Kayla’s POVHis hands, strong and sure, roamed my body, leaving trails of fire. They caressed my back, sending delicious shivers down my spine, and then moved to tangle in my hair, pulling me closer, deepening the intensity of our kiss.I could feel the heat radiating from his body, the raw power that lay beneath his skin.Every touch, every caress, was filled with a hunger that matched my own. We were two souls intertwining, two wolves bound by a love that defied logic and reason. In that moment, there was nothing else but the pure passion that flowed between us.As our lips reluctantly parted, a soft sigh escaped my lips. Our foreheads rested against each other, our breaths mingling in the cool night air. I could feel the rise and fall of his chest, the rapid beat of his heart, mirroring the rhythm of my own.Zach looked into my eyes, his gaze filled with a depth of emotion that words could never capture. "You are my everything," he whispered, his voice a mere breath against my lips

Mara’s POVThe next day, Kayla came to see me and she brought food for me. I saw how vibrant she was and got envious of her.She had not a scratch on her. She was safe from whatever I had tried doing to her and I suddenly felt a weight on me which told me that I had messed up by almost killing her.As she left, I had the urge to call her back but my ego refused me in doing so. I would go down with this ship.I was not going to apologize to someone who had tried stealing my man. She deserved the worst treatment on this planet and I would make sure I gave it to her if I had another chance to do it.But that was only the beginning as soon I started to feel a certain way inside for my secret was beginning to weigh me down.The weight of my secret was becoming unbearable, a heavy burden that weighed me down with each passing day. The pack sensed that something was amiss, their concerned glances and whispered conversations leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. But I couldn't bring my

Zach’s POVShe had been desperate for a connection, for someone to fill the void within her, and in her desperation, she had crossed a line that should never have been crossed.Tears welled up in my eyes as I absorbed the magnitude of her confession. The pain of betrayal mixed with a strange sense of empathy, for I could see the torment etched on her face. She had made a grave mistake, driven by her own inner demons.My childhood friend had betrayed me in this way and now I was never going to trust her for any reason.She was nothing to me now. She was an imposter."Why did you do this?" I asked quietly, my voice filled with sadness. "Why didn't you trust me enough to be honest from the beginning?"Mara's shoulders slumped, her eyes downcast. "I was afraid," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Afraid of rejection, afraid of being alone. I thought if I could forge a connection, even a false one, it would fill the void within me. But I was wrong, so terribly wrong."My hear

Zach’s POV“It’s your alpha who thinks the old ways are better than the new ways of fighting,” Lucas said, which had Mateo laughing.“Not you too,” laughed Mateo. “I’ve had this argument with him before but he wouldn’t listen to me. We’ve fought a couple of times and although he wins, that’s only because he’s stronger.”I looked up. “It’s not because I’m stronger, it’s only because the old style of fighting has covered every single aspect of fight and chooses the part of peace and not war.”“That seems dumb,” said Mateo. “Trust me, if you had the new techniques that are very deadly, no one would stand a chance at defeating you. You can take them down within a second.”“Do you want in on this as well?” I asked him. “I’ve got a lot in my head right now and I just want to distract myself so I would not think about anything at the moment.”He started to get rid of his shirt as I smiled. Now this was more like it. I would drag this fight out to defeat them.I took a deep breath and faced L

Lucas’s POVRemembering every detail of that day still brought joy to me but I still loved thinking about it.My eyes had immediately fallen upon the captivating figure moving through the crowd. She was a vision of sensuality, dressed in a short gown that left little to the imagination. The fabric caressed her curves, clinging to every inch of her body, accentuating her feminine charm.Her gown, a tantalizing display of seduction, barely grazed the mid-thigh, showcasing her long, toned legs. The fabric shimmered under the dim lights, drawing attention to her every movement. It was a delicate balance between revealing and teasing, leaving just enough to the imagination to ignite desire.The neckline of her gown plunged, revealing a hint of the luscious swell of her breasts. The fabric delicately hugged her upper body, emphasizing her graceful posture and the gentle curve of her waist. It was a dress that exuded confidence and a mastery of allure.Her hair rolled down her shoulders i