KaiI didn’t realize how deeply my actions had hurt Adasha until she opened up to me in the room.I knew I had messed up the moment the ambush happened. I had gone in too focused—too driven by my goal to protect and control the outcome—that I’d forgotten the people waiting for me to come back.Her especially.Seeing her cry against my chest broke something in me. She wasn’t weak. She wasn’t dramatic. She was terrified—and with good reason.I promised myself I wouldn’t be so careless again.And this time, I meant it. Not just with words.So instead of offering her empty promises, I told her the truth.Everything.About the next mission.About Abraham.About what Draco, Randy, and I were planning.She sat up slightly in bed, eyes still red but focused now. “Why Abraham though?” she asked softly. “Why not the others?”I sat on the edge of the bed and exhaled, rubbing a hand over the back of my neck.“They’re all cowards,” I said plainly. “William, Linus… they want power, sure. But they d
Kai“My father might’ve had reason to end those people,” Gregory said quietly, “but he doesn’t have the capacity to cause that kind of destruction. He’s not wired that way. He’s… peaceful. That’s why he left the family.”I stayed silent, listening as he leaned back slightly, eyes far away.“He had a distant cousin—back then—who kept urging him to revive his grandfather’s kingdom. The old Moonchild line. But he refused. Said he wanted no part in playing king. The pressure from the clan grew too much. So he went into hiding.”Gregory paused.“That was the hardest thing he ever did,” he added. “Leaving meant leaving his sister behind. He blamed himself for Aunt Michelle’s death. Said if he’d taken her with him, she never would’ve gotten involved with Kevin Westwood… never would’ve died.”I watched him closely. His pain wasn’t loud. It sat quietly in the spaces between his words. But it was real.“It’s all water under the bridge now,” he murmured.I looked back at Edmond, still unmoving o
KaiAn hour later, we were getting ready to head to Bridewood.Adasha stood composed beside me, calm on the outside, but I could tell her mind was turning. Having Randy in the same room made it awkward—still—but it wasn’t as tense as it had been the last time.It was progress. Slow, but noticeable.They seemed unsure how to relate to each other now. Familiar, but distant. Wounds not quite healed. But the edges weren’t raw anymore.It would take time.Before we left, I turned to Adasha.“Once Edmond wakes up,” I said, “ask him to tell you everything—everything—he knows about Abraham. And why he was after him.”She nodded once, serious and focused.Ingrid stood beside her, arms crossed, listening carefully. She gave me a single nod in silent agreement.“And once you have that information,” I added, “contact me immediately.”I looked from Adasha to Ingrid. “Abraham’s slippery. I’d prefer to go into that interrogation with something in my arsenal—something he doesn’t know I know.”Adasha c
KaiDraco grabbed Abraham’s chin and yanked his face up, forcing the man to meet his eyes.“The secret meetings. The power rotation. You think we haven’t figured out how busy you’ve been behind our backs, Smithson?” Draco’s voice was cold, controlled fury. “You’re a coward.”Then he let go—shoving his face away like it disgusted him to touch him.Abraham winced but said nothing.“Start talking,” Randy said, stepping forward. His voice was calm, but there was iron in it. “We’ve got all day. And no one knows you're here. You could disappear, and no one would blink.”He shrugged, casual. Dangerous.“Give us something valuable… and maybe we’ll reconsider how this ends.”Abraham turned his head toward me, lips bloody, eyes sharp with disbelief. “This is illegal. It’s a crime.”I smiled coldly.“You should’ve thought about that when you set us up at the summit,” I said, stepping closer, my voice low but lethal. “Locked us in that hall. Flooded the vents with silver. Left us there so your wo
KaiAt first, I thought Abraham had lost his mind.The way he laughed—too hard, too long, echoing off the cold walls—made something cold settle in my gut.But then I saw it.He wasn’t breaking.He was amused.And underneath that amusement was something more dangerous: fury. Frustration. Maybe even desperation. The kind that kicks in when a man knows the game is almost up—but still thinks he has one last move to play.He composed himself quickly, sitting up straighter, lifting his chin despite the blood on his lips.Then he looked us dead in the eye.“You idiots,” he said, his voice rising. “You’ve been played.”No one moved.Randy narrowed his eyes.Draco’s jaw ticked.I didn’t flinch.Abraham leaned forward, as far as the silver chains would let him.“Edmond has been playing you three this whole time. And you’ve walked right into his trap.”“You’re lying,” I said flatly.Abraham spat blood onto the concrete floor.“You think you know Edmond?” he said, shaking his head. “You really th
KaiAbraham let out a heavy sigh, like he’d been holding the truth in his chest for too long.“Everything fell apart after Narva,” he began. “James went missing. My cousin may be private, withdrawn even—but he wasn’t violent. He left home to escape the Moonchild extremists. He wanted peace, not blood.”He looked up at me, eyes shadowed.“Michelle might’ve had the capacity, but not James. The destruction in Narva? That wasn’t him. But when he vanished… it didn’t make sense. So I started digging.”He leaned forward, breath unsteady.“And the deeper I dug, the more I uncovered—Edmond’s secret.”My blood chilled, but I kept my face unreadable.“He’s been using Moonchilds in illegal experiments,” Abraham continued, now rushing through the words like he couldn’t say them fast enough. “He’s trying to extract the compulsion gene. He wants control. And immunity to it. He’s not protecting Moonchilds—he’s harvesting them.”The room fell completely silent.It felt like the air shifted.Like we’d s
Kai The others looked confused, but Abraham’s face turned grave. Gone was the smugness. Gone was the laughter.He leaned forward, deadly serious.“The woman with you,” he said slowly, “she’s a direct descendant of the original Moonchild line. Michelle Moonchild’s daughter. She carries the compulsion gene from her mother.”He locked eyes with me.“Edmond’s been waiting for someone like her. And you brought her to him—on a silver platter.”My pulse thundered in my ears.That was too much detail… too specific to be random. That wasn’t a bluff.“He didn’t know she existed at first,” Abraham continued. “The daughter was presumed dead, remember? But Edmond has been digging. He’s been relentless. And I found out he used compulsion on May Lightbridge when she was in custody.”Randy stiffened. Draco frowned.Abraham nodded. “Of course, May wouldn’t remember it. Most victims don’t. But one of my men saw the signs. They reported it last week—that’s when I intensified my search for him.”He sat
KaiThe room was heavy now—thick with silence, disbelief, and the cold edge of dawning truth.Everything had changed.It was becoming painfully clear we’d been chasing the wrong man.Abraham looked at me with unsettling calm, his voice steady and stripped of malice.“I’ve known about Adasha for years,” he said quietly.Then he turned his eyes to Randy.“I was the only one who knew of her. The person May took her to after the birth—the one who handled the adoption? She was my cousin. The moment May placed that baby in her care, she called me.”He paused, letting that sink in.“I didn’t know what to do. She was Michelle’s child. The last of the direct Moonchild line. So I told my cousin to wait. Keep the child safe.”He took a breath.“Then a few weeks later, two couples from the West came to the council seeking approval to adopt a child. I rejected their request outright—but I knew they were desperate. That’s when I sent my cousin to them. Quietly. Off the record. I knew they’d take her
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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