RandyI sighed deeply, the weight of the moment pressing down on me like a boulder. Jacob’s defiance was unwavering, but I couldn’t let his perception of me go unchallenged.I needed to defend myself, to make him understand the reality he didn’t see.“People are after her, Jacob,” I confessed, my voice low but intense. “That’s why I kept her hidden. You don’t know the half of it—or who she really is. Do you think I just wanted to lock her up and keep her from the world? Those bastards who sold her to me… they did it to save their own skin. She isn’t safe out there. How could you do this to me?”Jacob’s expression shifted, a flicker of shock crossing his face. I realised too late I’d said too much. Adasha’s precarious situation wasn’t something he needed to know—it wasn’t his business. But the fear coursing through me, the sheer terror of not knowing where she was, had cracked my composure.I took a steadying breath, forcing myself to refocus. “It doesn’t change what your mate did,” I
RandyI was still trying to figure out how else I could find Adasha when Jacob’s voice came through the mind link."Another way to find her— is to publish her image and offer a handsome reward for her," Jacob’s voice came through the mind link, steady but tinged with hesitation.I could feel the weight of his guilt pressing down on him. He was trying to redeem himself and his wife, to salvage the damage they’d done. But the betrayal still burned.They had let me down, and I didn’t plan on letting that slide."That should be the last resort," I responded curtly. "Like I said, she isn’t safe out there. Her past might catch up with her.""It’s the only way to broaden our search," Jacob shot back, his tone resolute. I growled under my breath, knowing he was right. This course of action would stir more trouble than I cared to handle, but what choice did I have?"Fine," I said reluctantly. "If you think it’ll work and won’t drive her into deeper hiding, then go ahead. But I want this nightm
KaiThe day had been going smoothly, and I didn’t anticipate any disruptions—until my aunt arrived with Austin in tow.The sight of them was enough to sour my mood. I’d finally found peace, a chance to live in the moment, but of course, he had to show up and start making demands.It was infuriating.I’ve always been upfront with people when it mattered, and I’d been honest with Austin, spelling out my intentions. But the lure of power? It was too much for him.He chose ambition over his own daughter’s happiness.Yes, I’ll admit it—my father had struck a deal with Austin’s father.That much wasn’t a secret.Austin’s father had always been pragmatic, driven by the goal of avoiding conflict and ensuring the South had strong leadership. And truth be told, I understood why Austin’s father made the choices he did.He didn’t trust Austin to lead the South properly, and with the death of Austin’s brother, there weren’t many options left.The man had to look elsewhere to secure his people and
KaiIndeed, Aunt Ingrid had contested the position with me, citing every possible reason why she deserved to be next in line. But her arguments had been futile.Succession wasn’t up for debate. It was a lineage thing, and as long as my father had an alpha-bred heir, she was automatically out of the running.It didn’t stop her bitterness, though.“Could it be possible she’s doing all this to prove my incompetence?” I asked aloud, the thought cutting through my frustration.“If she can convince the South that I’m not a man of my word, that I can’t handle my responsibilities, it’d be easy for her to get them to throw their support behind her. She’d frame herself as the stabilising force they need.”Darius and Gabe exchanged a look but said nothing. Their silence wasn’t from disbelief—it was from the uncomfortable truth that they were thinking the same thing.Finally, Darius spoke, his voice calm but measured. “All I can say is that you should still try to reach out to Laura. Even if it f
KaiTurning on my heel, I left her standing there, unwilling to waste any more energy on the confrontation.I made my way to Adasha’s room, eager for some reprieve. When I reached her door, I knocked, but there was no answer.A flicker of unease settled in my chest. Against my better judgment, I opened the door and stepped inside.The state of the room stopped me in my tracks. It was a mess—chaos everywhere.On the floor, I spotted a canvas.Curious, I bent down to pick it up, and the sight made my breath hitch. It was a painting of me. She’d captured me perfectly, making me look even more handsome than I thought possible.But the fact that it was on the floor? That struck me.Why was it discarded like this? My gaze swept over the disarray, my mind racing.Had Ingrid said something to her? Or worse, had Randy found a way to contact her? The possibilities gnawed at me.“Adasha!” I called, my voice sharper than I intended. From the bathroom, I heard the sound of running water stop, fol
Adasha Kai stood there, a mix of surprise and frustration etched across his face. His silence spoke volumes—he was caught off guard and at a loss for words. Maybe he hadn’t expected me to know, but I wasn’t the type to let things fester anymore. My years of quiet endurance were over. Randy had once kept me silent, but those days were behind me. It was better to confront the truth head-on than live in denial, pretending everything was fine while bracing for the inevitable. I had no interest in self-deception, and Kai needed to understand that I knew. "You misunderstood everything," he said calmly, but I shook my head, refusing to believe it. As he took a step toward me, I instinctively moved back, keeping distance between us. "Adasha," he said, his voice measured, "that conversation was meant to stop Austin from bringing Laura here. I don’t want to settle with her. I never have, and I never will." I met his gaze, my voice steady despite the ache in my chest. "And me? I know set
Adasha "I said those things to them because I found you, Adasha. Marked or not, I have found my mate, and she is you," Kai said, his voice firm yet tender. His words stopped me in my tracks, leaving me stunned. What was he saying? Could he truly mean we were fated? "Believe it or not, Adasha, but the universe has tied us together. Marked or not, you are mine, and I will do everything in my power to ensure we get our happily ever after—just you and me," he continued, his voice filled with conviction. Tears welled up in my eyes, a mixture of shock and relief streaming down my cheeks. I had never dared to dream of this. To find my mate, to be accepted by him—it seemed impossible. I had spent so long believing the universe had cursed me, shackled me to a cruel fate. But now, hearing Kai’s words, I realised how wrong I’d been. He wasn’t just a reprieve; he was the balance I hadn’t known I needed, the missing piece of my soul. But why couldn’t I feel the mate pull? The question linge
Adasha The next morning, Kai left early to attend a meeting in a neighboring pack. He didn’t share many details about what he was going to do, but I understood enough about the role of a regional alpha to know it was part of his responsibility. Every pack within his territory fell under his leadership, and their issues were his to address. I also noticed he had taken the painting with him, which piqued my curiosity. What could he possibly be planning with it? I was just stepping out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around me as I dried my hair, when a knock came at the door. “Who is it?” I called out, my voice slightly muffled as I tousled my damp locks. “It’s me, miss,” came May’s familiar voice. I chuckled softly, recalling how seriously she had taken my earlier warning to knock before she enters. “Come in,” I said, and the door opened to reveal her, flanked by two other maids. “What’s the occasion, Miss May?” I asked with a teasing smile. My relaxed tone mirrored the
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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