of them pay.As I walked, I could feel Jessica's gaze fall on me. Walking into the street, I saw a lot of Alphas, elders, and also some known hybrids.
Davis POV My eyes darted back and forth, trying to see who could have had the audacity to kill my father. "Alpha Marius is the right Alpha to rule us all." The word struck me like a great blow to my stomach. I was the rightful Alpha. Why would they gang up to take that from me? "You don't have to take this to heart, Alpha Davis. You are young and without experience. We need an Alpha who will stand up for us and lead the packs. We don't need a baby Alpha." One of the Alphas said, staring at me. My eyes were filled with rage. What did I just hear? "Did you just call me baby Alpha?" I asked, staring at him. The room fell into a deafening silence with all of their gaze on me. "I said it. What are you going to do about it?" The Alpha looked at me. My wolf roared with anger; I felt my bone crack and snap. As it tested with rage in my body. Beta Zakaira wanted to touch me, but then the look on me said otherwise. "I am sure Alpha Tharnos didn't mean any of that." He said with
Kyra's POV My face went pale as I stared at the governor. I felt my leg weaken. Have I been right all along? Was he sent to kill me? Who was the dead carcass right behind my back? "I know what you are thinking, Kyra, but trust me, it is not what you think." The man said, looking at me. I looked at the dead man on the floor and back at the governor's face. They were identical. What is this madness? Are they twins? I looked at him and back at the other dead man on the floor that looks exactly like him. "Listen to me, Kyra. I am trying to help you here." He said, trying to get out of his chair. " He asked me to get you out of here." But I was done listening to his nonsense. The suspense and weird talks, I was done with all of it. With my back moving towards the far end of the door, I looked and saw he was moving towards some. "My wolf senses kicked in, and I bolted through the door as fast as my legs could carry me. As I ran, the thought of going to get Al
Kyra's POV The rattling of the wheels and constant moving of my body here and there woke me up. My head clanged as I tried to see where I was. The last thing I remembered was the warden knocking us out. I opened my eyes in bewilderment. Who had me caged? And where was I being taken too? I wanted to scream, shout but then I don't know who my captors were. I looked at the little cubicle I was squeezed in and it resembled a palanquin which was commonly used by the Korean queens I wonder why I was given such treatment. My mind went back to Aleesia, the thought of what the warden was going to do to her frightened me. I sighed, if only I had run for it leaving her behind. Then I won't have to be bothered about her. My heart thud, beating fast against my chest as the horse raced fast. The little window was shut, making it hard for me to see what was going on outside. I could hear the noise of a man telling them to move faster. " He hates it when things are done late." He sho
Beta Zakaira's POVI stared and looked into Davis's eyes; I could see the hunger. The thirst for power and the need to find out who murdered his father.Yes, I wanted the throne for myself, but the death of Alpha Nicholas remained a mystery to me. I had always felt this strange energy after the death of the former Alpha before Nicholas.But Marius killed him. It was fast and swift; I had wanted power for myself, thinking I could snatch it from Nicholas, but then he grew stronger with time and made me fear him. The thought of catching him unaware was never an option. He was always awake. His wolf is ever protecting him, but when I heard that he was dead, I felt the goddess was finally giving me the chance to rule.Davis? I can take him out without any hindrance, but then that powerful aura that carries the power of magic. I felt it during the burial ceremony and now again.I looked at the man in front of us. "And who are you?" The word left my mouth.He said nothing but simply looke
Davis's POV I looked at the blood flowing right before my very eyes, and my face went pale. Yes, I know I should have felt the need to show my power and prowess. Nobody came into my kingdom to threaten me, but then I felt cold. Was this how it felt? I just took a man's life. I saw the look on Alpha Marius's and Beta Zakaira's faces. They stood motionless with their gazes fixed on me. "No one comes to my kingdom and has me threatened!" I barked. I needed to prove I was their Alpha—the one they should fear. But no matter how hard I tried, my bloodstained fingers wouldn't stop shaking. I walked out of the room, grabbing my hands. They were visibly shaking, and I have no control over them. Fear crept into my heart; I had just killed an emissary. I knew it was war; I had no idea who his Alpha was. The mere thought of his eyes flashing back in my memory sent shivers down my spine. My wolf had been calm, but ever since the death of my father, I had felt this power I had never felt
Calen’s POV My blood ran cold. Alpha Davis stood before me, his sharp gaze assessing me, suspicion flickering in his eyes. He could sense something—the power of a true Alpha—but he wasn’t certain. Not yet. Many werewolves from strong lineages possessed an extra aura, a lingering dominance that set them apart. But my power was different. It was undeniable, and Davis was trying to decide whether his instincts were betraying him. His gaze bore into me. “Why are you here?” he asked, his tone measured. Dire growled in my head. “What does he mean by that? This is our mate!” I hesitated, searching for an answer that wouldn’t raise suspicion. I wasn’t afraid of him, but I needed a convincing excuse. Before I could respond, Beta Scott stepped forward. “I sent for one of your guards, and he was the one who came running.” Davis arched a brow, his smirk widening. “Why? You don’t want me here? I remember you practically begging me to marry her, and now that I’ve come to see my future Luna
Calen’s POVI couldn’t stop thinking about her.No matter how hard I tried to focus on my duties, Kyra’s face—her voice, her scent—haunted my every thought. I needed to see her, even if just for a moment. I needed to tell her that everything would be okay.Without hesitation, I grabbed my things and raced toward the penthouse where Beta Scott was staying. But walking felt unbearably slow.So I shifted.Dire welcomed the transformation with exhilaration, stretching his powerful limbs as we surged forward, covering ground effortlessly.“Where is she?” I demanded the moment I reached the house, shifting back into my human form.Beta Scott barely glanced up from his book. “She’s getting ready. Is something wrong?”“No.” I exhaled. “I just need to see her before she walks into the palace.”Scott studied me for a moment, then nodded. “I’ll be here if you need anything.”I had already given strict instructions to the servants dressing Kyra.“Make sure she looks like a queen—someone they won’
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