KaiI kept the fight from Adasha.Instructed everyone—my staff, my warriors, even Magnus—that no one was to mention it when she returned. Not a whisper. I didn’t want her worrying, didn’t want her guilt-tripping over a mess she had no hand in causing. And it worked. The days that followed were peaceful—blissful, even.She was light. Bright. Unbothered.Each day, she had new stories for me—ones filled with curiosity, moments from her quiet walks in the gardens, her painting sessions on the balcony, the little things she found amusing in my world. I soaked it in, knowing how rare calm like this was. I wanted to protect it for as long as I could.Then, on the third day, the council’s response arrived.An official letter.I already knew what it was before I broke the seal.They’d nullified Adasha’s position as Regional Luna for the East and South. Stated clearly that the Council would only recognise a Westwood by name.I sat with the letter in my hand, alone in my office, the seal still ly
Kai It had been a week since we received the official message that Edmond would be arrested and presented before the Council for a hearing.According to the text, it was meant to happen three days after the notice came through. But that deadline had come and gone—and nothing.No update. No cancellation. No reminder. Just silence.Too much silence.Edmond had gone dark, too. No replies to my messages. No answer on the secure lines. At first, I told myself he was laying low—keeping quiet until the hearing. But now? Now I wasn't so sure.The whole thing reeked of something calculated. Deliberate.It didn’t sit right with me.We were supposed to move on Abraham shortly after Edmond’s hearing. Our plan had been precise. Quiet. Ruthless if it needed to be. But what if Abraham had gotten wind of it? What if he knew?What if he beat us to it?I couldn’t rule it out.Abraham didn’t play fair—he played first.And if he’d taken Edmond without making noise, then we’d lost our only key witness an
Kai. I hung up the call and immediately opened my secured terminal. If Edmond was still out there, I needed to know—and if he wasn’t, I needed to know who had him.I kept the message simple. Careful. Disguised.Subject: A Quick DiscussionDear Mr. Bruce,Kindly reach out to me when you can. I’d like to speak with you regarding a minor issue I’m having with the Council concerning my mate. I’d appreciate the opportunity to discuss my options with you.You may reach me directly on my personal line. If necessary, I’d be happy to arrange a pickup, or if you’re able to come down yourself, I would be grateful.Looking forward to your response.Warm regards,Malachi RedwolfThe topic of Adasha was a deliberate misdirection. Edmond would know that. He was sharp—and cautious.I mentioned my Luna because it was completely unrelated to the real issue. If the wrong eyes saw the message, they'd think I was just seeking advice over a political complication. Nothing suspicious. Nothing alarming.But
Kai I crouched low behind a moss-covered boulder, eyes sweeping the shadow-drenched treeline. The air was thick with pine, damp earth, and something else—something sharper.The kind of scent that didn’t come from nature. It settled on instinct, not memory.Something was off.Magnus crouched beside me, his form hulking and still, every muscle coiled like a spring. We didn’t speak.We didn’t need to. Behind us, five of my best warriors waited in silence, weapons ready, eyes trained on the shadows.They were disciplined—chosen not for their size, but for their precision.Edmond was somewhere inside that rundown cottage, thirty feet ahead. A single light flickered behind a warped curtain, leaking through a cracked window like it was struggling to survive.I linked my men.“On my mark. No noise. We’re in, we get him, we’re out.”Magnus gave a short nod.The air was too still.I could still hear Edmond’s voice from earlier—shaky, barely held together. He hadn’t just been hiding. He’d been
Kai The weight pressed down like gravity had turned personal.One by one, my men dropped—eyes wide, mouths open in silent agony. Magnus wavered, his massive form trembling, breath labored, legs shaking under the invisible pressure. Edmond collapsed near the tree line, completely limp.And me?I stood.Chest heaving. Rage boiling.I felt it—just barely. A pull at the edge of my consciousness. Like fingers trying to dig into my mind. Trying to own me. But they couldn’t. Because the bond with Adasha surged like wildfire, blazing through my spine, anchoring me in a way compulsion couldn’t breach.My wolf didn’t just resist—it rejected it.Whoever was behind this… they were strong. But they weren’t here.They were watching. Testing. Hiding behind the trees like cowards.I turned on the nearest wolf and tore into him without hesitation.Blood exploded across the forest floor as I ripped into his chest. My claws found bone. My teeth found his throat. He howled once—then nothing.Another lun
KaiAdasha and Gregory hurried toward me the moment I stepped into the house. The worry in her eyes was unmistakable—wide, searching, too quiet to be anything but fear barely held in check.My aunt followed close behind, her expression tight with concern. But true to form, she led with scolding, not softness.“Why get yourself tangled in Edmond’s mess?” she snapped. “You’ve got enough fires burning.”I didn’t answer her right away.My eyes were on Adasha.She stopped just in front of me, her breath catching as she took in the blood on my shirt, the bruises forming across my ribs, the shallow wound at my temple. Her hands hovered—unsure where to touch, afraid to hurt me more.And worse, her expression said everything I feared.I hadn’t told her.Hadn’t said goodbye, hadn’t given her a word of warning before leaving.She didn’t need to speak—I knew I’d broken something fragile in her with that silence.I thought it would be quick. A simple in-and-out extraction.But it hadn’t been.“I di
AdashaKai annoyed me—and scared the hell out of me—when he decided to go on a dangerous mission without informing anyone.Anything could have happened.And if it had, there would've been no help. No backup. Just silence.I was furious. Hurt, too. But the moment he stepped through the doors of Eldenberge, bloodied, battered, and distant, that anger cracked under the weight of reality.He didn’t need a scolding.He needed support.And so, even though my chest was tight and my mind was racing, I swallowed it all and stood beside him. Quietly. Steady. Like a Luna should.But my questions burned beneath the surface.Why was Edmond Bruce so important? Why risk his life to protect a man who had already been exiled by the Council?What did Edmond know?Did this tie back to my missing uncle? Or to the secret meetings Kai had complained about—the ones happening behind their backs, shifting the balance of power in the shadows?I had theories. I had fear.But I said none of it.After Kai informe
AdashaI didn’t realize how much my bloodline was eating away at Kai until now.He always said he’d find a way to fix things—to protect me. But I never imagined this was part of his plan. That risking his life was just another option he’d quietly accepted.I stepped closer, reached up, and cupped his face until his eyes met mine.“If my freedom means your death, then I don’t want it, Kai,” I said softly. “If setting me free means you putting yourself in the line of fire, I’d rather stay in the shadows.”He opened his mouth, but I didn’t let him speak yet.“We have each other now. We’re together. And there’s nothing more I want than that. Nothing I need that I don’t already have in you.”He closed his eyes for a second, breathing deeply, jaw working as if trying to hold back everything he couldn’t say out loud.Then he shook his head.“Your freedom is my freedom,” he said. “And the freedom of our children—when they come. I won’t live with the fear that someone can use it against us. I
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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