Se connecter⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ I fought against the lingering weakness in my limbs, forcing my legs to swing over the edge of the bed as I leaned heavily on Rhoda's shoulder for support. “My Luna, please! I beg of you, you need to get back into bed,” Rhoda pleaded, her hands gently but firmly trying to guide me back under the duvet. “The doctor strictly ordered rest!” “I don't care what the doctor said, Rhoda. I need to see my husband right now,” I rasped, my throat still burning as I stubbornly pushed past her and dragged my stiff body toward the bedroom door. “I am so sorry, my Luna, but I cannot let you do that,” Rhoda said, quickly stepping in front of me with a desperate, sorrowful look in her eyes. “He’s in a war meeting,” she said softly. “He hasn’t slept in a week. He stayed with you the entire time — he only left because the pack is falling apart. If you go out there, he’ll walk away from that meeting… and everything will collapse.” Her emotional words struck a chord in my
⋅ ⋅ ♔ Alpha Zayn Kai ♔ ⋅ ⋅ But as I stared out the window at the vast expanse of my territory, a rare shadow of doubt crossed my mind. Were my people truly willing — and ready — to fight a full-scale war right now? The pack warriors had barely rested or recovered from the devastating casualties of the last rogue attack. Faces flickered through my mind — warriors who had stood at my side, now nothing more than memories carved into graves. Could I really ask what remained of my army to march straight into another bloodbath? To watch more of them fall under my command? My jaw tightened. The hesitation burned — but it did not last. I knew the toll it would take. But this time, things were different. I wouldn’t stay behind walls and strategy tables while others bled for my command. This time, I would be on the front lines myself, tearing through the enemy. If Meera wanted to use her brother’s execution to threaten my family, then I would use this chaos to fulfill a long-standin
⋅ ⋅ ♔ Alpha Zayn Kai ♔ ⋅ ⋅ “Meera,” I said, my voice dropping into a dangerous, low rumble as I sat behind the mahogany desk in my private study. “Zayn… listen to me,” Meera’s desperate, high-pitched voice echoed through the laptop. I could see her clearly in Owen’s seat. “I have an offer for you. I am the only one who can make sure your brutal execution of our Alpha doesn’t lead to a catastrophic, bloody war. I have the power to calm my people and suppress the rogue factions who want your head — but it comes with a price.” A slow, deliberate tap echoed from my finger against the desk. Once. Twice. “You always did like theatrics, Meera,” I said calmly. Her eyes narrowed. “And you always underestimate me.” I leaned back in my leather chair, tapping my fingers once again against the desk, a cold smirk touching my lips. “I don’t underestimate threats,” I said, my voice quieter now. “I eliminate them.” “But you’re stalling,” Meera snapped. “Am I?” I tilted my head slightl
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ Muffled, tense voices echoed through a thick fog as I slowly, painfully forced my eyelids open. My vision was blurry at first, but I could make out the towering figures of Zayn and Ronan standing near the far side of the room. It was our bedroom. A dull, heavy ache settled deep in my bones, leaving me disoriented as I struggled to understand why I felt so weak. Then the terrifying memories hit me. Owen. The lounge. His weight crushed me into the velvet sofa, the fabric rough against my skin as his foul breath brushed my face, his sickening laugh echoing in my ears while I fought desperately to protect my baby and myself. And... Zayn exploded through the door in a flash of blinding fury. “Alpha King, she's finally awake,” Ronan announced, his sharp voice instantly breaking the silence. Zayn didn't waste a second. He marched over to my side and sat on the edge of the bed, staring down at me with an expression raw with relief and lingering torment. I
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅I spun around, gripping the handle and throwing my weight against the door. It didn't budge. I rattled it, but the lock was engaged from the outside. Panic exploded in my chest as I began to furiously bang on the thick wood with both fists.“Zayn! Zayn!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, my voice cracking with desperation.From behind me, Owen’s dark, mocking laughter echoed through the enclosed space, sending a chill down my spine.“Go ahead and scream, sweetheart. Nobody out there is going to hear you,” he purred, the sound of his heavy footsteps drawing closer. “And that loyal little guard who escorted you down here? He’s my man. He successfully drew away the watchguards Zayn placed on you. You’re completely, entirely alone.”Realizing the banging was useless, I slowly turned to face him. I forced the panic down, twisting my features into a cold, unyielding mask. “Then what the hell do you want from me, Owen?”“I just need ten minutes of your time,” he s
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅We entered one of the smaller, dimly lit lounges at the end of the corridor, and the heavy click of the door lock echoed through the room as Meera shut it behind us.I didn’t waste any time. Crossing my arms over my chest, I stared at her coldly.“What exactly is it that you want to tell me, Meera?”“What I want to say to you, Blair, is that your time in this house is rapidly running out,” she purred, stepping into my personal space with a smug, toxic smirk.“I don’t understand what you’re implying,” I countered, keeping my voice level, even though I knew damn well what she meant. She was trying to shake my confidence.“Zayn was mine first, before he ever belonged to anyone else in this world,” Meera hissed, her eyes flashing with unhinged jealousy. “Our history runs deeper than you can even comprehend. And I am going to win him back.”I couldn’t help but let out a dry chuckle, unfazed by her pathetic threats.“Really? Meera, let’s be realistic here. If you
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅Cora and I rushed out to the courtyard, the cool morning air biting at my skin. The moment we stepped outside, my eyes locked onto a young wolf kneeling in the dirt, trembling in front of my husband.But what truly caught my attention was the fabric clutched tightly in th
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅I wasn't able to sleep a single wink last night. Oddly enough, I wasn't even consumed with worry over the fact that Zayn hadn't returned to our bedroom.I mean, a small, stubborn part of me was definitely still anxious about where he was spending his night, but my mind wa
⋅ ⋅ ♔ Alpha Zayn Kai ♔ ⋅ ⋅ “If you need anything else while the reconstruction is underway, you can reach out directly to my Beta,” I rumbled, gesturing toward Ronan as we finally reached the end of our gruelling, hours-long meeting. The village elders all nodded in unison, murmuring a chorus
⋅ ⋅ ❦ Blaire Rose ❦ ⋅ ⋅ I spent the rest of the afternoon sharing evening snacks and comforting the displaced families at the shelter, trying to keep my mind off my racing thoughts. Before heading back, I tried calling Zayn, but the call went unanswered. I figured he was still deeply locked







