Kayla's POVAt the Lycan King’s words, I watched as Lily's face twisted from disbelief to resentment.I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or if I was in an alternate universe when the King turned his back on her.Lily did as he said, walking away without a word I could only imagine the havoc the King's command could have caused as the doctor also followed behind, I'm guessing she wanted to give us some privacy.I did feel better as Lily left the room. My memories returned in fragments.“Azel…” I muttered.“Is she the one that poisoned you? Don't worry she's been locked up.” the King assured.That jolted me. “What?” My voice came out sharper than I intended, my heart kicking against my chest. “Locked up for what reason?”“She confessed to the theft,” he replied coolly, not even a flinch in his tone. “And attempted murder. She tried to kill you.”“No,” I shot back, sitting up despite the pull of pain in my muscles. “She told me she would help me, she was lying. Azel is my friend, she woul
Kayla's POVI was prisoner once again. Except that my prison was somewhat comfortable. I sighed in frustration, trying to swallow down the fear I felt for Azel being locked up. Hopefully, she wasn't tortured in there.I didn't know about the dungeons but I had heard about trials and executions. If Azel… No! I couldn't even bear the thought as I clutched the collar of my dress nervously.I forced myself to turn my back on the door, taking in the room I had grown used to the last few crazy weeks, I hated the silence. I hated how helpless I felt knowing Azel was locked up because she tried to help me.The fog in my mind had lifted and I recalled when she came to give me food and promised to help, I didn't expect her to do something so reckless. if I knew I would never have agreed to it.The poisoning was something else I couldn't wrap my head around on my own accord. My feet began moving and I paced back and forth, wondering if Lily's tried to kill me or just frame Azel.My pacing wasn’t
KLAUS POVThe thud of my fists hitting the punching bag echoed in the gym, but it wasn’t enough to drown out the storm in my head. My knuckles were raw, the chain holding the dummy creaking under the pressure of every blow. I punched harder, wanting the physical pain to match the mess inside me.Another hit. The chain snapped, and the dummy crashed to the floor.There was a cough behind me.I turned to see Raymond leaning against the wall, a smirk on his face. “Remind me not to get on your bad side,” he teased. "I wouldn’t want to be anywhere near you when you're in a mood like this.”I ignored him, breathing hard. Sweat trickled down my temples as I grabbed a bottle of water. I chugged half of it before throwing it across the room. It hit the wall, bursting open and spilling everywhere. But the anger didn’t go away.Kayla’s face flashed in my mind, her wide eyes as she pleaded, as she swore she wasn’t lying. But she had lied. She gave me hope and I thought for a moment the moon god
KLAUS' POV“I wouldn't be so cocky if I were you” Kain warned, stepping in close, too close. There was a glint in his eyes. I didn't understand why he felt confident enough to challenge me this way and even proposed such a ridiculous offer.“How I feel is none of your business. You should be the one packing” I retorted, not backing down.“You underestimate me brother. You always have” He muttered. His breath brushed against my skin, venom laced in every word. “This time the ball is in my court and I'll take everything you stole from me Klaus. Everything. The pack, the crown, your face… even Kayla.”Before my brain gave the command, my fist connected with his jaw. The sound of bone meeting bone echoed in the room, and Kain stumbled back, clutching his face. The taste of my anger was sharp in the air, and I could feel the blood pounding in my temples.Kain laughed out, mocking me.“You think that’ll stop me?” he snarled, lunging at me like a rabid animal. His fingers clawed at my throat
*Kayla’s point of view* Recently, life has been fucking me over in so many ways than one. It was as if I had a personal beef with life and it just wouldn't give me a fucking break. I am a she-wolf and you'd think I had the good stuff but you'd be sorely mistaken. I lived under the oppressive rule of step siblings who despised everything about me. They hated everything, even the very air I breathe because of fabricated reasons and lowered my status down to their slave. My blood sister and their parents died in a ghastly accident and they blamed me for it. Apparently, to them I was bad luck and an unfortunate person that brought gloom and doom everywhere I went despite the numerous times that I cried about my innocence. The most pathetic thing was that there was nothing I could do about it. I was just an adopted child raised by their parents who treated me fairly well considering the fact my late mother had an affair with their father. Now, this is where it gets really b
I moved my head away from his lips, stopping him from going further. “What’s going on? Why….” The man said as he noticed my withdrawal from him. I gave him no response.Realizing the reality of what I have gotten into, I shook my head in regret and stood up.I put on my discarded clothes with shaky hands from the floor. The man was still speaking to me but I didn’t hear him at all, a thousand thoughts were buzzing in my head.I walked to the door and opened it.“Wait…” he said from behind me as he fumbled with his underwear but I didn’t look back.I rushed back home, sneaking into my room as tears poured down my cheeks. It was not enough that my sister had taken my fated mate, now i just had a one night stand with a stranger under the Influence of alcohol. I had kept myself for a long time so I could give my pride to the one I love, my mate.I felt shattered as ran straight to my room with nothing but regret and shame as I sat down alone in the room.The room was simple, with a smal
I woke up abruptly due to a loud bang coming from somewhere in my vicinity. My whole body felt heavy and tired. I laid on my bed, trying to gather myself together so I could stand up and begin my chores. Immediately the door burst open and my step brother strode in. “Look who we have here. If it’s not the devil herself.” he said in a mocking tone. I was used to my stepsisters maltreating me but never will I ever get used to it coming from my step brother, Josh. I was an abused and frail she-wolf, living under the oppressive rule of my step siblings. They despised me deeply, especially the eldest sister and have turned me into the pack's slave, blaming me for the death of our parents. My parents died in a tragic accident on the way back from my high school graduation, together with my sister. Both my sister and our parents died aside me who survived the car accident unharmed. After the death of my sister and step parents, my step siblings and the rest of the pack saw me as bad
After the herbalist informed about my pregnant status, I decided to go to the nearby clinic to be sure I was truly pregnant.The big stone walls of the castle felt like they were closing in on me as I got back with different thoughts clouding my head. I could feel the eyes of my three step-siblings as they stared at me from across the huge hall as I walked in. I knew one of them would ask where I had been.Sure enough, as I reached the top of the stairs, my step brother’s voice called out to me at the same time, their voices sharp and accusing.“where have you been?"I took a deep breath and turned to face the three of them, getting ready for the argument that would no doubt ensue.But before I could say anything, my step brother eyes saw the crumpled piece of paper I was holding in my hand. I tried to hide it behind my back, but he was too quick.With a swift move, he walked up to me, snatched the paper from my hand and unfolded it.My insides twisted with dread as I witnessed their