Chapter 21Kieran’s povWe soon got back down to the hut and I carried her inside only to stumble on the ax I had been carrying all along. I looked down at her as she was already fast asleep.With a sigh, I walked to her room and dropped her on the bed. She was better off being a maid back at her former alphas house. This life… it wasn’t for her.She was too weak and fragile. How was she the daughter of my alpha? I thought back to my interaction with her mother and knew that the weakness had come from that side of the family.She was not as strong as the alpha. I doubted she had any special abilities minus the seduction one she had.I smelled a familiar scent and a rustle outside as I placed her in bed and covered her up before going out of the room and shutting it.I slowly walked to the ax by the door, picked it up and tossed it to the side to avoid it clattering.I then went out to see a man standing by a large tree.“I see you’ve made a home for yourself,” he said as I folded my
Chapter 22Damian’s povI sat in the meeting room, my stare fixed on the elders, who were talking on and on about nothing. I didn’t know what they were saying, and I didn’t care. My mind was someplace else.Where was Sierra?I hadn’t seen her in weeks after our break up . But why wasn't she back to work and then I hadn't seen her mother Rachel either. My employees don't simply disappear.Forcing myself to focus on the meeting at hand became more difficult with each passing second, but I kept trying because I had a lot of private things—personal things—that needed to be put aside for now.I knew something was off.After this meeting, I would go and search for them. “Alpha Damian,” one of the elders called.I blinked and looked up. “Huh?” The old man scowled. “Are you even paying attention?”I nodded quickly. “Yes. Of course.”The elder wasn’t convinced as he folded his arms and looked at me for a while.“Continue,” I waved him on as he nodded and started speaking.But even the second
Chapter 23Sierra’s povI got up from bed slowly as I felt my entire body aching me. I laid back as I thought of Kieran.He had saved me. But he was so cold.He saved me, though. That was what was important. At least I was safe.I shuddered to think what would have happened had those wolves decided that I wasn’t worth living. Maybe I would be dead as I couldn’t defend myself. But he had saved me. I brushed the thought away, there was no sense in thinking about it. I had to focus on what was happening now.I crawled out of bed and stretched. I heard a steady rhythmic noise through the wall from outside.Chop. Chop. Chop.It was the sound of wood being cut.I walked over to the door and stepped outside. Kieran was out there too, his big body making light work of swinging an axe down onto a thick log, splitting it in half.He didn’t even glance my way.He didn’t even look at me. His body was built in such a way that touching it could send waves through my body.I sighed and walked back
Sierra’s povI felt tired at the exercise I had just gone through. chopping wood for hours and right now I felt tired. My arms were heavy as they felt like lead. I could even feel my legs creaking when I walked. I was too tired to do anything.I dropped the ax to the ground and sank to the ground in pain.Even breathing felt like work.I was too tired to move. Too tired to even complain.Kieran stood over me, his gaze down inscrutable as ever. “You tried,” he said as I scoffed Was that… praise? Coming from him?I would have laughed if I wasn’t exhausted . Instead, I just sighed. “I’m pretty sure I’m dying.”“You’re not.”I groaned. “It sure feels like it.”He didn’t answer. He just got up and walked away, leaving me there.I closed my eyes for a moment with the pain pulsing through me. My bones hurt and my muscles ached so bad that it ate at me, but—it wasn’t only that.I lifted my hands and looked at them. There were little, red sore places, where I had clutched the handle of the ax
Sierra’s povHow was I supposed to seduce and eventually kill Damian? How was I supposed to do that so soon?I wasn’t ready. I knew that. I couldn’t do that it and I didn’t really like the idea of it— at all. I didn’t want to hurt anybody, especially not kill them. But… there had been no choice in the matter; father had made sure of that: A mission… was a mission.I was alone in my room after that call and for minutes I had been staring at the wall but now I couldn’t stand it any longer. The walls were closing in on me. I had to get some air.He was waiting outside the door, sitting on the grass when I opened it.“Are you alright?” he called, not bothering to look back.I didn’t answer right away. How could I? What was I supposed to say? That I was scared? That I didn’t want to do it? I couldn’t say that. Kieran would never get it.“I-I don’t know what to do.” I finally manage to speak, my voice barely above a whisper.At first he doesn’t say anything, but I can tell he turned to loo
Sirella’s POV“Kieran, where are we going?”I asked the question again as I stepped out of the bathroom, drying my hair with a towel. I had been wondering since he told me to get dressed. He stood near the door, leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, looking like he had all the time in the world.When he didn’t answer, I huffed. “Kieran.”He glanced at me, his dark eyes which I could never read. Then, instead of answering, he just asked, “Are you done?”I narrowed my eyes. “Yes.”“Good. Let’s go.”I wanted to argue, but I knew it wouldn’t get me anywhere. He wasn’t the type to explain things just because I asked. He liked keeping me in the dark for as long as possible, and it was starting to get on my nerves.I quickly put on my sandals and followed him outside.The air felt fresh, the sky was clear.the sun was warm against my skin. At first, it felt nice and peaceful even. But after what felt like an hour of walking through trees, stepping over roots, and climbing o
Sirella's POV I should have known Kieran had something crazy planned. After hours of hiking, my legs ached, my throat was dry, and my patience had run out. But when we finally stopped, I almost wished we hadn’t.A giant house was at the top of the hill, towering over the trees like something out of an old movie. It wasn’t a normal house—it was too big, too dark, too… intense. The walls were made of stone, and the windows were tall with thick curtains that barely let any light through.I hesitated, shifting from foot to foot. “Where are we?”Kieran didn’t answer.Of course, he didn’t. He just pushed open the tall iron gate, which groaned loudly, like it hadn’t been moved in years. Without looking back, he walked inside.I sighed, rubbing my face before following.Inside, the air felt different. The floors were covered in thick red carpets that silenced our footsteps. Golden candle holders lined their walls, their flames flickering just enough to cast shadows. The scent of roses mixed
A place where women were taught how to seduce, how to manipulate, how to use their presence like a weapon.And Kieran had brought me here.I stopped walking.Kieran took two more steps before realizing I wasn’t beside him. With a sigh, he turned.“What?” he asked, as if I was the one acting strange.I pointed around us. “This. All of this. What the hell is this?”He studied me for a moment, then—of course—gave the most unhelpful answer ever.“You’ll find out.”I nearly screamed.I clenched my fists. My body felt tense, like I had walked straight into a trap."You'll find out?" I repeated, voice sharp. "Kieran, are you serious right now?"His face was blank, unreadable, just like always. He had that same nonchalant look, like he didn’t care that he had dragged me all the way up a hill into a place that looked like something out of a book."Kieran," I tried again, lowering my voice. "You need to tell me what this place is."His eyes flicked past me. "You'll know soon enough."I inhaled
Sirella’s povI woke up, my heart pounding as I stared at the ceiling for a while. Sunlight streamed through the thin curtains of my room in Donovan’s packhouse. The sheets were tangled around my legs, damp with sweat.Why was Donovan asking so many questions yesterday? Or was he catching onto my plan with kieran?I sat up and ran my hand through my disheveled hair, the alpha’s sharp eagle eyes had been on me too much during our meeting in his throne room, each answer I gave had seemed to raise his suspicion higher. Before I could think even more, there was a knock on the door.The sound made me jump, and it took a deep breath to steady my racing heart before I got up to go and open the door. One of Donovan's guards stood stiffly to attention outside. "Prince Damien requires your presence in the courtyard," he said without looking me in the eye. Shall I tell him you’ll be arriving shortly?”“Yeah,” I smiled awkwardly as he nodded and walked off.I entered my room and grabbed my too
kieran’s POVI woke up to the sound of men and women shouting in the courtyard as I winced at the sun brimming in from the open curtains.“Fuck,” I muttered as I sat up and wondered what time it was. I had overslept. I needed to be out there and dealing with the way the alpha sees me. If he saw me as someone he could trust, this would make my job a whole lot easier.I got up and went to stand before the mirror as I removed my shirt and stood half naked. I smiled as I missed her touch and her kiss around my chest.Everything reminded me of her.The scars on my chest were familiar - the jagged one across my ribs from the Frost Valley battle, the claw marks on my shoulder from the bear attack last winter. But the eyes... those were different. Harder. Colder. No wonder I had scared her the first time we had met.Will it be easy to kill him?That I did not know.I flexed my hands, watching the muscles ripple in the mirror. Salvatore was an aging alpha, but still strong as a young alpha. I
Sirella’s Pov My assigned room was better than I expected. Thick rug, clean blanket and sheet, a vase and wild flowers. All lies as I knew that this place had been given to me so it would be easy to spy on me.I checked the window and found it locked.The door had no lock so it was easy for anyone to come in and find me here. I sat on the bed, counting shadows under the door. One… two… three in ten minutes.That was a new record.I waited for a while on the bed before deciding to go out and take a meal for myself, but before I could do that there was a knock on the door and a maid coming in with a tray in hand.“Lunch, miss.”She kept avoiding my eyes as she laid it out."Thank you,” I said in a sweet tone. I had not seen her before so I decided to ask about her. “What's your name?" She cringed. "M-Mira, miss." And then she scurries off without waiting for any other questions I might have for her.I raised the lid of the platter. Roast meat, fresh bread, spiced wine… all my favorit
Sirella's POVI tried to fold my shirt but all I could think about was him. How I missed Kieran’s and how the hut still smelled like bim I saw a towel in the corner and picked it up before I could stop myself.“One last sniff,” I thought as I let his scent fill my nose. “Fuck I miss him already.”I hated this weakness. Hated how my heart ached like a fresh wound.We did not have to make the decision. But to attain peace and stop my father we had to do this.With a sigh, I carried my box and headed for the door.The door creaked as I stepped outside. Dawn lit the sky with pinks and golds, too pretty for a day so ugly.Frost crunched beneath my boots as I crossed through our clearing.Where Kieran had pinned me during our first real fight.In the night sky where we had star gazed so many times after long training days. I shut my eyes tight. “Focus.” The pack lay to the southwest. It was going to take me a few hours to get there but I had all the time in the world to take.My fingers
Sirella’s POVThe ceiling was made of wood and had cracks across it and it was what I admired anytime I was in his room. Three long ones by the window, one which looked like a lightning above the bed. I counted them more for the hundredth time while Kieran's finger did circles in my bare shoulder. "You okay?" He asked with a voice of concern. I swallowed hard. As much as I wanted to pour out my heart and complain, I knew I had to stop myself from doing that. “Just thinking.”His chest vibrated with a quiet chuckle against my body. “Dangerous habit.”The fire had faded to coals and the room lay dim. A desolate owl's cry filled the night air, melodious and drawn-out. Kieran held me closer. “I'll miss this home.”My throat closed up as I knew what he meant and it hurt to think of the inevitable. “Don’t say that.”“I miss the poison training,” he said, like I hadn’t spoken. His breath warmed my neck. “Me screaming at you when you get the antidotes wrong.”It hurt to hear him say that a
Damien’s POVThe fire crackled in my father's study as we pored over the alliance scrolls. Names, territories, promises made—all written in ink that felt like blood on parchment. I didn’t like the way things were going. It looked too… too easy. Almost like my father was playing right into their traps but he was too blind to see it.As much as I believe he was powerful enough to defend himself… at least I wanted some sort of proof that this would not backfire on us. I hated the fact that I was feeling this way. If he got a whiff of this, he could lose his mind and call me a child for thinking this way.I looked at him as he pored through the books. He wasn’t one for wasting time especially when it came to his territory. "Goran of Greyfang," Father said, tapping one entry. "Hagar of Shadowpaw. These are the only alphas who have joined us against Salvatore. Little I know but powerful enough to show that I’m no pushover.” I nodded, rolling a dagger between my fingers. "The wolves we me
Authors POVDamien reached the packhouse as he blitzed in and skidded his horse to a stop in the courtyard. Behind his horse, frozen dirt flew into the air as he jumped down and saw a stable boy coming to him.“Fetch the war council,” he said. “Now.”The boy nodded and ran off as Damien made his way to the packhouse, his boots thudding against the wooden steps. Inside, the great hall was deserted minus a few servants cleaning up. The fire in the hearth had burned almost completely out leaving long shadows on the stone floor.Within moments council members began filing into the chamber. Elder James came first, weighed down by years and a walking stick. Next came Commander Vex, battle scars etched deep in his face. A dozen others took their seat at the long oak table before him."Well?" James rasped. "What news from the Greyfangs?"Damien remained standing at the head of the table. "Alpha Goran has agreed to join us. His warriors will march at dawn."A murmur ran through the council. V
Authors POVDamien sighed sitting back in his chair as the stacks of papers drew a shadow over him. He hated paperwork but since he was here now he could at least go ahead and do what he wanted to do.Just as he was about to get up from his desk, a knock came at his door.The sudden rapping at his door made Damien look up from the papers in front of him. He put them down, crossed to the door and pulled it open. His father's guard was standing there, straight backed with his fist over his chest. "Sir Damien," the guard said nodding his head, "Your father requests you meet him in the stables. Immediately."Damien frowned. "This late?" The guard didn't move, staring at a spot past Damien's left shoulder. "He said to wake you if you were sleeping as it is urgent."Damien sighed but nodded. “I’ll be there with him soon.”The guard bowed before leaving.Damien closed the door and looked into his room as he wondered what his father wanted him for. He grabbed his jacket and wore it as he
Sirella’s POVKieran’s hands gripped my shoulders, his eyes burning with quiet fury.“I’m going back,” he said. “You don’t need to worry about anything. Just let me handle what I’m supposed to handle.”I shoved him away. “Are you insane?”Before he could answer I hit his chest and pushed him back again with more force than necessary this time.“What the fuck is wrong with you?! You want to die?! Is that it?! You are so tired of life that you just want to go and throw it all away for nothing. And go what? What do you have to prove so bad?”“I’m doing this for us.”I scoffed. “Don’t try to justify that stupid excuse. You’re fucking shit up by going to him. He will kill you.”“No.” His voice was flat, emotionless. “I’m his warrior. His assassin. He’ll allow me entry. And that is when I’ll get in and do my bidding.”My stomach twisted. “He’ll kill you.”Kieran smiled, though it was a dark, dangerous thing. “Not if I kill him first.”We sat by the fire, the smoke heavy in the air as he loo