Now Malachi Knows...
Kai"Alpha… Alpha, please."May’s voice reached me, but it sounded distant—muted, as if coming from another room instead of the space right in front of me.I couldn’t move.I couldn’t speak.The shock had settled deep into my bones, locking me in place like ice freezing over a river.My mind was a chaotic mess, unable to grasp the sheer gravity of what I had just learned.Adasha. A Moonchild. A Westwood. The great-grandchild of the Mad King.It was a revelation too staggering to process in a single breath, too monumental to comprehend all at once.What did this mean for me? For her?For everything?May’s voice broke through my trance again, this time thick with desperation."Please, Alpha. She is harmless, and you know it…"Her voice cracked at the edges, almost a sob, her fear tangible. Fear that I would overreact. That I would do something reckless.I forced my body to respond, to claw my way out of the mental spiral that had taken hold of me. May needed reassurance.If I didn’t giv
KaiThe forest blurred around me as I tore through the undergrowth, my paws pounding against the earth.The world felt too small. Too suffocating. I needed space—needed to outrun the turmoil clawing at my chest.It was dark, the moon high in the sky, but its silver light did little to illuminate my soul or the shadows that consumed it.Orion howled, long and mournful, the sound echoing through the trees like a lament.The pain was unbearable.The weight crushing.A burden so heavy I wasn’t sure I could carry it alone.But I was alone.Utterly and completely alone.Enemies surrounded me from all sides, lurking in the shadows, waiting for me to falter.My aunt, with her insatiable hunger for power, would see this as nothing more than an opportunity—an opening to destroy me.And she wouldn’t be the only one.This was my greatest weakness.A secret so dangerous that the moment it slipped from my grasp, it would unravel everything I had built.And yet…Walking away from Adasha was impossib
AdashaI woke up to an empty bed.The cool sheets beside me sent a ripple of unease through my chest. Where was Kai?He had just returned from his trip—I had expected to wake up to his warmth, his presence, but instead, the room felt hollow, silent in a way that set my nerves on edge.Maybe he had things to attend to. Maybe I was overthinking.But the absence was unsettling.I sat up, rubbing my eyes, my stomach twisting slightly. A soft knock at the door drew my attention, and a moment later, Mirabel stepped inside, carrying a tray.She set the dinner down—one plate.Not two.A flicker of disappointment stirred inside me, but I forced my expression to remain neutral. There was no reason to read into it.At least it wasn’t May bringing my food.Lately, she had been creeping me out, always lingering too long, always watching me like she knew something I didn’t.Still, I couldn’t shake the nagging feeling as I picked at my food."Where is Alpha Kai?" I asked, trying to keep my voice cas
AdashaIngrid’s hand seemed fixed to the spot. Frozen in the air.It wasn’t me who stopped her.At least, I don’t think it was.But something—something unseen, something powerful—held her hand mid-air, freezing her in place.She tried to force the slap, her fingers trembling as she fought against whatever force restrained her. But it was useless. She couldn’t move.I frowned, watching her struggle."Have you taken up miming as a hobby?" I asked dryly, tilting my head.Her hand dropped instantly, as if the invisible grip had released her all at once.That’s when I saw it.Not just confusion in her eyes—but fear.She took a small, hesitant step back, her gaze flickering over me like she was seeing me for the first time."What are you?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.I frowned at her, my lips pressing into a thin line."Wow, Ingrid. First, I’m a homewrecker. Then a whore. And now you’re asking what I am?" I let the words settle, watching as she stiffened. "Tell me, what exa
Adasha I stood there, stunned, my mind reeling. What the hell had just happened? First Ingrid and her bizarre miming act, her hand frozen mid-air as if an invisible force had stopped it. Now May, behaving as if she knew something I didn’t—something dangerous, something inevitable. A shiver ran down my spine. Was I missing something? The walls suddenly felt too small, the air too thick. I exhaled sharply, shaking off the unease. I needed to clear my head. Stripping down, I stepped into the shower, letting the warm water soothe my nerves. By the time I crawled back into bed, exhaustion pulled at me, but my mind refused to settle. Wherever Kai was, I hoped he was safe. I hoped he would come to bed soon. Because after everything I had just experienced tonight—he was the only one who could make sense of it all. *** Malachi’s touch pulled me from the depths of sleep. Warm fingers brushed against my skin, and I stirred, my eyelids fluttering open to the dim glow of the night.
AdashaThe night with Kai had been intense, filled with an unspoken urgency, a need that neither of us could put into words.We made love until the early hours of the morning, losing ourselves in each other, in the solace we found within our bond.I knew there was a storm brewing—questions that needed answers, fears that loomed just beyond my reach. But for that night, I pushed it all away. Because Kai needed me.And in that moment, the only thing I could give him was comfort.Now, as I stirred awake, reality seeped back in.I reached across the bed, already expecting what I found—an empty space where Kai should have been.The sheets on his side were cool to the touch. He had been gone for a while.I sighed, running my fingers through my hair, willing my mind to focus. But it was hard.The scent of breakfast lingered in the air, warm and inviting, reminding me just how late in the morning it was. It had been a long, exhausting night.Pushing back the covers, I slid out of bed, stretch
AdashaThe moment was heavy—thick with unspoken words, with curiosity, with fear.It lingered between us, stretching the silence into something awkward, something almost unbearable. I could feel it in the air, pressing against me, against him.Something was wrong.But would he tell me? Would he trust me enough to let me in?I cleared my throat, grasping for something—anything—to break the tension. "The weather is beautiful," I said lightly, attempting to ease the weight between us.Kai chuckled, shaking his head."Tell me what’s on your mind, Adasha."His voice was smooth but knowing, his golden eyes locking onto mine. "I can feel your curiosity."I blinked, a little startled. So, he had noticed."Was I that obvious?" I asked, half-smiling.He nodded, the amusement in his expression not quite reaching his eyes.Of course, he was just as obvious. But I held my tongue on that.Taking a slow breath, I steadied myself before finally speaking the words that had been clawing at me since las
AdashaThe thought of only one person walking away from that fight gnawed at me, clawing at my insides with an unbearable truth.I couldn’t let it happen.Not like that. Not between them.If I truly wanted freedom from Randy—if I wanted to be rid of him, of his control, of the lingering fear that still shadowed my every step—then I had to free myself.No one else could do it for me."Then he will have to fight me to keep me," I said, my voice steady, my resolve solidifying like iron.Kai tensed beside me, his fingers gripping mine tighter, but I didn’t stop."For all the years I was with him, I respected him as my Alpha. I never defended myself." I swallowed, forcing down the bitter taste of memory. "I loved him, you know?"Kai’s jaw tightened, but I pushed forward, because if I didn’t say it now, I never would."The thought of fighting him, of hurting him—it never sat well with me. Not that I’d even win if I tried," I let out a small, humorless chuckle. "But the idea of inflicting pa
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AdashaThe sun was already high when the first cars pulled up the drive, tires crunching against the gravel.I stood near the front steps, Michelle balanced on my hip, Ethan clinging to Kai’s hand beside me.The soft hum of laughter and voices rolled in from the yard where balloons bobbed in the breeze and long tables were set with food, drinks, and gifts wrapped in all colors of the rainbow.One by one, they stepped out of the vehicles—and my heart swelled with something I couldn’t quite name. Gratitude, maybe. Or just the deep, overwhelming warmth of seeing people you love all in one place, safe and smiling.Randy was the first to appear, looking more relaxed than I’d ever seen him.Olivia walked beside him, glowing in a flowing dress that barely disguised her growing belly. He had one hand protectively resting on her lower back, the other carrying a stuffed bear nearly the size of Ethan.“Don’t say anything,” Randy said with a mock glare as he saw me smirking.“I wasn’t going to say
AdashaTwo Years LaterThe war with Tamara and Edmond felt like a lifetime ago.Now, the only battles Kai and I fought were over who had diaper duty or who could make the twins laugh harder.Our twins were turning one, and the house buzzed with energy as we prepared for their birthday celebration.We’d been wrapped in a bubble the past year—busy, blessed, and exhausted. Life had shifted. Priorities changed. And in that quiet, we’d drifted from everyone we once fought beside.This party was more than just a celebration for the twins. It was a reunion. A chance to gather everyone who meant something to us. To laugh. To remember. To feel like a family again.So much had changed.Randy had ended up fated to Olivia—Uncle James’ daughter.They were mated now, and from what I heard, completely inseparable.They were expecting their first child, and I couldn’t wait to meet the little one when the time came.Randy had softened, grown into himself, and it showed. I was genuinely happy for him.
Randy“Well, are you just going to stand there?” Her voice snapped me out of the trance.I blinked. She was staring right at me, arms crossed, like I’d kept her waiting too long.“I… I thought you were— I was just—” I stammered, completely unprepared.She laughed. Soft, amused, but laced with something that curled in my gut.“Now that my family’s free, you thought I’d leave?” she asked, eyes locked on mine like she was reading every thought I’d tried to bury.I couldn’t answer. Because yeah… part of me had.She saw it. Smirked. And then, without a word, grabbed my hand and pulled me into the room.Before I knew it, I was sitting on the edge of her bed, heart pounding like I’d just run ten miles.She stood in front of me, the wickedest smile tugging at her lips. Then she slid the sheer robe from her shoulders and let it fall.I forgot how to breathe.The lingerie underneath was designed to kill. Lace. Skin. Confidence. Everything about her said mine, and she wasn’t asking for permissio
RandyI didn’t stick around in Bridewood after the council hearing. There was no point. My business wasn’t here—it was back home.And after everything we’d seen, everything we’d nearly lost, I wasn’t about to waste another second.The universe had given us a rare gift: survival. A second chance. That kind of mercy doesn’t come often, and it sure as hell doesn’t come twice.I had someone waiting for me. A sharp-tongued, stubborn woman who challenged me at every turn and still somehow made my world make sense. Olivia.She’d crashed into my life like a storm, and I’d spent too long pretending I didn’t want to get caught in it.No more second-guessing. No more keeping her at arm’s length because I thought it was the “right” thing to do.I was done holding back.Adasha was smiling again.That look in her eyes—that light—I hadn’t seen it in years. And if she could forgive me, then maybe it was time I started forgiving myself too.So we packed up. Jacob, Thompson, and I hit the road back to
Kai"So what are you trying to suggest, Alpha Bouras, Alpha Olsen?" William asked.Draco didn’t blink. “I say we abolish the law against the Moonchilds—and give them a seat among the Twelve. It’s rightfully theirs.”The room froze. Then exploded.Voices rose like a storm, clashing over one another. Some shouted in disbelief, others in anger. No one talked about making the Twelve into Thirteen. That was the part that made them really uncomfortable.Draco stood steady, calm in the storm.He didn't care.And neither did Randy.“I strongly support Alpha Bouras,” Randy said, rising to his feet. “When Edmond crossed the line, it wasn’t the Twelve that stopped him. It was a Moonchild. When everyone else fell, she stood. It’s time we stop punishing a bloodline and start honouring it. This is what justice looks like.”The murmuring dropped, volume shifting as some heads nodded reluctantly.I stood next.And I didn’t sugarcoat it.“I agree,” I said. “I don’t care what anyone in this room thinks
KaiIt explained everything.Adasha’s blood would have completed the serum. Stabilised Edmond’s mutation. Kept his eyes from bleeding, his mind from fracturing, his body from falling apart.Without it, he looked like something from a nightmare—a shell of a man, straining to contain power not meant for him.But what I still didn’t understand was why. Why go this far?Why betray the very council he sat on? His family had power. He had influence.So why?And still, Edmond refused to speak. Sat silent in his silver cage, eyes dull with defeat. Or delusion.Tamara wasn’t much better—except she wouldn’t stop crying.But not for her victims.Not for her daughter.Not even for the madness she helped unleash.No.She kept looking at Austin, pleading, weeping like the betrayal hadn’t even happened.“I never cheated on you, Austin,” she said, loud enough for the entire hall to hear. “I just… I wanted more for us. For our daughter. The Redwolfs were going to cheat our family. I couldn’t stand by
Kai"You have a big heart, Malachi," Abraham said, his voice low but warm.It pulled me back from watching Adasha and Austin—the quiet reconciliation unfolding in a single conversation.I gave him a faint smile. “A foolish one, too.”He shook his head. “No. You acted based on what you had. I must say, you three are wise. I had no proof—only suspicion. And yet you gave me the benefit of the doubt.”He looked around the council hall, his expression sobering.“It’s all in the past now,” he added. “And know this—I bear no grudge.”I nodded, and for once, I felt the weight ease a little.That’s when the room shifted.The side doors opened, and Gregory walked in, flanking a man I didn’t need to be introduced to.Tall, weathered, lean from hardship but still standing with dignity.The resemblance to Gregory was uncanny. But it was the eyes that told me who he truly was.James Moonchild.Adasha’s uncle.Michelle’s brother.One of the most hunted, most whispered-about survivors in our entire w
KaiWe talked over the final details of our trip to the council, and that’s when I learned Austin had insisted on joining us—even though he hadn’t fully recovered.But I understood.He needed to be there.Not just as a witness, but as a man with something to put right. His presence was required, and maybe… so was his redemption.As for Laura—she was out of danger, physically—but her path was clearer than ever.She would be returning to Rivercreek.Did Tamara ever tell her the real plan? Or was she just another pawn? Another disposable piece to be sacrificed for her mother’s social climb?I couldn’t say.And maybe it didn’t matter.I didn’t feel sorry for her.I hoped she’d be better. That she’d choose better. But deep down, I knew I’d dodged a bullet.If fate hadn’t intervened—if Adasha hadn’t come into my life—I could’ve ended up just like Austin. Bound to someone who wore the name but none of the heart.There was no way Laura didn’t carry some of Tamara’s venom. It was in the way sh