Chapter 5
Kaelion
The scent of fear clung to the walls of the council room like smoke after a fire. It was thick, heavy, and satisfying. I sat at the head of the long wooden table, fingers steepled under my chin, as my pack members fidgeted in their seats, their eyes darting nervously.
None of them dared meet my gaze. Good. They were learning.
“Explain,” I growled, my voice low but deadly enough to make even the most seasoned warriors flinch.
My Gamma, Dax swallowed hard. “Alpha, during the… incident with Seraphina, there was an escape attempt from the prisoners we captured in the last raid.”
I arched a brow. “And?”
Jareth hesitated before clearing his throat. “They were desperate. The guards—”
“Failed,” I finished for him, my voice dripping with disdain. I let the word settle, enjoying the way tension tightened the air. “Kill them all.”
A ripple of unease passed through the room, but no one dared to question me. I leaned back in my chair, watching them, their fear a quiet symphony. “And since you all failed to keep an eye on them, you’ll share the consequences. Six months at the border.”
The younger guards paled, but no one spoke. They knew better.
“Dismissed.”
They scrambled out like rats, and I watched them go, satisfied. Fear was a better motivator than loyalty.
Just as I was about to leave,
The heavy oak doors creaked open, and Dax stepped into the room. His face was grim, his shoulders squared as if bracing for a storm.
I was already annoyed by his presence. If he had more bad news, he needed to spit it out fast before my patience wore thin.
“What now?” I asked, irritated.
He shifted uncomfortably. That was enough to put me on edge.
“Spit it out, Dax,” I snapped.
He swallowed hard before finally muttering, “It’s Seraphina. She… she tried to escape.”
A low chuckle rumbled from my chest, but there was no humor in it. “Of course, she did.” I leaned back in my chair, fingers drumming against the wooden armrest. “Predictable.”
She had done exactly what I expected. I told the guards to ease up around her at the hospital. Let her think she had a chance. Let her believe we were stupid enough to let our guard down.
She had seen an opening and run—just like the prisoners I had executed minutes ago. My jaw clenched at the thought. I had slaughtered those men without hesitation, yet here I was, discussing her as if she were different.
Because she was.
Dax was still standing there, silent. Annoying.
“There’s more, isn’t there?” I said, my voice deceptively calm.
Dax flinched. He shifted his weight, lips pressing into a thin line.
I was on my feet before I realized it, the chair scraping loudly against the floor. “I don’t have all day, Dax. Speak.”
His throat bobbed as he swallowed. “She’s heading south… toward rogue territory.”
Silence.
A slow, dangerous heat spread through my chest. My fingers curled into fists.
She was a fool. A reckless, stubborn fool.
And I was furious.
I had let her run, knowing I would catch her. But rogue territory? That changed everything. Those savages wouldn’t just hurt her. They would rip her apart, piece by piece, and I—
I wasn’t about to let that happen.
The air in the room grew suffocating. Dax shifted uneasily. He knew better than to speak now.
I exhaled sharply, forcing my hands to relax. When I spoke, my voice was ice. “Get the car ready,” I ordered, my voice a low growl. “We’re leaving now.”
Dax moved immediately.
I rolled my shoulders, trying to dispel the burning frustration coiling inside me. She was testing me. Again.
Fine.
Let’s see how far she got before I dragged her right back where she belonged.
Chapter 6 – Seraphina’s POVThe cold winter air cut through the fabric of my clothes as I ran, pushing my legs harder, harder. The pounding of my heart matched the rhythm of my footsteps. I had made it out—finally, finally free. The guards had relaxed, believing I was nothing more than a caged animal too broken to fight back. They’d let their guard down while I feigned weakness. The moment I sensed their carelessness, I slipped away.I hadn’t expected it to be this easy. The hospital had been my prison for days, but when they relaxed their vigilance, I was ready.Now, my destination was clear—across the river, into the rogue territory, where no one could touch me. Or so I thought.As I reached the edge of Kaelion’s land, the river before me seemed to grow wider, more menacing. The cold waters reminded me of my past, of my father’s pack, of the Luna’s cruelty. Memories flooded back—the mistreatment, the humiliation—and my calm shattered. My breath hitched, the image of the past flashing
Chapter 7 Seraphina’s POVI gasped for breath, my chest heaved—not from what I just did or the effort of running, but from the aftershocks of the panic attack that gripped me. My body trembled violently, each shake a fight for control. I gasped for air, desperate, but my lungs betrayed me.His grip tightened, and I struggled against him, weak and helpless. “Let. Me. Go.”Around us, the guards remained motionless, not out of mere surprise, but fear. Fear of what Kaelion would do. Fear of the defiance I had dared to show. He was a leader who commanded absolute obedience, a man few had ever seen challenged—yet I had done so.Kaelion’s jaw tightened, a bruise already forming from my strike, but his smirk never faltered. If anything, it deepened. His golden eyes glowed with dark amusement, like a predator entertained by its prey’s feeble attempts to fight back.The stillness shattered as a figure stepped forward from the shadows—a woman in warrior’s garb, identical in style to Dax’s. Her
Chapter 8Seraphina’s POVThe cold iron door slammed shut behind me with a deafening clang, the sound echoing through the dark, damp dungeon. My breath came out in short, shallow puffs, the chill in the air seeping into my bones. The faint torchlight barely illuminated the stone walls, casting shadows that danced with every flicker.I took a slow, steadying breath, but it did little to calm the simmering anger inside me. My wrists throbbed where Kaelion had gripped them, and my body ached from the struggle. The scent of damp stone and decay filled my nostrils, a grim reminder of what this place was—a tomb for those deemed unworthy.A sharp, mocking laugh broke through the silence.“Did you really think you were special?” Kiera sneered, stepping forward. Her red hair gleamed under the dim light, her eyes filled with cold amusement. She crossed her arms, towering over me as I sat slumped against the wall, my body exhausted but my mind still burning with defiance.“I don’t think anything
Chapter 9 - Seraphina’s POVThe darkness of the cell was suffocating, but it was the silence that gnawed at my mind the most. I had lost track of how long I had been here. Time had become meaningless without any reference, especially since Kiera hadn’t bothered to feed me—when she did, it was never enough. Most of the time, though, I was left to endure the gnawing ache of hunger, just as I was now.Every breath I took felt heavy, as if the very air itself was conspiring against me. I pulled my knees to my chest, hugging them tightly, trying to hold onto whatever shred of control I had left.My wolf was restless, pacing frantically in the depths of my mind like a trapped animal. What was I even saying? She was the trapped one. How many years had it been since I last set her free?Her presence flickering erratically between waves of burning rage and hollow silence. I couldn’t understand it. She was never like this—never this unpredictable. The rage made sense. We were trapped. But the
Chapter 10KaelionI had spent the last few days digging through every scrap of information I could find about Seraphina’s past. Every lead I followed only seemed to pull me deeper into the shadows, and it was becoming harder to tell what was real and what was a carefully constructed lie.She was a mystery wrapped in chaos, and damn it, I needed answers.Dax found the rogue first. My Gamma never wasted time, especially on those who crossed us. He shoved the man into the clearing. The rogue was disheveled, eyes wide with fear. “He’s got a message for you, Alpha Kaelion,” Dax said. “From Seraphina’s father.”I stepped forward, narrowing my eyes. “That’s a hell of a claim.”The rogue swallowed hard. “I-I was with her pack before she left. She—”I didn’t have time for stammering. My fist slammed into his throat, cutting off the words. “Yo
11SeraphinaI woke to the sterile scent of antiseptic and the soft beeping of machines. My head pounded, my body heavy, like I had been dragged through hell and back. I blinked against the harsh white light, my throat dry as sandpaper.Then I saw him.Kaelion.He was sitting beside me, his broad frame taking up too much space, his arms crossed over his chest. His golden eyes flicked to mine, sharp and unreadable, but something flickered beneath the surface—something I didn’t dare try to understand.“You’re awake,” he said. His voice was low, steady, but it carried a weight I wasn’t ready to face.I swallowed, shifting slightly. A dull ache spread through my limbs, reminding me of what I had done. What I had lost control of.Panic coiled tight in my stomach.No. No, no, no.I had spent years—years—keeping her buried. Taming her. Suppressing every instinct, every whisper of power that threatened to rise. And yet…I had failed.My breath hitched as the memories slammed into me. Kiera. T
12KaelionHer body sagged against the pillows, her breaths coming in shallow, uneven bursts. A second passed. Then another.And then her eyes met mine.Disbelief.Horror.And something else. Something that cut deeper than either of us had words for.“What…” Her voice was hoarse, barely more than a whisper. “What did you do?”I released her, straightening. “I severed your connection.”She blinked, her hands trembling as they reached for her own skin, as if she could somehow claw the sensation back. “No.” She shook her head, eyes darting wildly around the room. “No, no, you didn’t—you—”“I did.”She sucked in a sharp, uneven breath.The silence was suffocating. For so long, she had resented the voice in her head, the presence that made her feel like a prisoner in her own body. But now, stripped of it, she was utterly alone. The wolf had always been there—growling when she was afraid, snarling when she was weak, whispering when she was uncertain. Even in hate, they had been bound.Now,
13SeraphinaThe silence was suffocating.I woke up with my heart hammering against my ribs, my breath uneven, my body already moving before my mind caught up. The room was dimly lit, unfamiliar. The scent of stone and something faintly metallic clung to the air. My pulse pounded in my ears as I reached for something—someone—only to be met with nothing.No presence. No warmth. No whisper of my wolf in the back of my mind.I gasped, shoving down the rising panic. My fingers dug into the sheets before I forced myself to move. The floor was cold beneath my bare feet as I pushed off the bed and made my way to the door. It didn’t budge. I rattled the handle harder, frustration building in my chest.Locked.I looked toward the window, my eyes scanning for an escape, but the glass was sealed tight. My fingers ran along the edges, trying to find a way to lift or unlock it. It wouldn’t budge. The window was as trapped as I was.The weight of the confinement settled over me, I swallowed hard, p
28 Kaelion’s POV I didn’t trust this woman. Luna was too smooth, too sweet, her words like honey laced with poison. And the way she kept smiling at Seraphina, like she actually cared, made my skin crawl. I watched her closely as she raised her glass to her lips, sipping her wine slowly, her eyes flicking between me and Seraphina. She was playing a game, and I hated not knowing the rules. When the food arrived, I didn’t hesitate. I reached for Seraphina’s plate, pulling it toward me. She didn’t protest, just watched as I picked up her fork and cut into the meat. Slowly, I brought the piece to my mouth and chewed. Luna let out a soft chuckle, tilting her head. “My, how protective,” she mused, swirling the wine in her glass. I didn’t answer. I was too focused on the taste. Nothing seemed off. No bitterness. No strange aftertaste. But that didn’t mean anything. If Luna wanted to harm Seraphina, she wouldn’t be so obvious. After a moment, I placed the plate back in front of her.
Chapter 31 Seraphina’s POV “You’re joining me in training.” I stared at Kaelion like he’d just grown another head. “Training?” My voice came out higher than I expected. “But… I—I’m not ready.” He didn’t flinch. His tone was matter-of-fact, as if this was just another morning. “You need control. You want answers. Training is where we start.” “But I don’t even know how to throw a punch,” I mumbled. “You’ll learn.” His eyes softened slightly. “I’ll teach you myself.” The words shouldn’t have meant so much, but they did. My heart gave a traitorous little thump. Kaelion—Alpha heir, warrior—was offering to help me. Not because he had to. But because he wanted to. “Okay,” I said, barely above a whisper. “I’ll come.” He gave a short nod, the corner of his lips twitching just slightly. “Good. Sunrise. Don’t be late.” I showed up the next morning barely awake, still stiff from yesterday’s chaos, but determined. My new clothes were simple and functional: dark leggings, a fitt
Chapter 31 Seraphina’s POV “You’re joining me in training.” I stared at Kaelion like he’d just grown another head. “Training?” My voice came out higher than I expected. “But… I—I’m not ready.” He didn’t flinch. His tone was matter-of-fact, as if this was just another morning. “You need control. You want answers. Training is where we start.” “But I don’t even know how to throw a punch,” I mumbled. “You’ll learn.” His eyes softened slightly. “I’ll teach you myself.” The words shouldn’t have meant so much, but they did. My heart gave a traitorous little thump. Kaelion—Alpha heir, warrior—was offering to help me. Not because he had to. But because he wanted to. “Okay,” I said, barely above a whisper. “I’ll come.” He gave a short nod, the corner of his lips twitching just slightly. “Good. Sunrise. Don’t be late.” I showed up the next morning barely awake, still stiff from yesterday’s chaos, but determined. My new clothes were simple and functional: dark leggings, a fitted top, an
Chapter 33Kaelion’s POVEver since that night in the woods, when Seraphina’s shift shook the forest and sent ripples through the pack’s bond, things had changed.Especially for my wolf.Speedy had always been possessive when it came to her—but now? He was feral with want. Restless. Needy.It was like her wolf had awakened something ancient inside mine. Something wild and obsessed.Every time she came close, her scent wrapped around me like a noose. Her heartbeat became a drum I couldn’t ignore. Her energy teased mine—then slipped away like smoke.And the worst part? She was avoiding me.Actively.Painfully.I saw her in the corridors and she’d turn the other way. Training? She’d come early, leave early. Dinner? She sat with the Delta females now, ignoring the seat next to me like it was cursed.Speedy paced endlessly in my mind. She’s ours. Why is she running?“She’s scared,” I muttered aloud, rubbing my temple.Then make her feel safe, my wolf growled. Make her stay.I tried. But ev
Chapter 32 Seraphina’s POV My blade clashed against Kaelion’s with a sharp crack, the shock of impact rippling up my arms. “You’re improving,” he said, stepping back. “You still telegraph your swings, though.” I exhaled, adjusting my grip. “Maybe because I’m swinging at someone who looks like he could break a tree in half.” A smirk played on his lips. “Flattery won’t stop me from knocking you on your ass.” “Noted,” I muttered, and lunged again. We trained until the sun was high, sweat dripping into my eyes, my muscles burning. But it was the kind of burn that meant progress. Kaelion didn’t hold back, but he never let me fall too hard. When I tripped, he caught me. When I stumbled, he steadied me. And when I got back up, he always nodded like that was what mattered most. The days following the incident had turned cold, even under the sun. Whispers followed me through the corridors. Side-eyes. Paused conversations. And Kaelion. Always near. Always watching. His concern clu
Chapter 32 Seraphina’s POV My blade clashed against Kaelion’s with a sharp crack, the shock of impact rippling up my arms. “You’re improving,” he said, stepping back. “You still telegraph your swings, though.” I exhaled, adjusting my grip. “Maybe because I’m swinging at someone who looks like he could break a tree in half.” A smirk played on his lips. “Flattery won’t stop me from knocking you on your ass.” “Noted,” I muttered, and lunged again. We trained until the sun was high, sweat dripping into my eyes, my muscles burning. But it was the kind of burn that meant progress. Kaelion didn’t hold back, but he never let me fall too hard. When I tripped, he caught me. When I stumbled, he steadied me. And when I got back up, he always nodded like that was what mattered most. The days following the incident had turned cold, even under the sun. Whispers followed me through the corridors. Side-eyes. Paused conversations. And Kaelion. Always near. Always watching. His concern clu
Chapter 31 Seraphina’s POV “You’re joining me in training.” I stared at Kaelion like he’d just grown another head. “Training?” My voice came out higher than I expected. “But… I—I’m not ready.” He didn’t flinch. His tone was matter-of-fact, as if this was just another morning. “You need control. You want answers. Training is where we start.” “But I don’t even know how to throw a punch,” I mumbled. “You’ll learn.” His eyes softened slightly. “I’ll teach you myself.” The words shouldn’t have meant so much, but they did. My heart gave a traitorous little thump. Kaelion—Alpha heir, warrior—was offering to help me. Not because he had to. But because he wanted to. “Okay,” I said, barely above a whisper. “I’ll come.” He gave a short nod, the corner of his lips twitching just slightly. “Good. Sunrise. Don’t be late.” I showed up the next morning barely awake, still stiff from yesterday’s chaos, but determined. My new clothes were simple and functional: dark leggings, a fitt
30Seraphina’s POVThe sun was just beginning to rise when the trembling finally stopped. My breaths came in slow, uneven waves, my body aching from the battle between my instincts and the remnants of that unnatural power still humming beneath my skin.And I was barely clothed.The remnants of my shift had left my clothes shredded, torn beyond repair. Cool morning air brushed against my exposed skin, making me shiver. I curled my arms around myself, trying to cover what little I could.Kaelion had never left my side.I felt his presence beside me, steady and unwavering, even when I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. He had every reason to fear me. I’d nearly—No. I didn’t want to think about it.“Come on,” he murmured, his voice quieter now, almost gentle. “There’s somewhere I want to take you.”I hesitated. My legs felt weak, my mind still fogged over from whatever had taken hold of me, but something in his tone made me follow. He didn’t force me, didn’t push—he simply waited, lik
Chapter 31 Seraphina’s POV “You’re joining me in training.” I stared at Kaelion like he’d just grown another head. “Training?” My voice came out higher than I expected. “But… I—I’m not ready.” He didn’t flinch. His tone was matter-of-fact, as if this was just another morning. “You need control. You want answers. Training is where we start.” “But I don’t even know how to throw a punch,” I mumbled. “You’ll learn.” His eyes softened slightly. “I’ll teach you myself.” The words shouldn’t have meant so much, but they did. My heart gave a traitorous little thump. Kaelion—Alpha heir, warrior—was offering to help me. Not because he had to. But because he wanted to. “Okay,” I said, barely above a whisper. “I’ll come.” He gave a short nod, the corner of his lips twitching just slightly. “Good. Sunrise. Don’t be late.” I showed up the next morning barely awake, still stiff from yesterday’s chaos, but determined. My new clothes were simple and functional: dark leggings, a fitted top, an