Kayla’s POV
After the confrontation with Ethan, my mind was in a turmoil. I couldn’t help but blame myself for not realising what he felt for me. How could I have not known about it for this long? I always took pride in my ability to find the truth from anyone with just a glance, and I was oblivious to what was right in front of me all this time. How could I have been blind like that? Maybe if I had realised it sooner, I could have told him off in the beginning itself and he wouldn’t have gotten hurt like this…
Ethan was an amazing guy; good looking, powerful and most of all, a caring man. Any girl would be lucky to have him as her mate. Anyone except me. Because I just couldn’t be that girl. I was packed with too many burdens to have a man in my life, and if I was resisting my own mate whom the Goddess destined for me, how could I accept another man?
I loved Ethan as much as I was c
Zane’s POVAs the ceremony continued, I smirked, thinking of what was going to happen. Though the Alphas normally lead the packs on the run during full moon, in the days where there are mating ceremonies, it was the newly mated couple who would lead the run. The rest of the pack would give them enough time to enjoy the run in their wolf forms for a while before joining them.But as I planned the ceremony, Kayla’s words kept ringing in my mind. She had told me to take all the decisions regarding the ceremony, and I thought, why not? Though I had stuck with the traditional methods in all aspects of ceremony, I wanted to change one last detail. I wanted to lead the run with Kayla instead of having the couple having the lead. I was allowed to take the decision, and I didn’t think Kayla would go back on her word of letting me handle the ceremony. That meant she would have to agree to my decision if I say that we w
Kayla’s POVI closed my eyes and leaned back into the chair with a sigh. My mind flashed back to what happened in the ceremony and a bolt of anguish shot through my chest. The hopeful expression of Zane as he waited eagerly for me to turn to my wolf form had sent a wave of longing and agony through my heart, even though I kept a blank expression in my face.In the seven years since I first changed, there were several moments when I had a battle between my mind and body when I resisted the change. But before today, there had never been a day when I actually wanted to go through it. Maybe if I had stood there a bit longer, his penetrating gaze would have undone all my resolutions. I may have even forgotten the consequences of changing and the reason for why I never changed all these years. How could a man affect me this much that I was on the verge of doing something so stupid? How could I forget that it would cost me everything
Zane’s POVMy mind kept wandering back to Kayla’s expression when I asked her to shift. The longing and the anguish in her face was heart wrenching... The question ‘why’ kept ringing in my mind. Why would she torture herself by resisting the change? How much agony she would have suffered by not changing for years? What could have happened to make her take such a decision? Whatever it was, I had to find it and help her tackle it. I wouldn’t let her subject herself to this torture for long. My mate deserved to be free and live her life to the fullest like every other wolf. I wouldn’t let her cage her wolf forever like this!Just when I had found such a serious matter, the damn council had to call me! I was sure that if I stayed a little longer, she would have cracked and told me what it was. Maybe I could even have made her fall for me and take back her rejection. Well, I wouldn’t let it obstr
Kayla’s POVI read the file on my desk and again, a set of mischievous amber eyes flashed in my mind, distracting me. This was the third time I was reading the same paragraph without comprehending a word. I pushed the file away from me angrily and rubbed my forehead.I couldn’t even get any work done from the moment my devil of a mate left my territory. I swear the man had done some black magic on me. The effect he has on me couldn’t be natural. One moment, I was cursing him, wanting him to leave, and when he did, his face was the only thing I kept seeing everywhere. I wanted to see him again just so that I could yell at him for causing me to act like this. If I saw him again, I was going to shake him and curse him for the havoc he is wreaking on my mind. Then I would kiss his perfect pink lips and trail my hands over his toned body while clutching him close to me so- Wait! What? Where did that come from?! No
Kayla’s POV“I am Sara Patrick, a member of the fae court,” said the woman, whom I had rescued from the Night shadows.After bringing her to the pack house, she had taken a bath. Her clothes were all dirty and torn after being hunted by the Unseelie fae. Hence she changed into one of my pack member’s clothes that were too big on her petite frame, making her look like a child playing dress up. As she sat in my office and sipped hot chocolate, she looked exactly like an innocent little girl with her wide eyes and tired look.Well, she was neither innocent nor a little girl. Though she didn’t look a day over eighteen, she must be centuries old because to be a court member, she would at least have to be a century old. The fae were almost immortal since they never aged past their prime and never died of natural causes. Only way of killing a fae was by stabbing them in their heart with an iron st
Zane’s POV(One week later…)The moment I came back to my pack, I started missing the golden-haired temptress who was my other half. I just wanted to turn and run back to her pack, forgetting everything else just so that I could be with her. It didn’t matter that she didn’t feel the same. I mean, it would have been awesome if she missed me too, but since she didn’t, only seeing her mattered to me. Even if it was only to just bicker with her and tease her, it was enough to cool the fire in my heart. Not to forget the occasional kisses that I stole when she was expecting it the least. If only I had a few more days, maybe I could have worn her stubbornness down and saved us both from this torture…Though I wanted to go to her again, I knew it wasn’t possible. At least, not yet. I had responsibility towards my own pack. Also, I would require her permission if I wanted to visit aga
Kayla’s POVAfter Sara left, days passed by slowly with the thoughts of Zane and the impending meeting with the Seelie Queen warring for my attention. Sometimes, I just wanted to forget everything and rush into the arms of my mate where I could stay safe and loved. Whenever that thought occurred in my mind, I admonished myself for my stupidity and snapped out of that daydream. Because it was only just a dream that will never happen. And I never needed a man to keep me safe, anyway.I tried to immerse myself in training the warriors and the next batch of weapons for the fae, but I was too wound up to be of much use. I couldn’t help but wonder if Sara would have even brought the issue to the Queen even though she was bound by her promise. Even if she did, it was just her who was indebted to me; the Queen didn’t have any obligation to fulfil my demand. I could only hope that she would be intrigued by the prospec
Kayla’s POVI frowned at my image in the mirror. I was dressed in a long, sleeveless red gown with a plunging V-neck. The gown fit my body like a glove and there wasn’t even any breathing space. How did women wear this shit all the time?!My golden hair was tamed into an updo, and my lips were painted a bold red. What the hell was Stella thinking while selecting this dress and doing my makeup?I turned to Stella, who was admiring her masterpiece, aka me.“Why am I looking like a street-walker?” I snarled.She rolled her eyes at me in response. Really? I swear this getup was making her treat me without respect! The clothes I wear don’t change who I am, she better remember it!“You look elegant and gorgeous, not like a street-walker, Alpha.”“Just tell me why I can’t go as myself. What is wrong with wearing T-shirts and jeans? Why do I have