Kayla’s POV“Is there something wrong?” He asked as I shrugged.“What makes you think so?”“Because you’re out here on your own and not in the palace? It’s pretty cold out here. And why were you naked?”“I kind of transformed.”His eyes were glinting with pride as he bent to me, his hands glazing my thigh.“That is so wonderful!” He said as I nodded.“I’ve never felt more alive than I did you know. It felt so real and so true. Everything was awesome. I could feel everything. And everyone.”“Tell me how your first transformation was like,” he noted, but I was too mad at Mara and Fiona. I could rat them out right now and let the alpha handle things with them but I had to remove that part out. I would only talk about everything that needed to be talked about like my transformation.The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a soft glow over our surroundings. The sounds of rustling leaves filled the air, reminding us of the primal nature that coursed through our veins.“Well if I’m bein
Kayla’s POVI leaned closer, my curiosity piqued. "Did it hurt? Was it painful for you? The transformation."He shook his head, a wistful smile adorning his lips. "No, it wasn't painful. It was more like an intense surge of energy, a feeling of power and strength. It was as if every fiber of my being was coming alive."I couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration for him. His transformation had clearly left a profound impact on him, and I was grateful that he was sharing this intimate part of his life with me."As my body transformed, I could feel the fur sprouting from my skin, the sensation both strange and exciting. My senses sharpened, and I could hear the distant howls of other wolves who were transforming with me at the same time, the rustling of leaves, and the heartbeat of the forest itself. It was a wonderful play of nature, and I was a part of it."I smiled, imagining the scene playing out in my mind. "It must have been incredible. To feel that connection, that oneness wit
Kayla’s POVHis hands, strong and sure, roamed my body, leaving trails of fire. They caressed my back, sending delicious shivers down my spine, and then moved to tangle in my hair, pulling me closer, deepening the intensity of our kiss.I could feel the heat radiating from his body, the raw power that lay beneath his skin.Every touch, every caress, was filled with a hunger that matched my own. We were two souls intertwining, two wolves bound by a love that defied logic and reason. In that moment, there was nothing else but the pure passion that flowed between us.As our lips reluctantly parted, a soft sigh escaped my lips. Our foreheads rested against each other, our breaths mingling in the cool night air. I could feel the rise and fall of his chest, the rapid beat of his heart, mirroring the rhythm of my own.Zach looked into my eyes, his gaze filled with a depth of emotion that words could never capture. "You are my everything," he whispered, his voice a mere breath against my lips
Mara’s POVThe doctors and healers worked tirelessly, trying various remedies and techniques to stabilize me. But each attempt seemed to worsen the situation, causing my powers to spiral even further out of control. The room became a battleground, the struggle between my inner beast and my human self reaching a fever pitch.With every passing moment, I felt myself slipping further away, losing the fragile grip I had on my humanity. The pain was unbearable, and I couldn't help but let out feral cries, a mixture of anguish and frustration. It was as if my body was being torn apart from the inside.But amidst the chaos, there was one old healer who remained calm, one who had seen this before. She stepped forward, her eyes filled with determination. She had dealt with cases like mine according to her, where the balance between human and wolf had been disrupted.She approached me cautiously, her voice soothing yet firm. "You have to fight, my dear," she said, her words cutting through t
Mara’s POVThe next day, Kayla came to see me and she brought food for me. I saw how vibrant she was and got envious of her.She had not a scratch on her. She was safe from whatever I had tried doing to her and I suddenly felt a weight on me which told me that I had messed up by almost killing her.As she left, I had the urge to call her back but my ego refused me in doing so. I would go down with this ship.I was not going to apologize to someone who had tried stealing my man. She deserved the worst treatment on this planet and I would make sure I gave it to her if I had another chance to do it.But that was only the beginning as soon I started to feel a certain way inside for my secret was beginning to weigh me down.The weight of my secret was becoming unbearable, a heavy burden that weighed me down with each passing day. The pack sensed that something was amiss, their concerned glances and whispered conversations leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. But I couldn't bring my
Zach’s POVThe weight of confusion and unease hung heavily in the air as I paced back and forth in my room. Somehow Mara had appeared before me claiming to be my mate, which had left me with more questions than answers. Deep down, I knew that something was amiss, something that didn't align with the bond that mates were supposed to share and instead I had felt that special feeling with Kayla.I couldn't shake the feeling that Mara had manipulated our connection somehow, that she had tampered with the natural order of things. It was an unsettling thought, one that gnawed at the edges of my mind and sent shivers down my spine. I needed answers, and I needed them from her directly.Summoning all my courage, I sought out Mara, finding her alone by the edge of the palace garden. Her eyes, usually filled with warmth and affection, were distant and guarded. She seemed to sense my approach, her body tensing before she turned to face me."Mara," I said, my voice steady despite the turmoil
Zach’s POVShe had been desperate for a connection, for someone to fill the void within her, and in her desperation, she had crossed a line that should never have been crossed.Tears welled up in my eyes as I absorbed the magnitude of her confession. The pain of betrayal mixed with a strange sense of empathy, for I could see the torment etched on her face. She had made a grave mistake, driven by her own inner demons.My childhood friend had betrayed me in this way and now I was never going to trust her for any reason.She was nothing to me now. She was an imposter."Why did you do this?" I asked quietly, my voice filled with sadness. "Why didn't you trust me enough to be honest from the beginning?"Mara's shoulders slumped, her eyes downcast. "I was afraid," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Afraid of rejection, afraid of being alone. I thought if I could forge a connection, even a false one, it would fill the void within me. But I was wrong, so terribly wrong."My hear
Mara’s POVThe pain of betrayal and guilt weighed heavily on my heart as I watched the man I loved, the alpha, storm out of the garden. Tears streamed down my face, blurring my vision as the reality of what I had done began to sink in. I had lied to him, lied about our bond, and now I was paying the price—losing the love of my life.It was all my fault. I had done the unspeakable, breaking the trust that held us together. The bond between mates was supposed to be sacred, unbreakable, a connection that transcended all else and I had faked that. I had tarnished the friendship we shared with my deceit, and now I was left feeling broken and alone.I replayed the moment in my mind, the words tumbling out of my mouth, each one a painful reminder of my betrayal. I had convinced myself that I was taking what was rightfully mine, that the truth would only cause pain, but in reality, I had only created more pain by lying. My intentions may have been misguided, but the consequences were real.