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 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.
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