Killian’s POV The days following our encounter in the woods were a blur of frustration and obsession. I threw myself into my work, scouring through every piece of evidence, every report, every whisper that might lead me to something—anything—that could justify bringing Elaine into my custody. It wasn’t just about the murders anymore. It was about her. The desperation gnawed at my insides, a constant, insistent ache that I couldn’t shake.I spent hours in my office, papers and files strewn across my desk in chaotic disarray. The cabinet members were beginning to notice my relentless pursuit, their eyes filled with questions and doubt. But I didn’t care. I needed her, and I would stop at nothing to get her.Every lead I followed, every dead end I hit, only fueled my determination. I was a man possessed, driven by a need that went beyond reason. It wasn’t just my wolf that craved her; it was something deeper, something darker. A part of me that I had kept buried for so long was beginn

Killian’s POV The moment I heard the guards had secured Elaine and were bringing her in, a thrill shot through me. My heart raced with a mix of anticipation and something darker. The idea of having her close, under my watch, was intoxicating. I could feel the raw, primal excitement gnawing at my insides, a hunger that had been simmering since that kiss.But I didn't want her here in the kingdom's palace, surrounded by the watchful eyes and whispers of the court. No, I needed her somewhere more secluded, where I could control the environment—and her. The townhouse would be perfect."Send her to the townhouse," I ordered, my voice steady despite the excitement bubbling beneath the surface."Yes, Alpha," one of the guards replied, bowing slightly before hurrying to relay my command.As they left, I felt a surge of satisfaction. Having Elaine in my space, away from prying eyes, meant I could observe her, question her, and perhaps even understand this strange connection between us. Ther

Killian’s POV I made my way through the townhouse, my footsteps echoing off the polished wooden floors. Each step resonated with a newfound confidence, a rhythm that matched the steady beat of my heart. The grand halls, with their high ceilings and ornate decorations, seemed to amplify my presence, reflecting the self-satisfied expression I couldn't wipe off my face.As I passed by a series of large windows, the sunlight streamed in, casting a warm glow over everything it touched. It felt like the universe was aligning in my favor, each ray of light a subtle nod to my newfound strength and purpose. My gaze swept over the elegant furnishings and the tasteful art that adorned the walls, each piece a silent witness to the change that had taken hold of me. I paused in front of a large, gilded mirror, taking a moment to appreciate the transformation. The reflection staring back at me was not just Elaine, the girl who had been hunted and cornered, but Elaine, the woman who had discovere