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,
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
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
Kyra’s POV The Mating Ball Pain throbbed in my head, a dull ache that seemed to echo with every beat of my heart. My eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, everything was blurry. The last thing I remembered was the metallic beam falling, Davis frozen in its path, and me lunging forward to push him away. The sharp sting of blood trickling down my temple was my final memory before darkness took over. A faint light from the window illuminated the room. The familiar scent of lavender lingered in the air, a scent meant to calm nerves, though it did nothing to ease the turmoil in my heart. “Where is he?” I whispered, my voice barely audible. My chest tightened as I glanced around the empty room. Davis should have been here, watching over me, worrying about me. He was the future Alpha, yes, but he was also the man I had loved for as long as I could remember. I thought of the countless moments we’d spent together as children, racing through the woods and sharing dreams under the m
The Mate Revelation Kyra's POV “Mate!” The word escaped my lips, raw and undeniable. It echoed in the grand hall, silencing the music and laughter like a stone dropping into a still pond. All eyes turned to me. Davis froze where he knelt before Jessica, his hand poised with the ring. His face, which had moments ago been full of confidence, was now a mixture of shock and disbelief. Jessica’s radiant smile faltered, replaced with a scowl so sharp it could cut glass. My wolf surged within me, fierce and unapologetic. He is ours. Claim him. But as the weight of my declaration sank into the room, the silence morphed into a murmur. Whispers spread like wildfire. Faces blurred together, but their judgmental eyes burned into my skin. “Kyra,” my mother hissed beside me, gripping my arm with a force that sent a jolt of pain through my already fragile body. “Stop this madness!” “I can’t,” I whispered, my voice trembling. My wolf growled in defiance, pushing me forward a step toward Davis.
Kyra's Pov Everyone turned and looked at Jessica. " Are you doubting me?" Jessica looked at Davis. " Don't tell me you believe a word coming out of her filthy mouth!" " No, my love. I will never doubt you. If there is anyone that is delusional here,it is her!" Davis shouted at me again. I felt a sharp pain in my heart. Davis was ignoring all the signs and was sticking with Jessica. " Well, since you don't want to accept that I don't love you and neither do I share a a bond with you, then Yiu are leaving me now choice." The crowd froze again. " What is Davis going to do?" " He can't...is he.." " I am sure he is not doing what I think he wants to do." I kept hearing different thoughts or should I say my wolf was hearing them all. " Is he going to break the bond? Is Davis rejecting us?" My wolf kept asking me questions that I have no answer too. "I..Davis Emilson of the Silver moon pack hereby..." Davis was about to finish the words when I saw my mother ran to his fron
Kyra's pov I wished I was dead. It would have been better to be dead than to be ridiculed by almost the entire pack. My eyes flicked open and I found myseld back in my room. Tears stream down my face again as I tried to stand up. My head, it hurts as I winced in pain. But then I stopped bothering about that. My wolf, I could not hear it voice again. It can't be? " Did I just become wolfless? Oh god!" I said in pain. My mother woke up from her sleep. It was obvious she had been by my bed side all day long. I could see her gaze bore into me. She slowly got up and hugged me. " I am sorry, Kyra." She said with a sad voice. I tried to be brave, not to cry but then I could not hold it anymore. I burst into tears as she patted me on the back. " Do you want us to leave?" my mother looked into my eyes. "You know, we can go anywhere. Just tell me the pack of your chosen." " No, mother. I can't ask you to leave the pack you have know all your life. Were are we going to go?" I sa
" Where are you taking me?" I looked at the guard walking in front of me. " Can you keep quiet? They shouldn't even know you are here." he scolded me. " what are you taking about? Why? My mother works here. She is the matron and I wonder how you do know who she is." I replied sharply forgetting my problems. " Do you want to see her or not?" The guard stopped and looked at me. " I would love to see my mother but why do you have to sneak me in to see her?" I looked around the palace and I noticed the atmosphere was tensed. The guards were all mounting their position with a fearsome look on their faces. " What is going on?" I silently asked the guard " You should have asked me that before you keep asking me where your mother is. I am doing this because Selene was a good woman to me." "Who are you?" I looked at him from behind. "Girl? Isn't it obvious? I am a guard. Keep up." I followed silently behind him as we snuck through the back. I wanted to ask him why we ne
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