AdashaWhen Magnus told me what had happened to Kai at the summit, my heart nearly stopped.The moment he showed up at my door, urgency rolling off him in waves, I knew something was wrong."I need to go get Kai and the others," he had said. "They were attacked. They’re stranded."I had never felt fear quite like I did in that moment.My mind spiraled with worst-case scenarios.Had Randy finally found out?Had he turned on Kai?Had he hurt him?The idea lodged itself in my throat like a blade. Randy was relentless. He would do anything—anything—to force me back to him.To control me. If he knew where I was, if he had found out about Kai, there was no doubt in my mind he would lash out.And if I went back to him?I wouldn’t survive the week.Randy never let go of what he believed belonged to him. Never forgave. Never forgot. He was a man driven by emotions, by rage, by the need to possess.He had nearly broken me before, and if he ever got his hands on me again, I knew—without question
Adasha "The second attack wasn’t random, Adasha." Kai’s voice was steady, but I could hear the exhaustion beneath it—the weight of everything he had endured in just one night. "It was orchestrated by a Moonchild." I stilled. "Your relative." My breath caught in my throat, a cold chill running down my spine. "Someone fed him false information—told him that we had your mother’s brother, James, in custody." He exhaled sharply. "Which isn’t true. But that lie was enough to set everything in motion." I didn’t move, didn’t even blink, as the pieces began to fall into place. "I’m beginning to fear the council and some of the ruling families are deeper in this than we ever imagined," he continued. "They leaked that false intel, made it look like we had captured James Moonchild and were planning to execute him. Gregory—your relative—gathered his warriors and trailed us, believing he was fighting to save his own blood." His jaw clenched, a flicker of frustration flashing across his f
AdashaI freshened up, taking my time.Not because I was stalling—at least, that’s what I told myself—but because I needed to breathe. To prepare.Kai had decided to take a nap afterward, exhaustion finally catching up to him. I envied his ability to rest, even for a moment, when my mind was spinning with everything that had led to this point.By the time I finished breakfast, I was told Randy was waiting for me in the guest lounge.It was now or never.I knew this conversation would be brutal. I knew things would be said that neither of us could take back.And I knew—without a shadow of a doubt—that Kai was a little worried I might be swayed.But I wasn’t a fool.I wasn’t going to walk away from a stable, fated bond—one that gave me strength and security—for a relationship that had been built on fear, pain, and uncertainty.And now, knowing what I did about myself—what I was—I had a feeling Randy wouldn’t be able to handle the truth.Not really.He wasn’t the type to accept anything
Adasha"Adasha, please."Randy took a step toward me, desperation in his eyes.I stepped back."Your mother escaped your wrath, her death was quick, so you took it out on me instead, Randy." My voice was steady, but my chest ached from the weight of the truth."You ruined me. Completely. I felt like nothing. Worthless."Tears burned in my eyes, but I refused to let them silence me.Not this time.I wiped them away, forcing out a bitter chuckle."But of course, you think you had the right to do all that. To control me. To break me. After all, I wasn’t your wife, was I? Not really. I wasn’t even your mate."Randy flinched, but I didn’t stop."I was just another thing in your house. A piece of furniture. Something you could own and use however you pleased."His breath hitched, but I wasn’t finished."My parents sold me to you, Randy. I was a commodity. A business deal." I let my voice drop to a whisper, my next words cutting through the space between us like a blade."Tell me—was I worth
Adasha"A lot has happened, Randy."My voice was steady, but the words felt heavy, final."I have found someone else—my fated."I saw the way his body tensed, the way his breath hitched ever so slightly, but I didn’t stop."I can’t walk away from this. Kai loves me. He has gone above and beyond for me. I would be a fool to turn my back on a gift from the Moon."Randy shook his head, his hands balling into fists at his sides."I love you genuinely, too, Adasha," he said, his voice rough, edged with something between heartbreak and defiance. "If Kai knew half of what I know about you, he wouldn’t be with you. You’d be taboo to him."I froze.My stomach clenched, a chill running through me.But Randy wasn’t done."I prepared myself for the worst the moment I set eyes on you." His jaw tightened. "Keeping you hidden wasn’t about control, Adasha—it wasn’t my pleasure. It was my way of protecting you from the world out there. From what they would do to you if they knew the truth."His voice
Adasha "Are you that desperate to leave me?" Randy’s voice was barely above a whisper, but the weight of his pain hung heavy in the air. "To not even give me a chance?" I exhaled, my hands clenching at my sides. "You have two choices, Randy." I met his gaze, unwavering. "Either you kill me, or you give me my freedom." His breath hitched, his body going still. "But I will not return to you." The words landed like a final blow, and for a long moment, he said nothing. Then, slowly, he nodded. "Give it time, Adasha," he murmured. "There is still so much you don’t know. Maybe when you finally do, you’ll see how much I hated the way I treated you… and how deeply I loved you." His voice cracked slightly, but he didn’t look away. "I won’t accept your challenge." That surprised me. "Because if I did, it would mean laying down my life for you." His hands curled into fists, his jaw tightening. "And I won’t touch a hair on your head. Not ever again." I felt something inside me shift—
AdashaMay looked excited, practically glowing with energy, but Gregory—he was stunned.I studied him closely, the features that now seemed so familiar, yet foreign.Was he truly my uncle’s son?If so, did he have siblings? How large was my family?The thought sent a surge of something unexpected through me.For years, I had been alone. No real family, no connections to my own bloodline. But now—now—there was the possibility that I wasn’t as alone as I had thought.That I belonged somewhere.I parted my lips, about to speak—And then Randy returned.I stiffened, my excitement instantly fading.I had thought he had gone to rest.What now?"Excuse us," he said, his voice clipped, his gaze locked onto May and Gregory.I let out a sharp breath, irritation flaring to life."We are done talking, Randy," I said, my patience wearing thin. I wanted to talk to my family.But he ignored me, turning his sharp, commanding gaze to May instead."I know you have Malachi’s protection," he said, his to
Adasha"I was worried your life would be in danger," Randy said, his voice low, careful.I frowned, studying him.He knew something.Or at the very least, he thought he did."Everything I did was to protect you."I let out a slow, measured breath."I let my insecurities fuck it all up," he admitted, voice rough with regret. "But my sole intention was to keep you safe—to keep you protected and hidden. Away from the evil that plagues our world."I didn’t say anything.I watched him.I could see the way he was treading carefully, choosing his words as if they were fragile, breakable things.He was trying to ease into something."I… didn’t buy you from your parents."My breath hitched.He squeezed my hand slightly, as if to ground me."Not the way you think. And not for the reason you think."I stiffened.His thumb brushed over my skin again, but I barely felt it."I paid them to protect you," he continued. "To keep you safe."A cold shiver ran down my spine."They didn’t have good intent
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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