Autumn POVBy noon, I was very tired. The uncomfortable shoes caused pain in my feet, while the constant strain of communicating through the mind link made my head throb. I felt a wave of relief when Mrs. Potts recommended we stop for lunch.We moved to a compact living area, where a simple meal had been prepared. Upon the closing of the door behind us, I immediately sat down in a chair with my shoulders drooping."You're doing great, my dear," Mrs. Potts complimented while pouring tea. "Don't allow them to affect you." "They will eventually change their minds."I nodded, not believing her for a second. How could they come around when I couldn't even speak to them? When was every interaction filtered through someone else?As I picked at my food, a thought occurred to me. A dangerous thought, but one that wouldn't let go.I caught Mrs. Potts's eye, then sent a message through the mind link. "I need a favor."Mrs. Potts raised an eyebrow. "Of course, dear. What can I do for you?"I hesi
Kavan POVI left the pack house before the sun rose. The cool air bore the fragrance of pine trees and fresh morning moisture. I took a deep breath, allowing the chill to refresh my mind. The world remained hushed, holding onto the final remnants of darkness.Marcus and Darius stood at the outskirts of the forest, anticipating my arrival. Decent males. Devoted. No questions were asked when I invited them for a dawn jog. Sometimes, they realized an Alpha must break free from the burden of duty, even if just briefly."Alpha, good morning," Marcus said with a respectful nod. Out of habit, he scanned the treeline with alert eyes.Darius simply let out a grunt. He didn't speak much, especially in the early morning hours. His enormous body was tight, prepared for combat.I took off my shirt, sensing the chill of the cold air against my skin. The cold provided a relief from the worries that had consumed me throughout the night. " I said, 'Let's go,' without waiting for a reply."We moved tog
Kavan POVI walked into the dining room; the wooden chair creaked slightly as I fell into it, and my gaze flittered through the toom acknowledging my father before settling on her.Autumn, the girl who claimed to be mute, but I swear she could talk. I had heard her speak that morning, and no one could tell me any different. Why she would continue with the act even when I knew confounded me; I needed to find out why.The room was well lit; the warm glow from the light source cast a golden hue over the long mahogany table.My father, Mathias, and the former Alpha, now elder of our park, sat at the head, his presence commanding as always. Across from him, Autumn was seated, her hands folded neatly in her lap, her eyes darting nervously around the room as she tried to evade my gaze.I smirked as I watched her squirm in her chair.“I am very glad, Kavan, you could take time out of your very busy schedule to grace us with your presence.” My father said, smiling at me, before turning to face
Autumn POV I held my breath, my body tingling as my senses heightened, causing goose bumps to riddle my skin and the pounding of my chest in rhythm with the incoming steps.I try to struggle out of Kavan’s hold, but his hands do not bulge as they press against the wall beside my head, trapping me between his body and the cold stone. During the punishing kiss, Kavan had guided me away from the banister and into a corner hidden from view of the stairs; his broad shoulders covered my view of the outside world, but still my heart pounded in my chest, my breath quick and shallow. I try once more to escape his hold, terrified of the possible repercussions of our actions.Kavan stood still unmoving as he waited. In panic, I pleaded, “Let me go; please, I have to leave.” His breath was warm against my ear, and I could feel the tension radiating off him as he stared at me. “It's too late to leave; be patient.” My mind raced, and panic surged through me as I looked at his calm gaze. Could
Autumn's POVThe faint rustle of leaves in the breeze was the only sound on the quiet, tranquil night. Perched on the balcony, I could see the starry grounds below. The air was cool and clear, a welcome respite from the stifling conditions inside the packhouse.I watched a shadow slink across the night. My heart stopped, hammering in my chest. Was someone there? Friend or foe?A calm, gentle voice asked, "Autumn?"I couldn't identify who it was. The individual stayed hidden in the shadows, their face obscured. Still mute, I did not want to expose myself."Autumn?" the voice asked, a trace of frustration seeping in. "It's me."I still did not reply. I wanted no chance of blowing my cover. Thankfully, I remained quiet. Nobody ever insisted on a response from me.The man emerged from the shadows, his face brilliantly lit by the moon, highlighting his ideal features. Though not any less beautiful, he was older.Mathias!Again he said, "Why are you out so late?"I answered in his head this
Autumn's Point of ViewWith my heart thumping in my chest, I felt a chilly terror. Had Kavan honestly told his father? Was my charade about to come apart? My eyes jumped from shadow to shadow as I hurriedly looked around the room.I then found him. Kavan stood far away, his face a mask of apathy. For a brief instant, our eyes locked, and a shiver ran down my spine. He turned aside, but I could hear his words in my head—a terrible whisper.Kavan's words rang in my head like a lighthouse among the turbulent sea of my anxieties. *I won’t turn on you.* I felt a flood of relief, almost vertigo-inducing in strength. I had to grab the balcony railing to keep from buckling at my knees. He had not turned on me. Not now.*When the time is right, I will do it in front of you.* His second message sent a shiver down my spine of a different sort. Though also a threat, it was a promise. On his terms, he would expose me. When he was ready.I inhaled deeply, the clean night air filling my lungs. I had
Kavan’s POVWith my heart a whirl of contradictory feelings, I rushed from Autumn's chamber. The door closed behind me, sounding like a gunshot across the still hallways. Not with the aroma of her still clinging to the air, a seductive reminder of the forbidden fruit she represented, I could stay there a moment longer.Seeking comfort in the cool night air, I neglected to go back to my own room. A mute observer of my inner struggle, the moon hung weighty in the heavens. I cursed and let out a primitive yell of frustration and uncertainty. I tore off my garments, shedding human skin like a snake sheds its old scales.I let my beast loose with a last terrible scream. Rising from the bottom of my spirit, he was a towering beast with midnight-colored fur. Shaking himself, he sent watery droplets flying through the air before launching himself into the darkness, his strong legs chewing up the ground under him.I started till my muscles hurt and my lungs burned. I ran till the basic urge of
Autumn's POV.The question came in again. I thought he had given up on asking that question. Considering our initial conversation, I thought that the light of the query concerning my intended journey that night had died off with the conversation about my enthronement as the queen mother. My utmost concern at that moment was to escape Matthias's presence. I only wanted to navigate his mind into another conversation, but still, his mind meddled around my night journey, and his question finally ignited the already dying fire of the question that I thought I had overcome, making me more uncomfortable and confused. I tried figuring out the most suitable answer to give, but none surfaced in my mind.There and then an idea lingered in my mind. To ask to get some fresh. I proceeded immediately with the thought, hoping to get a good result by finally setting Matthias aside, or better off, escaping his sight at that moment. I quickly made use of the excuse that came to my mind. “I'm sorry, Al