Author's POV: The air inside the cottage felt suffocating, heavy with the aftermath of their brutal confrontation. The remnants of their fight lay scattered—broken furniture, splintered wood, and the metallic tang of blood lingering in the air, but the broken fragments of words and the things that were broken by the force of them were nowhere to be found. Fynn was on his knees, the shock of Kai’s words crashing over him like a tidal wave. He knew he couldn't stay standing on his feet after the tsunami that had just hit his world.His mind was a whirlpool of disbelief and desperation. Could this be true? “Is this true? Is it really true what you are saying–”“You really think I would lie about him? He's my son too, you bastard!!?”Kai’s eyes blazed with anger. Without warning, he grabbed him by the collar and shoved him back with a force that sent him sprawling. Fynn’s spine struck the ground hard, and he grunted as pain flared through his back.“That’s why I said what I said,” Kai
Author's POV:Kai’s hand, which had been gently wiping the blood from Fynn’s face, abruptly stopped. The damp cloth was hovering above against Fynn's bruised cheekbone as Kai’s expression shifted. His gaze was definitely softer than before, but it still carried an edge of grievance and anguish… flicking over Fynn’s bruised features before he spoke in a low, controlled tone. "You surely can make everything else right, and I know you want to make up for the time you have lost and the distance you have spent apart. I can understand that, but Fynn..." His grip tightened slightly. “How do you think you will ever make up for hurting her this time? Because I don't think there is anything that you could do to erase this bitter memory from any of our heads and no matter how much you apologise, I don't think I will be generous enough to forgive you for this act of yours, even if Enna will forgive …I don't I would be able to forget this incident easily…in fact I don't think you yourself c
Fynn's POV:The moment Kai walked out of the house, I collapsed to my knees, the dam inside me shattering completely. The cold compress Kai had used sat discarded on the table, melting slowly, a puddle forming. And just like that, the hot tears spilling from my eyes had melted the mask of coldness that I had been wearing, thinking that this was the only way to protect myself…But today, I could see myself for what I really was: a bruised and broken man who couldn't help but hurt those whom he was meant to cherish the most. Vienna…!An image flashed before my eyes, bleeding onto the floor… and bile surged up my throat. I leaned forward, raising my hands to clutch at my head. These hands… these cursed, guilty hands that had pushed her away without a second thought.The same hands that had once held Vienna closed to me, and the ones that had hurt her… and even this pain was too kind for a monster like me. I deserved far worse. Would she have been okay right now, if I hadn’t acted s
Author's POV:The setting sun had painted the guesthouse corridors in colors of gold as Zella walked inside with an air of authority, her footsteps silent on the polished wood. No one stopped her, and for good reason. the Oasis Pack's royal healer, her presence was expected here. Especially when all everyone could talk about was the Supreme Luna's absence from the diplomatic pack visits, owing to her ill health.. But she wasn't here for doing anything that was going to help the supreme Luna, to recover or she wasn't in the mood to give anything that could have the potential to cure the supreme Luna in any way.In fact if she could, she would directly inject the poison in her veins, silencing her forever, after all, what she has been doing apart living like a burden on the Earth and being the owner of something that should never belong to her, that is Fynn's heart.But it wasn't going to be so long anyway, so there was no use for getting mad for this, rather it was the perfect oppor
Vienna's POV:A gentle breeze was blowing through the half-open curtains, casting a golden glow over the room. The peaceful atmosphere was shattered as soon as Zeke burst into my room like a tiny hurricane, just like it had become his routine for the past week. He used to rush in ten times a day, always asking the same questions with wide, worried eyes. It had been a week since we returned from the Oasis Pack, and although my hand was still wrapped in thin crepe bandages, it was healing well.“Mama!” Zeke’s arms shot up, and his little knee lifted just as Kai had taught him. Before I could blink, he was on the bed, huddling against my side.I shifted slightly as he clung to my side. His eyes were so full of concern that it made my heart squeeze. “Mama, are you feeling pain?”I pulled him closer, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “No, baby. Mama doesn’t feel any pain when her baby is by her side.” He grinned sweetly, and all his worries disappeared with a single answer of mine, l
Author's POV:The Oasis Pack's central courtyard watched in silent curiosity as Fynn strode toward Alpha Axel's private chambers. His boots crunched against the gravel path, his posture rigid, his face an unreadable mask. Axel greeted him with a smirk, lounging against the doorway. "Master Fynn!" His voice dripped with false warmth. "Or should I call you Supreme Alpha again?" "Neither," Fynn said flatly. "I have news for you." Axel's grin widened. "Oh? Do share." "Not here." Fynn's gaze flickered toward the servants loitering around nearby. “I need a private audience with you, right now." Axel waved a dismissive hand, signalling for the servants to disperse as he began leading Fynn towards the throne room. The heavy doors shut behind them with a resonant thud, sealing them in the chamber. Fynn didn't waste any time before breaking his silence. "I'm formally declaring that I won't support any further attacks on the Azuremist Pack." Silence. Then Axel burst into lau
Kai's POV:I looked at Zella with skepticism, wondering if this was why she had come here… to stage a rebellion against Alpha Axel? Or was there something more to her plan? I found a pair of soft eyes staring back at me– her answering gaze was filled with longing, which made me more disgusted with her existence than I could have imagined. But still, I didn't let it show on my face. I kept my mask on, this girl was too dangerous to be trusted. She had been watching Fynn closely for almost three years now, and I couldn’t afford a single slip. My act needed to be perfect if I was to convince her that I was my brother, without any questions. I straightened my spine a little more, deliberately letting some rudeness and coldness slip into my voice. “Zella! There is no point in this nonsense now. I already told Axel that I don't have any interest in taking the throne back, and that's the reason he has dumped me in this dungeon! Since you are his Healer, I can't trust you even if I want
Vienna’s POV:“Happy birthday! When are you going to cut the cake?”A cheerful voice broke through the noise, and I looked up to find a girl standing in front of me. Her face was vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t remember her name. "Thanks," I gave her a quick smile. “I’m just waiting for Asher.”“So when will he be back?”“Umm! Wait, let me look for him. He told me he'll be back by now.”“Okay, enjoy your birthday!" The girl adjusted her glasses and smiled at me. I slipped past the crowd, stepping out into the corridor.Asher was my boyfriend, the one who had organized this whole party. All thanks to him, our college cafeteria looked completely unrecognizable, and half the student body was here to celebrate my birthday. But even though everyone else seemed to be having fun, my eyes were searching for him. Where was he…?The noise of the party faded behind me as I walked past a classroom next to the cafeteria, towards the basketball ground. My feet paused when I heard Asher's laug
Kai's POV:I looked at Zella with skepticism, wondering if this was why she had come here… to stage a rebellion against Alpha Axel? Or was there something more to her plan? I found a pair of soft eyes staring back at me– her answering gaze was filled with longing, which made me more disgusted with her existence than I could have imagined. But still, I didn't let it show on my face. I kept my mask on, this girl was too dangerous to be trusted. She had been watching Fynn closely for almost three years now, and I couldn’t afford a single slip. My act needed to be perfect if I was to convince her that I was my brother, without any questions. I straightened my spine a little more, deliberately letting some rudeness and coldness slip into my voice. “Zella! There is no point in this nonsense now. I already told Axel that I don't have any interest in taking the throne back, and that's the reason he has dumped me in this dungeon! Since you are his Healer, I can't trust you even if I want
Author's POV:The Oasis Pack's central courtyard watched in silent curiosity as Fynn strode toward Alpha Axel's private chambers. His boots crunched against the gravel path, his posture rigid, his face an unreadable mask. Axel greeted him with a smirk, lounging against the doorway. "Master Fynn!" His voice dripped with false warmth. "Or should I call you Supreme Alpha again?" "Neither," Fynn said flatly. "I have news for you." Axel's grin widened. "Oh? Do share." "Not here." Fynn's gaze flickered toward the servants loitering around nearby. “I need a private audience with you, right now." Axel waved a dismissive hand, signalling for the servants to disperse as he began leading Fynn towards the throne room. The heavy doors shut behind them with a resonant thud, sealing them in the chamber. Fynn didn't waste any time before breaking his silence. "I'm formally declaring that I won't support any further attacks on the Azuremist Pack." Silence. Then Axel burst into lau
Vienna's POV:A gentle breeze was blowing through the half-open curtains, casting a golden glow over the room. The peaceful atmosphere was shattered as soon as Zeke burst into my room like a tiny hurricane, just like it had become his routine for the past week. He used to rush in ten times a day, always asking the same questions with wide, worried eyes. It had been a week since we returned from the Oasis Pack, and although my hand was still wrapped in thin crepe bandages, it was healing well.“Mama!” Zeke’s arms shot up, and his little knee lifted just as Kai had taught him. Before I could blink, he was on the bed, huddling against my side.I shifted slightly as he clung to my side. His eyes were so full of concern that it made my heart squeeze. “Mama, are you feeling pain?”I pulled him closer, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “No, baby. Mama doesn’t feel any pain when her baby is by her side.” He grinned sweetly, and all his worries disappeared with a single answer of mine, l
Author's POV:The setting sun had painted the guesthouse corridors in colors of gold as Zella walked inside with an air of authority, her footsteps silent on the polished wood. No one stopped her, and for good reason. the Oasis Pack's royal healer, her presence was expected here. Especially when all everyone could talk about was the Supreme Luna's absence from the diplomatic pack visits, owing to her ill health.. But she wasn't here for doing anything that was going to help the supreme Luna, to recover or she wasn't in the mood to give anything that could have the potential to cure the supreme Luna in any way.In fact if she could, she would directly inject the poison in her veins, silencing her forever, after all, what she has been doing apart living like a burden on the Earth and being the owner of something that should never belong to her, that is Fynn's heart.But it wasn't going to be so long anyway, so there was no use for getting mad for this, rather it was the perfect oppor
Fynn's POV:The moment Kai walked out of the house, I collapsed to my knees, the dam inside me shattering completely. The cold compress Kai had used sat discarded on the table, melting slowly, a puddle forming. And just like that, the hot tears spilling from my eyes had melted the mask of coldness that I had been wearing, thinking that this was the only way to protect myself…But today, I could see myself for what I really was: a bruised and broken man who couldn't help but hurt those whom he was meant to cherish the most. Vienna…!An image flashed before my eyes, bleeding onto the floor… and bile surged up my throat. I leaned forward, raising my hands to clutch at my head. These hands… these cursed, guilty hands that had pushed her away without a second thought.The same hands that had once held Vienna closed to me, and the ones that had hurt her… and even this pain was too kind for a monster like me. I deserved far worse. Would she have been okay right now, if I hadn’t acted s
Author's POV:Kai’s hand, which had been gently wiping the blood from Fynn’s face, abruptly stopped. The damp cloth was hovering above against Fynn's bruised cheekbone as Kai’s expression shifted. His gaze was definitely softer than before, but it still carried an edge of grievance and anguish… flicking over Fynn’s bruised features before he spoke in a low, controlled tone. "You surely can make everything else right, and I know you want to make up for the time you have lost and the distance you have spent apart. I can understand that, but Fynn..." His grip tightened slightly. “How do you think you will ever make up for hurting her this time? Because I don't think there is anything that you could do to erase this bitter memory from any of our heads and no matter how much you apologise, I don't think I will be generous enough to forgive you for this act of yours, even if Enna will forgive …I don't I would be able to forget this incident easily…in fact I don't think you yourself c
Author's POV: The air inside the cottage felt suffocating, heavy with the aftermath of their brutal confrontation. The remnants of their fight lay scattered—broken furniture, splintered wood, and the metallic tang of blood lingering in the air, but the broken fragments of words and the things that were broken by the force of them were nowhere to be found. Fynn was on his knees, the shock of Kai’s words crashing over him like a tidal wave. He knew he couldn't stay standing on his feet after the tsunami that had just hit his world.His mind was a whirlpool of disbelief and desperation. Could this be true? “Is this true? Is it really true what you are saying–”“You really think I would lie about him? He's my son too, you bastard!!?”Kai’s eyes blazed with anger. Without warning, he grabbed him by the collar and shoved him back with a force that sent him sprawling. Fynn’s spine struck the ground hard, and he grunted as pain flared through his back.“That’s why I said what I said,” Kai
Author's POV: The cottage stood silent and foreboding, the morning mist curling lazily around the worn wooden structure. Birds dared not chirp, sensing the tension thickening the air. The door swung open violently, crashing against the wall as Kai stormed inside, eyes blazing and muscles taut with barely restrained fury.“Fynn!” he roared, voice echoing off the wooden beams. “Where the hell are you?!” The anger in his voice reverberated like a thunderclap. “Fynn, you can't hide from me, you coward! Come out, or are you only brave enough to hurt my wife?!”For a moment, the only sound was the rush of Kai’s heavy breathing. The air was heavy with the promise of violence. There were enough signs that could justify that promise.The cottage’s shadows flickered, disturbed by the force of his entrance.Then, from the back room, Fynn emerged. His expression was a cold mask, but his eyes blazed with pent-up rage and betrayal. He stepped forward, arms crossed over his chest, and a bitter smi
Author's POV: The bedroom at the guesthouse was bathed in soft morning light while Vienna lay propped against a mountain of pillows, her usually vibrant complexion pale, dark shadows bruising the skin beneath her eyes. Kai sat on the edge of the bed and he reached out, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face and tucking it gently behind her ear. A gentle smile played on his lips, but a flicker of concern lingered in his eyes.“I would have loved it if you could come with me and Zeke, but you don’t take care of yourself at all.”Vienna offered him a weak smile. “I don't know why I've been feeling sick so often," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry. I know I've let you down—" "Enna!" Kai's interruption was firm but gentle. He leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "What are you saying, love? I was teasing you." His calloused fingers tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "You spend all your energy taking care of me and Zeke. It's no won