Valkyrie BehatiTo my surprise, Giovanni seemed genuinely pleased with what Shie had said. He nodded approvingly before gently taking my hand in his, the warmth of his touch grounding me in the moment.“Nothing,” Giovanni responded calmly, his voice soft yet firm. “I just want to make sure she sleeps well at night after everything that has happened.”I wanted to glare at him, I really did. Everything he did around me felt like a façade, a mask he wore to keep up appearances. But I had to play along, forcing a smile to show appreciation for his words, even though my mind was elsewhere. Just then, my phone buzzed, and I received a message from Pierre.“Kyrie, you’ve missed too many classes already. Are you sure you still want to be an artist?” I read the message, the weight of his words pressing down on me like a heavy burden.“Gah! Pierre is going to kill me for missing so many classes, but I can’t return to this state!” I muttered, staring at my trembling hands. Panic began to bubble
Valkyrie BehatiThroughout dinner, I found myself locked in an exhausting argument with Giovanni. He just couldn’t understand that these scars, both physical and emotional, wouldn’t simply disappear overnight. His insistence on instant recovery felt like a relentless hammer pounding at the fragile walls I had built around myself.After the draining encounter, I retreated to my room, desperate for some peace. Once I had refreshed myself, I let out a long, frustrated sigh and collapsed onto the bed. The exhaustion weighed heavily on me, but it wasn’t just the argument that lingered in my mind. Giovanni, in his typical fashion, had proposed something that made my skin crawl—he wanted to stay in my room as a condition for letting me stay longer.I refused, of course. But even as I declined, a knot of discomfort twisted in my stomach. He was just so persistent.Just as I was trying to push those thoughts aside, a knock sounded on my door. I groaned, irritation bubbling up inside me. I kn
Valkyrie Behati“We’ve investigated what happened to her right after finding her,” he began, his voice low but steady as he stepped closer to me. His presence was grounding, but his words sent a chill through my veins. “It seems like rogues were the ones who did this to her, but…we caught another scent.”I swallowed hard, trying to keep my voice from trembling, but it betrayed me anyway. “What scent?” I asked, the words almost catching in my throat.Matt hesitated, his eyes darkening with something I couldn’t quite place before he let out a heavy sigh. “A scent from the Cloud Pack,” he revealed slowly, each word weighing heavily in the air between us. “There are flowers that grow specifically in their territory...That’s what I smelled.” His words made my heart race, thudding against my ribcage like it was trying to escape. My mind spun with the implications of what he had just said. I couldn’t shake the feeling gnawing at my insides—the suspicion that had been lurking at the edges
Valkyrie BehatiThe memories of what Giovanni was about to do to me were like shadows creeping into my mind, forcing my eyes open wide as I fought against the horror that threatened to pull me back into that nightmare. The fear of reliving it made my heart race, but the moment passed, and I found myself slowly calming down, realizing that I was safe, at least for now.It had been a while since I had experienced such a vivid flashback, and I noticed that my body felt lighter, almost like a weight had been lifted off me. My eyes roamed the room, taking in the sterile, white surroundings of the infirmary. That’s when I saw Alex, sitting on a chair nearby, his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. There was something off about him, something unsettling in how he looked at me. Agatha and I sensed it—an unspoken tension hung in the air. It was as if Alex was trying to maintain a façade of calm, but the serious expression on his face betrayed him. He was ho
Valkyrie BehatiTears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision as I sat there, overwhelmed by emotions I never thought I could feel so deeply. Vulnerability wasn't something I was used to, and yet, here I was, feeling utterly exposed. I had always prided myself on being strong, on keeping my emotions in check, but now that facade was crumbling.Shie squeezed my hand, her grip firm and reassuring. I could feel the warmth of her tears as they fell onto our joined hands, her own emotions spilling over as she held onto me. Her voice, thick with emotion, trembled as she spoke. “You made mistakes,” she whispered, her words a balm to my wounded soul, “but you were trying to protect them in your way. You have to believe that.”Her words hit me like a wave, and I struggled to hold back the sob that threatened to escape. Shie had always been the one who understood me, who saw through the layers of my defenses and reached the core of who I was. She knew my flaws, my fears, and the choices I h
Valkyrie BehatiIt took me an entire day yesterday to muster up the courage to speak to Alex again. My heart pounded with each step I took as I made my way to his door. Now, I stand outside his room, my breath shallow, my hands trembling slightly as I wait for him to emerge. The hallway is quiet, the dim light casting long shadows against the walls. My gaze drifts to the wall clock, its slow, rhythmic ticking amplifying my anxiety. It’s just before dawn—early enough to know I won’t miss him.Nervousness coils in my stomach, twisting tighter with each passing second. The thought of him ignoring me, turning away without a word, claws at my insides. But no matter how much that might hurt, I know I have to face it. If it’s about him, I’m prepared for anything.At last, the door creaks open, and there he is, his eyes widening in surprise as they land on me. I swallow hard, my voice catching in my throat as I force out, “Alex—What time did you sleep?”His response is quick, almost dismiss
Valkyrie BehatiWith a slice of bread slathered in butter in my left hand and a glass of milk in the other, I stood in the dim light of the kitchen, feeling the cool evening air settle around us. “I haven't eaten yet,” he mentioned, almost offhandedly, breaking the quiet.“Oh, really? Then you can have this!” I offered cheerfully, reaching out to him with a warm smile, and lightly tapping his shoulder. He turned towards me, his eyes narrowing slightly as they fell upon the food in my hands.“You should eat that, it's your dinner. I'll grab something downstairs,” Alex replied with his usual casual tone, brushing off the offer. He glanced at the glass in my hand and added, “Besides, I’m not a fan of strawberry milk.”“Really? But it tastes so good—” I began to protest, but the words caught in my throat as a sudden wave of nausea hit me. The sweet, creamy scent of the milk, now so close to my nose, made my stomach lurch violently.Without warning, my fingers slipped, and the glass fell f
Valkyrie BehatiAlex turned to me slowly, his gaze penetrating the silence between us. His voice, a low and steady murmur, carried an edge of warning, “Kyrie, you really shouldn’t be asking me about that.” His words hung in the air, and he paused for a moment, letting their weight sink in before continuing with a playful smirk. “I will abuse you,” he added, almost teasingly, “but not in a mean way.”The subtle arch of his eyebrows, the mischievous glint in his eyes, and the slight curl at the corner of his lips—all of it combined to convey the true meaning behind his words. He wasn’t talking about harm, no, but rather something far more intimate, something that sent a rush of heat to my cheeks. I almost blushed as the implication of his words settled over me like a warm blanket.So, this was what he called "abuse." The kind that left us both breathless and spent, tangled in sheets, our bodies entwined in a rhythm only we could understand. It was his way of teasing, of overstepping
Three years had slipped away, and sometimes it felt like time had passed in the blink of an eye. Other days, it felt like a lifetime ago. It still amazes me that I somehow managed to escape the cycle of death that once seemed so inevitable. There were moments I had been sure I wouldn’t survive, and yet, I was, standing on the other side, a different person but still whole.I hadn’t heard from Giovanni since everything had ended, despite asking Alex about him more times than I could count. Alex, and even the others, seemed determined to keep the truth from me, perhaps to protect me from any lingering darkness. But I could feel it, deep down—I knew Giovanni had faced the consequences for his actions. Whatever fate had met him, it was just. The silence only confirmed what I already suspected: his suffering had been immense.The cure for the rogues and vampires still hadn’t been found. Some of them, the ones who had been captured, perished in their cells over time. The food they were g
Valkyrie BehatiAfter a long and exhausting week, the city was finally beginning to recover. The damage that had shaken everyone was slowly being repaired, and the streets, once filled with chaos, were now finding their rhythm again. People were astonished when the story of the attack hit the media. It was all over the news—how Giovanni had plotted to take control of the city, how the vampires and rogues had unleashed terror, and, most unexpectedly, how I had stepped in to stop him. The fact that I, carrying Alex’s heir, had been there in the heart of the battle left many speechless. Some called it reckless, while others found it admirable.Even now, as the city heals, I can barely wrap my mind around the fact that it’s truly over. Giovanni’s dark plans have been shattered, and the city is safe—for now. But there’s a sadness that hangs heavy over us all. We lost some of our own, members of the pack who fought bravely to protect us. The losses weigh on me, a reminder that victory o
Valkyrie BehatiHis words sent a shiver down my spine, paralyzing me in his grip. My mind raced, desperately searching for any possible escape from this nightmare, but nothing came to me. I was trapped in his arms, and the weight of his presence felt suffocating.“Love me?” I echoed, my voice trembling with disbelief and anger. “Please, you thought about killing me just because you couldn’t have me. You’re insane.” My hands pressed against his chest, trying to push him away, but my strength felt like nothing compared to the grip he had on me.Giovanni chuckled darkly, a sound that made my stomach churn. “You’re sharper than I gave you credit for,” he admitted, his words laced with mocking amusement. My eyes widened in horror as I realized what he meant. Then I saw it—the syringe gleaming in his hand, inches away from my skin. He was going to inject me with whatever deadly concoction he had prepared. Panic surged through me, but before I could react, Alex moved, faster than either o
Third Person PovThe air was thick with tension as Alex faced against Giovanni, every muscle in his body coiled in preparation for a move that could turn the tide. His mate, Kyrie, stood a short distance away, her eyes locked onto the battle, her heart racing. She knew Alex didn’t want her to get involved just yet. He was looking for an opening, a chance to gain the upper hand, and she had to trust him. But watching him struggle, her instincts screamed at her to act.Then, in a flash, everything changed. With a cruel smirk, Giovanni managed to slip away from Alex’s grasp and teleported across the battlefield, materializing dangerously close to Kyrie. Her breath hitched as his fist swung toward her, but she reacted quickly, dodging just in time. The blow narrowly missed her, and she stumbled backward, crashing against a rough rock. A gasp escaped her lips as her back met the hard surface of a tree trunk, pain flaring through her body.The sound of her distress caught Alex’s attenti
Valkyrie BehatiGiovanni let out deep, guttural grunts and moans as if his body was preparing to morph into something far more terrifying than I could ever imagine. The sound was unnerving, and I braced myself, uncertain of what monstrous form he was about to take. Yet, as I watched him contort and strain, I couldn’t help but think—did it really matter? He was already a monster in every sense of the word.Alex had seen enough. Without hesitation, he lunged toward Giovanni, determined to stop whatever was happening before it was too late. But the moment he got close, Giovanni lashed out, sending Alex stumbling back, clutching his chest in pain. His face twisted in frustration.“He’s much stronger now, love,” Alex warned, his voice strained but urgent. “You need to back away, please.”I shook my head, my resolve solid. “No. This is where I need to be. I’m staying right here, okay?”Alex glanced at me, his worry evident, but he didn’t argue. We both turned our attention to Giovanni as
Valkyrie Behati“Where are you, Kyrie?!” Giovanni’s voice echoed through the forest, his rage clear, but I couldn’t pull my gaze from Alex. His eyes were distant, glazed over, and though I wanted so badly to ask if he still recognized me, my lips stayed sealed. There was a knot in my throat, the question weighing heavy on my heart.Suddenly, both of our heads snapped toward the far edge of the woods. And saw him there walking toward us. Giovanni had been preparing this whole time before he even got chosen as a commander. He was willing to take down everyone who got in his way to be king of werewolves.The crunch of leaves signaled Giovanni's approach. He had found us. Alex remained unnervingly silent beside me, and my stomach churned with worry. What had they done to him? The man who stood by me now felt like a stranger.“There you two are,” Giovanni sneered, but his tone was filled with disdain as if the sight of us disgusted him. His lips twisted in amusement, though his eyes burn
Valkyrie BehatiJust when I thought I could drive the blade into his neck, something sharp whizzed past me. A syringe hurled with precision. My senses kicked in just in time, and I instinctively moved back, narrowly avoiding it. The adrenaline coursed through me as I turned to the side, my gaze locking onto the culprit. There stood Tanya, her eyes filled with a fiery rage, glaring at me like she was ready to rip me apart.Her presence didn’t shake me, though. I stood my ground, unwavering, and met her fury with a calm smile. “Oh, hey, it’s you. Laine got caught,” I said, my voice light, as though I was greeting an old friend. “You must be over the moon now that you’ve all the time in the world with Giovanni.”Her face contorted with anger, and she screamed at me, her voice raw and full of venom. “Shut up! You ruined my life! You took Alex away from me, you snake!”I didn’t flinch. “You ruined your own life, Tanya,” I said, my tone steady but firm. “You let yourself get manipulated
Valkyrie BehatiSo many thoughts are swirling in my head as I stand rooted to the spot, trying to absorb everything he's saying. It feels like the weight of the past is pressing down on me, and the more he talks, the more it all comes crashing in.Back in my previous life, I watched as Alex spiraled toward his destruction. It all began after the accident at Hotel Grandia. From that moment, he changed. Ruthlessness took over, not just toward his pack and commanders, but to everyone in the city. At the time, I couldn’t understand why, but now, hearing it from Giovanni makes sense. Alex had been drugged.I don't know why I wasn’t affected the same way. Maybe it was pure luck that I only ended up poisoned instead. Still, there are so many unanswered questions swirling in my mind. Why had it come to this? Why had he gone so far as to hunt me down? Why was he so determined to kill me? Even now, I struggle to understand the depth of his madness.“Why do you still want me back?” I ask, my v
Valkyrie BehatiAfter my furious screams, a sinister laugh echoed from the distance. I recognized that sound all too well. It sent a shiver down my spine.Before long, Giovanni emerged from the thick fog. Once sharp and calculating, his eyes were now bloodshot, glowing with an unnatural red hue. Something about him had changed drastically. He looked... broken, like a man who had tampered with forces beyond his control, and the result was terrifying.“Ah, finally, the woman I’ve been longing to see,” Giovanni breathed out in a slow, menacing tone, a twisted smile stretching across his face. His voice was ragged like he had lost a part of his sanity. It was clear to me now—he was no longer the same man. He had descended into madness.“I escaped that wretched prison just to find you,” he said, his steps closing in, but before he could get any closer, Matt moved swiftly, standing protectively in front of me. Arnold followed, positioning himself beside Matt, their presence a solid barri