**Jaden**My heart was beating so rapidly, I was afraid I might die of a sudden heart attack at any moment. Nervousness coursed through my veins.I can't believe that Catherine is the traitor. It simply doesn't make any sense, and I can't believe this is really happening right now.On top of us being invaded, Malia discovered she can heal wounds made by silver.I never expected much from Joshua, to be honest, but knowing that he managed to infiltrate among people I fully trust showed me that maybe I had underestimated him too much. He is a treacherous man, and I doubt he didn't take after our parents.I grab Malia's fingers as we run outside. The pack's castle had not been invaded yet, but I knew it was just a matter of time. Joshua looks down from a horse, like a fool living in ancient times, and smiles at me, slowly dismounting and walking towards me.The battle is fought by our warriors, but he walks towards me unconcerned, as if he knows no one is capable of hurting him. He is arro

MaliaI can't fall asleep. Even with my body relaxed and wrapped in Jaden's arms, I still feel completely suffocated and scared. Scared to sleep and wake up tomorrow, only for everything to go wrong and for me to lose him.In my head, all the scenes Jaden and I have shared replay, scene by scene.And here we are, in what could easily be our last night together. I mean, who would have thought?I never imagined I would be so afraid of losing Jaden like I am now. I wish I could wrap him around me and never let go, like a caterpillar cocooning itself. I want to take care of him and keep him here.“What’s worrying you?” Jaden asks, his voice hoarse.A lump forms in my throat and I lift my eyes to meet his. My lips tremble, my fingers grip him tighter, and I cling to him, hiding my face in his neck. God, I'm so scared of losing him. My man, my mate, my fiancé, my future husband, and above all, my king!“I’m so afraid of losing you,” I whisper.“You’re not going to lose me, Malia. Never!” he

**Jaden**Of course, I was completely terrified that night. But, in some strange way, I managed not to show it and conveyed confidence to my mate, who seemed on the verge of bursting into painful, fearful tears at any moment.I understood her. I knew some things might spiral out of my control, that my fate could be to die there, among a million other possibilities, but I wanted to pretend everything was fine and that things would turn out well, as I always had.When we arrived at the place where the fight would take place—a huge training arena—Joshua was on the other side, talking with my father-in-law and some other unknown men. I sat at the small table set up, next to Damon and Bruno, and took a sip from the water bottle they had given me.“It’s going to be okay, man,” Damon smiled at me.“It has to be,” I sighed, letting out a breath. “I still wonder why he’s so confident.”“I find it strange too. Either your brother is very arrogant, or he really has something up his sleeve.”“I w

Malia | 1 month later…Jaden is finally getting discharged from the hospital, but he still needs complete rest. The doctors decided to let him stay in the comfort of our home to try to help him through this process, which will be, whether we like it or not, a bit more complicated.Jaden was starting to get very worried that Mark still hadn't returned. Fawn was also quite upset and restless for weeks. She never stayed still and was always bothering - that annoyed me at times."Fawn, stop," I request, grumbling as I shift in the driver's seat of our car.This was a new development. I finally managed to learn to drive - and even got my driver's license to be able to leave the state. I really wanted to be able to travel with Jaden after all this was over and take a well-deserved vacation.We had been through so much and were still going through it. He was so restless too - just like Fawn - even though he tried not to show it.Fawn just grumbled and went to lie down in the back of my mind.

JadenMy first stop of the day was the dungeon. I didn't want to think about what I might find here, but I steeled myself, standing tall. I was tired from yesterday, but I wanted to face everything head-on, like a man."Open the door," I said, straightening my posture."Yes, sir."The door opened with a creak. The sight that greeted me was pitiful. Whether it was the image of my mother huddled in a corner, her white blouse dirty, and her hair disheveled, one thing was clear: my mother was a mess.Of course, I felt sorry for her. Who wouldn't? My mother, Luna Meredith, was always known as a beautiful woman, an example of class. Everyone wanted to be like her, and some even believed I should have super high standards because of her level of beauty.However, she still managed to be arrogant and mean. Her sharp comments about pack members always bothered me and were the cause of many arguments. The perfect Luna she portrayed hid a gossipy, bitter, and prejudiced woman. If people knew what