AdashaI didn’t realize when the tears finally began to fall. Alone in that unfamiliar room, in a place that wasn’t my home, the weight of everything hit me all at once.For the first time in what felt like years, I had the space to think, to breathe, without Randy’s suffocating presence looming over me. And in that stillness, the questions came.How did it come to this?Why wasn’t I enough?Why couldn’t he change?When I met Randy, he seemed perfect—charming, attentive, the kind of man I thought I could spend forever with. What we had was almost beautiful, until his insecurities and cruelty began to seep through the cracks.It was easy to say I hated him now. I’d crossed that line long ago, but my heart still bled for the love and time I had wasted on him, waiting for him to change.I waited.I waited so long, clinging to the hope that he would see me, truly see me, and become the man I needed him to be. But that hope had been a lie, one I told myself over and over until it shattered
AdashaWe ate in silence for most of the meal, the clinking of silverware against plates the only sound filling the room. When dessert was served, Alpha Kai’s gaze shifted in my direction, his expression unreadable but commanding.“I’d like to give you a tour of this place tonight if you don’t mind,” he said, his tone stern but measured. “Unless you have something else to do.”Declining didn’t seem like an option. My time with Randy had taught me one thing: Alphas hated being turned down. I didn’t want trouble, so I nodded silently, avoiding his gaze.“Laura is around, Malachi. We are supposed to discuss your engagement party,” the older woman said, breaking the silence.The young woman my age, seated a few places down the table, blushed deeply at the mention of her name. So, this was Laura. And I now knew Alpha Kai’s full name—Malachi.“I believe I’ve made my stance on that,” Alpha Kai replied coolly. “And I don’t want to discuss it.”There was a clear edge of annoyance in his voice,
AdashaWe strolled quietly, the sound of our footsteps echoing faintly through the hall. Once we were a comfortable distance from the dining room, he finally spoke.“You know I saved a chair for you, Adasha,” he said, his voice calm yet tinged with something I couldn’t place.I didn’t know how to respond, so I kept my gaze forward, hoping my silence wouldn’t offend him.He stopped abruptly and turned to face me, his piercing green eyes locking onto mine.“Are you afraid I’ll charm the truth out of you?” he asked, his voice low, almost teasing.There was something in his gaze—intense, knowing—that left me momentarily tongue-tied. I didn’t know if it was his words or his proximity, but I couldn’t find my voice.Kai chuckled softly, a sound that carried both amusement and confidence, as though he had anticipated my reaction. Without waiting for a response, he resumed walking, and I hurried to keep pace.He showed me around the packhouse, pointing out its various features as we went. I nod
AdashaI spent the night tossing and turning, my mind unable to settle. Kai’s kiss replayed over and over in my head, and I couldn’t figure out how to interpret it.Was it meant to put me at ease, to coax my secrets from me? Or was it his way of testing me, trying to see how I would react?As gentle and consuming as it had been, I couldn’t shake my weariness. Randy’s kisses had always been a weapon—used to manipulate, assert control, or remind me who held the power.That history made me wonder if there was a motive behind Kai’s actions, too.One thing I couldn’t deny, though, was that Kai was nothing like Randy.For a man who knew I was lying, who must have sensed the weight of my secrets, he had been remarkably kind.Another Alpha might have thrown me into a silver cell—or worse. But here I was, living in comfort, treated with care and patience I didn’t feel I deserved.My heart ached lightly at the thought. The kindness I had received since arriving in Eldenberge was more than I had
AdashaMay escorted me to the dining room, and to my disappointment, Alpha Kai and the other man from last night weren’t there. Instead, I found Gamma Gabe, Kai’s aunt, and Laura already seated.I resisted the urge to ask where Alpha Kai was—it would only make me seem nosy or entitled. Judging by the tense exchange at dinner the night before, I knew better than to draw attention to myself unnecessarily.Taking the same seat I had occupied last night, next to Gamma Gabe, I decided it was best to maintain politeness and keep my head down.“Good morning, Madam,” I greeted Kai’s aunt with a respectful nod. “Good morning, Gamma,” I said to Gabe, and then, “Good morning, Miss,” addressing Laura.It felt stiff, but I wasn’t on a first-name basis with any of them. Remaining cautious and formal seemed the safest approach.“Good morning, Miss Adasha. How was your night?” Gabe replied, his tone warm and accompanied by a surprisingly kind smile.I was taken aback by his friendliness but quickly m
AdashaI was hungry, but my anger outweighed my appetite.I had endured this kind of treatment before, back in Woodshire, where Randy’s in-laws had called me a leech, a gold digger, and a charity case. At the time, I didn’t understand their reason, but now, after everything, I did.Back then, I swallowed my pride for the sake of peace. But here? Here, I owed no one anything. I didn’t need to tolerate anyone’s disdain or condescension.In the worst-case scenario, Alpha Kai would ask me to leave his territory. And honestly, as long as he gave me my bag—along with its original contents—I would leave gladly.I made a beeline for the indoor pool instead of going to my room. I didn’t want anyone finding me, and I certainly didn’t want to face Alpha Ingrid or anyone else from that dining room.Tears fell freely as I walked, hot streaks of anger and exhaustion streaming down my face.When will it end? I wondered bitterly. When will I finally find peace?The pool room was empty when I arrived,
Adasha“Do you mind having breakfast with me? Just the two of us—no third parties. I know you haven’t eaten,” Kai finally said, his voice calm but inviting.Relief washed over me at his offer, and I nodded in response, grateful for the chance to finally eat without the added tension of an audience.“Meanwhile, let’s get you into dry clothes,” he added.I reached for the dress I had taken off, intending to handle it myself, but to my surprise, he scooped me up into his arms.“You don’t even weigh much,” he teased, his tone light.Despite myself, I giggled softly, caught off guard by the infectious warmth of his smile.“Gabe said you gave it to her,” he teased again, referring to the incident with his aunt, as he carried me effortlessly through the hallway.“She pushed me,” I replied, my tone half-defensive, half-amused.He laughed, the sound rich and unrestrained. “Good. You should learn to express yourself more.”His words took me aback. I was used to being silenced, my emotions dismi
KaiIt took everything in me to act normal when I saw the marks on Adasha’s back by the pool.They weren’t just scars—they were the unmistakable remnants of silver whips, wounds that hadn’t healed properly.Whoever had inflicted that pain had gone out of their way to ensure it scarred. Silver burns, beatings, and entrapment in the metal—it was a level of cruelty that made my blood boil.It was torment, plain and simple.I didn’t want to think about the agony she must have endured or the lengths her abuser had gone to in order to leave those permanent reminders of their control.When Adasha looked at me, I forced myself to remain calm, burying the rage simmering beneath the surface.If I’d been confused about the fear in her eyes, the lies, and the secrecy before, everything was starting to make sense now.Whoever she had been with wasn’t just possessive. He was a violent abuser.“There’s no explaining this,” I muttered under my breath, my jaw tight.“Let’s not jump to conclusions, Kai
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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