KaiMay’s puffy eyes glistened with unshed tears as she dropped to her knees before me, baring her neck in submission.Her voice trembled as she spoke, each word heavy with fear and desperation.“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, Alpha,” she began, her voice cracking under the weight of her emotions. “I was just trying to stay alive. As you can see, I have no abilities…” Tears spilled freely down her cheeks, her frailty laid bare.She didn’t believe she was safe—how could she? It was Ingrid and Laura who had sanctioned her arrest in my name, twisting my authority into a weapon against her.The betrayal cut deep, and the guilt gnawed at me.“I didn’t know anything about it until Lucian called me,” I said, my tone gentler than usual as I mentioned her cousin. Lucian Lightbridge, the man she often visited in Rivercreek, had been the one to inform me of her capture.Though she called him her brother, he was, in truth, a distant cousin from her father’s side.May’s breath hitched as she tried t
Kai“I need to know about your past,” I said firmly, my tone leaving no room for hesitation. “I need every detail you can give me because the Twelve won’t let this go easily. If I’m going to protect you, I have to find a way to prove you’re not a threat—at least, not to the rest of them.”I let that sink in, watching her closely. May’s expression tightened, her nervousness clear, but I saw something else too—determination. She was ready to tell me.The truth was harsh, and I wouldn’t pretend otherwise. Laura’s actions had thrown May’s life into turmoil, exposing her secret to those who would see it as a death sentence.Whether or not I cared about the Moonchild bloodline was irrelevant.The reality was that other ruling families did, and for them, eradicating the bloodline wasn’t just a goal—it was an obsession.None of the Moonchild descendants so far had demonstrated the legendary abilities that haunted the Twelve’s nightmares, but that didn’t matter.Fear drove them, and fear was a
KaiMay’s shoulders shook as tears streamed down her face, her anguish laid bare. “I tried to help my cousin,” she choked out, her voice thick with pain.“I truly did. But no one understood how the ability worked, not even us. If I’d known—if I’d understood—I would’ve done something. Anything. I would’ve shielded her. I’d have taken the fall if I could. But I couldn’t. I failed her. I failed them both.”The weight of her words lingered, her grief filling the room like a storm.She took a shuddering breath, trying to compose herself.“It all started the night people came to visit Kevin and Michelle to celebrate the birth of their baby. It should’ve been a happy occasion, but Michelle wasn’t well. She had a fever, and her wolf… she wasn’t in check. I could see it unraveling her, and I was terrified. Terrified she might be exposed, that someone would notice.”May wiped at her eyes, her hands trembling as she continued.“Austin’s wife, Tamara, made things worse. She teased Michelle, makin
KaiMay wept, the memory cutting through her like a blade, the pain raw and unbearable. Her voice trembled as she forced herself to speak.“All they had to do was give her time,” she whispered, her words choked with tears. “If they had just given her time to calm down, none of it would have happened. She would’ve come back to herself. It wouldn’t have happened again.”Her shoulders shook as the flood of emotion overtook her. “But they didn’t.”I remained silent, letting her work through it at her own pace.“They fought through the compulsion,” she continued, her tone growing sharper, tinged with bitterness. “They fought her that night, refused to stop. Kevin… Kevin gave his life to protect her. He stood by her side until the very end, defending his mate. It was… it was horrible.”May’s voice cracked as she recounted the tragedy, her gaze distant, as if she were reliving it in vivid detail.“The moment he died, everything changed. The effect of the tea had worn off by then, and she fin
Kai“Your parents knew I wouldn’t be safe in Rivercreek,” May said softly, her voice tinged with a mix of gratitude and lingering sorrow.“After everything that happened, they told me I could always come work for them in Eldenberge. They saw what I couldn’t—they knew I wouldn’t be protected there. But not everyone agreed.”Her gaze dropped, and she drew in a shaky breath. “Austin refused. He wanted me to stay and care for his daughter. I always suspected they knew, or at least strongly believed, that I might be a Moonchild without abilities. But they couldn’t prove it. Instead, it became a shadow hanging over me, something they held over my head for years. I was more prisoner than guest in that household.”Her words lingered, heavy with the weight of those years. “My secret being kept was all that mattered then. It was the only thing that kept me alive.”May paused, her eyes distant, as if seeing those painful memories unfold before her.“I continued my work there, bound by fear and d
Kai “That night…” May began, her voice barely audible, weighed down with grief and hesitation. “Families came to check the baby, to see for themselves if she was truly gone.” She spoke with a wariness that hinted at the pain these memories carried, her words slow and deliberate. “She was blue in her cot, unmoving. They were satisfied. They believed she was dead, and so they left.” May’s hands trembled slightly as she clasped them in her lap. “I was given the duty of burying her,” she said, her tone thick with sorrow. “Emmanuel Westwood didn’t take it well. He couldn’t even bear to look at her. He would have protected his granddaughter if there had been any hope, but to him… she was gone.” She paused, taking a shaky breath before continuing. “Austin refused to touch the… the body. He was devastated. So, Emmanuel tasked me with the burial. It fell to me to lay her to rest.” Her voice cracked, and she wiped at her eyes, the tears falling freely now. “She was such an innocent baby. S
AdashaIt hadn’t been long since I’d returned to my room after a long day of sightseeing with Mirabel when a gentle knock sounded on the door. The soft rap was hesitant, almost uncertain.It couldn’t be Kai—this was his room, and he could enter anytime without needing permission. I doubted it was Mirabel; she rarely knocked unless it was something urgent. And it certainly wasn’t Laura, not while she was locked up.Ingrid was another possibility, but after this morning’s debacle at breakfast, I couldn’t imagine her approaching me so soon.“Come in,” I called out, curiosity tingling at the edges of my thoughts.The door opened slowly, and to my surprise, May stepped in. She looked freshly showered, her hair still damp and falling softly around her shoulders.Her uniform was crisp, and her posture was composed, but her presence felt lighter—like someone who had just cast off a heavy burden.I blinked in surprise. “May, you’re back,” I said, my voice tinged with excitement. I hadn’t expec
AdashaMay sighed deeply, the sound heavy with unspoken thoughts. I could tell she had something important to say, so I stayed silent, giving her the space she needed to speak. I knew her well enough by now to understand that if I pushed, she might retreat into herself.After what felt like an eternity, she finally broke the silence.“I need to discuss something with you, Miss,” she said, her voice tinged with urgency.Her words immediately grabbed my attention, but it was what followed that made my stomach twist uneasily.“In fact, this is the only reason I’m glad to be back,” she continued, her tone edged with resignation. “Even though I know… the situation is temporary. I might be arrested again.”My chest tightened at her words.She had piqued my curiosity, yes, but she’d also sparked a flicker of worry.May had always been kind to me, but she had never crossed the line into something personal.Her manner had always been one of quiet professionalism, her kindness warm but distant.
AdashaI stood there, stunned, my mind reeling.What the hell had just happened?First Ingrid and her bizarre miming act, her hand frozen mid-air as if an invisible force had stopped it.Now May, behaving as if she knew something I didn’t—something dangerous, something inevitable.A shiver ran down my spine. Was I missing something?The walls suddenly felt too small, the air too thick.I exhaled sharply, shaking off the unease. I needed to clear my head.Stripping down, I stepped into the shower, letting the warm water soothe my nerves.By the time I crawled back into bed, exhaustion pulled at me, but my mind refused to settle.Wherever Kai was, I hoped he was safe.I hoped he would come to bed soon.Because after everything I had just experienced tonight—he was the only one who could make sense of it all.***Malachi’s touch pulled me from the depths of sleep.Warm fingers brushed against my skin, and I stirred, my eyelids fluttering open to the dim glow of the night.The room was cl
AdashaIngrid’s hand seemed fixed to the spot. Frozen in the air.It wasn’t me who stopped her.At least, I don’t think it was.But something—something unseen, something powerful—held her hand mid-air, freezing her in place.She tried to force the slap, her fingers trembling as she fought against whatever force restrained her. But it was useless. She couldn’t move.I frowned, watching her struggle."Have you taken up miming as a hobby?" I asked dryly, tilting my head.Her hand dropped instantly, as if the invisible grip had released her all at once.That’s when I saw it.Not just confusion in her eyes—but fear.She took a small, hesitant step back, her gaze flickering over me like she was seeing me for the first time."What are you?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.I frowned at her, my lips pressing into a thin line."Wow, Ingrid. First, I’m a homewrecker. Then a whore. And now you’re asking what I am?" I let the words settle, watching as she stiffened. "Tell me, what exa
AdashaI woke up to an empty bed.The cool sheets beside me sent a ripple of unease through my chest. Where was Kai?He had just returned from his trip—I had expected to wake up to his warmth, his presence, but instead, the room felt hollow, silent in a way that set my nerves on edge.Maybe he had things to attend to. Maybe I was overthinking.But the absence was unsettling.I sat up, rubbing my eyes, my stomach twisting slightly. A soft knock at the door drew my attention, and a moment later, Mirabel stepped inside, carrying a tray.She set the dinner down—one plate.Not two.A flicker of disappointment stirred inside me, but I forced my expression to remain neutral. There was no reason to read into it.At least it wasn’t May bringing my food.Lately, she had been creeping me out, always lingering too long, always watching me like she knew something I didn’t.Still, I couldn’t shake the nagging feeling as I picked at my food."Where is Alpha Kai?" I asked, trying to keep my voice cas
KaiThe forest blurred around me as I tore through the undergrowth, my paws pounding against the earth.The world felt too small. Too suffocating. I needed space—needed to outrun the turmoil clawing at my chest.It was dark, the moon high in the sky, but its silver light did little to illuminate my soul or the shadows that consumed it.Orion howled, long and mournful, the sound echoing through the trees like a lament.The pain was unbearable.The weight crushing.A burden so heavy I wasn’t sure I could carry it alone.But I was alone.Utterly and completely alone.Enemies surrounded me from all sides, lurking in the shadows, waiting for me to falter.My aunt, with her insatiable hunger for power, would see this as nothing more than an opportunity—an opening to destroy me.And she wouldn’t be the only one.This was my greatest weakness.A secret so dangerous that the moment it slipped from my grasp, it would unravel everything I had built.And yet…Walking away from Adasha was impossib
Kai"Alpha… Alpha, please."May’s voice reached me, but it sounded distant—muted, as if coming from another room instead of the space right in front of me.I couldn’t move.I couldn’t speak.The shock had settled deep into my bones, locking me in place like ice freezing over a river.My mind was a chaotic mess, unable to grasp the sheer gravity of what I had just learned.Adasha. A Moonchild. A Westwood. The great-grandchild of the Mad King.It was a revelation too staggering to process in a single breath, too monumental to comprehend all at once.What did this mean for me? For her?For everything?May’s voice broke through my trance again, this time thick with desperation."Please, Alpha. She is harmless, and you know it…"Her voice cracked at the edges, almost a sob, her fear tangible. Fear that I would overreact. That I would do something reckless.I forced my body to respond, to claw my way out of the mental spiral that had taken hold of me. May needed reassurance.If I didn’t giv
Kai"I never thought a day would come when I would be the one to reveal her secret."May’s voice was thick with sorrow, as if the words physically pained her. "But I know she is in safer hands now. And my time… my time is numbered."She exhaled, a long, weary sigh, then met my gaze with quiet resignation. "So I will pass it on to you."Silence hung between us for a moment before she continued, her voice lower now, as if the truth itself was too fragile to speak aloud."My friend gave her to a desperate couple who lived in the West." She swallowed hard. "They had come to the southern border, pleading for adoption rights, but their regional Alpha denied them. Said they didn’t qualify."She paused, as if reliving the memory, before pressing on. "They took the baby west and raised her there. And that was all I knew… until recently."Slowly, she lifted her gaze to meet mine, something unspoken swimming in her eyes."When I saw her… it was like seeing a ghost." Her voice trembled, thick wit
KaiI handed her the tablet, my eyes fixed on her as she took it with trembling hands. The second her gaze landed on the image—the brutal carnage, the bodies, the sheer horror of it all—she gasped.Her breath hitched, and I gave her a moment to process. She needed it. The fear on her face was unmistakable."Look familiar?" I asked, my voice steady but firm.She turned to me, her wide, tear-filled eyes searching mine, her lips trembling as if she had already braced for an accusation."I don’t have compulsion abilities, Alpha," she blurted out, her voice cracking. "I swear, I had no hand in this."I shook my head immediately. "No, May. I know it wasn’t you."Relief flickered in her expression, but it was short-lived.I leaned forward, locking eyes with her. "There are only two people capable of something like this—James Moonchild and Michelle Westwood’s child."**Her body tensed, but I wasn’t done."The same child you took to safety."The colour drained from her face."Where is she, May
KaiI studied Austin where he knelt, his face twisted with defiance, but there was something else in his eyes—something unsettling. Delusion.Had he truly convinced himself that his daughter still had a claim here? That this was supposed to be her home? We had already settled this at the summon—the very summon he initiated, lawyered up for, and dragged me through. And yet, here he was, spouting the same nonsense.I already felt violated, cheated—trapped into a contract I never agreed to, manipulated into a marriage I never wanted. But I refused to be bullied. I refused to be forced into submission. To comply would make me weak, and I was anything but weak.I leaned forward slightly, my voice even but sharp as a blade."I thought we finalized that at the summon, Austin. Your daughter should have remained in Rivercreek as their Luna—not here. I don’t need her here, and, frankly, you’ve done such a poor job raising her that I wouldn’t wish her on my people."A muscle ticked in his jaw, a
Kai"I don’t trust Magnus either," I said, my voice measured, "but we can use him to gather intel on Draco. Only on Draco. None of the other nine. He must not be fully briefed—am I clear?"Darius gave a firm nod, understanding the limits I was setting.I exhaled, my mind already calculating the next step."More importantly, we need to figure out what really happened in that village. I don’t buy Abraham’s version of events. The silence surrounding it is unnatural—too clean. Either it was compulsion, or it was something far worse—a mass poisoning, a calculated slaughter designed to fuel a cause, propaganda at its darkest. We need to investigate it thoroughly, and if there are any survivors, we need to find them."I knew I was asking a lot. But this wasn’t just a task; it was a necessity."I’ll be joining the investigation myself," I added, glancing between them. "But we have to be inconspicuous. No one should know what we’re doing, not even a whisper of it. I have reason to believe Drac