Chapter 93Kendall’s POVThe weight of my realization settled upon me like a heavy blanket, suffocating me with its embrace. I couldn’t go back there, not alone. The thought sent shivers down my spine, a cold fear gripping my heart.As Margaret led me back to my room, I couldn’t shake the feeling of despair that ate at the edges of my consciousness. I had been so close to finding the answers I sought, so close to uncovering the truth about my past. And now, it felt as if it were slipping through my fingers like sand in an hourglass.With a heavy sigh, I sank onto the edge of the bed, my mind racing with thoughts of what could have been. I knew I couldn’t risk going back into the woods alone, not after everything that had happened.I may have escaped once by some stroke of luck, but there was no guarantee that luck would be on my side a second time. It was a really dreadful journey escaping Declan’s pack to find my way beyond. There was a time I thought I would never escape that castle
Chapter 94Kendall’s POVWhen I finally regained my senses, I found myself cradled in Margaret’s arms, her concerned gaze searching mine for signs of life. Relief flooded through me as I realized I was safe, thanks to her timely intervention.“I’m so sorry, Kendall,” Margaret said, her voice laced with worry. “I should have warned you about the pool. Are you alright?”I nodded weakly, still shaking from the ordeal. “I… I think so,” I managed to choke out, my voice hoarse with fear. “Thank you, Margaret. You saved my life. Again.”Margaret smiled, her eyes soft with understanding. “It’s alright, dear. You’re safe now. But perhaps it’s best if we avoid the pool for now.”I nodded in agreement, the memory of my near-drowning still fresh in my mind. Though the water had seemed harmless from a distance, I now knew better than to underestimate its power.As Margaret led me back inside, a sense of gratitude took over me. Despite the dangers in this strange world, I felt that Margaret was by
Chapter 95Kendall’s POVAs I crept past the kitchen, my heart heavy with guilt, I couldn’t help but glance inside one last time. Margaret was standing at the sink, a small cut on her finger dripping blood onto the counter below.The scent of her blood was intoxicating, tempting me to give in to the wolf urges beneath me. But I clenched my fists, forcing myself to look away, to resist the urge that threatened to overwhelm me.Margaret had been nothing but kind to me, and the thought of causing her harm filled me with a sickening sense of shame.With a heavy heart, I tore my gaze away from the kitchen and made my way to the room that Margaret had prepared for me. Collapsing onto the bed, I buried my face in the pillow, trying to drown out the guilt and self-loathing that overcame me.As exhaustion took over me, I found myself drifting back to memories of the palace, of Declan and the hurt he had caused me. The pain of his betrayal cut deep, a wound that refused to heal no matter how ha
Chapter 96Declan’s POVI woke with a heavy weight pressing down on my chest, the events of the previous day still fresh in my mind. The attack we had suffered at the hands of our enemies gnawed at me like a festering wound, reminding me of the responsibilities that weighed heavily upon my shoulders.Despite my sour mood, I knew that as the Alpha, I had duties to fulfill. With a deep breath, I pushed aside my personal grievances and rose from my bed, steeling myself for the challenges ahead.I attended meetings that morning, listened to reports, and issued orders with a sense of grim determination. But it was when I met with Caden, that the true weight of our situation settled upon me.“Caden,” I said, my voice gruff with exhaustion as I entered his office. “I need you to gather our warriors for a meeting. We need to strategize how to reduce our losses the next time those bastards come knocking.”Caden nodded, his expression serious as he scribbled down notes on a piece of parchment.
Chapter 97Declan’s POVFor a moment, I lost myself in the heat of the moment with Olivia’s kiss, surrendering to the intoxicating effects of her touch.I sighed heavily, exhaustion weighing down every fiber of my being as I sank onto the bed, my muscles protesting with every movement. “Olivia, I appreciate your… company,” I began, my voice strained with fatigue. “But I’m tired. I need some rest.”But Olivia paid no heed to my words, her eyes smoldering with desire as she moved closer, her movements slow and deliberate. “Oh, Declan,” she purred, her voice like silk as she trailed her fingers lightly across my chest. “I know you’re tired, but I can help you relax baby.”I tried to push her away, to resist the magnetic pull of her touch, but she was relentless in her mission. With each caress on my bare chest, each whispered promise of pleasure into my ears, I felt my resolve crumbling like a sandcastle swept away by the tide.“Olivia, please,” I begged, my voice barely above a whisper
Chapter 98Kendall’s POVAs Margaret and I arrived back home, my mind buzzed with anxious thoughts. I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease that ate at my insides. Why had Margaret agreed to help me? What was her motive?Despite her warm demeanor, I couldn’t help but wonder if there was something more lurking beneath the surface.But as we stepped through the door of Margaret’s cozy home, any lingering doubts were swept away by the warmth and hospitality that greeted me.Margaret bustled about the kitchen, preparing dinner with a smile on her face as if she didn’t have a care in the world.I watched her with a mixture of gratitude and uncertainty, unsure of how to repay her kindness. But Margaret waved off my offers of help, insisting that I relax and make myself at home.Reluctantly, I settled into a chair at the kitchen table, my fingers tapping nervously against the smooth surface as I watched Margaret work. Despite her reassurances, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was imposing,
Chapter 99Kendall’s POVStruggling with her breath, as Margaret’s eyes met mine, a silent understanding passed between us. With a quick flick of her hand, she signaled for me to run, to escape while I still had the chance. But I couldn’t just leave her to face this danger alone. I had to do something.Ignoring Margaret’s signal, I squared my shoulders and took a step forward, determination blazing in my eyes. I had trained for moments like these, had honed my skills to protect those in need.This was my chance to make a difference, to fight back against the this threat. With a silent prayer, I charged towards the man, my heart pounding in my chest as adrenaline surged through my veins.I had to be careful, had to ensure that Margaret didn’t see my claws as I allowed part of my hands turn. But before I could reach him, the sound of sirens filled the air, and a team of police officers rushed onto the scene, their weapons drawn and ready.With a shout, they descended upon the man, overp
Chapter 100Kendall’s POVMy heart soared with hope and excitement at Margaret’s words, but her next question sent a shiver of doubt down my spine. “Kendall, are you sure it’s truly your mother?” she asked gently, her eyes searching mine for any sign of uncertainty.I hesitated for a moment, my mind racing as I struggled with the implications of her question. Was it possible that the woman in the drawing wasn’t really my mother after all? Had I allowed my desperation for answers to cloud my judgment?But then Margaret continued, her voice soft and reassuring as she explained the strange behavior my mother had exhibited in the past.“Your mother… she used to act strange,” Margaret said slowly, her brow furrowed in thought. “She would isolate herself and her child from others, rarely speaking to anyone. Even at the market, she would keep to herself, avoiding any interaction with the other villagers.”As Margaret recounted the different occurrences, memories from my childhood flooded bac