CHAPTER 31: Never Letting Go

KANE The candle has burned itself into a sad little pool of wax. I stopped counting hours a while ago. Time feels warped in this room, stretched thin and useless, like it knows better than to move forward. The raven has not moved from its perch on the table, red eyes fixed on me like I am the one who needs watching. Maybe I am. I keep shifting in the chair, trying to find a position that does not make my spine feel like it has been hammered flat. The wooden back digs into my shoulder blades every time I lean forward. I welcome the ache. Moving means looking away from her, and I cannot do that. Not even for a second. Nevaeh has not stirred since Elara left. Her breathing is still too quiet, too even, like she is practicing being gone. I have checked her pulse so many times my thumbprint is probably branded into the inside of her wrist. It is there. Slow. Stubborn. Like her. It refuses to disappear, no matter how much the rest of her seems to fade. The room smells of dying herbs,

CHAPTER 32: In His Arms

NEVAEHI wake up inside someone’s arms. It takes a second for my brain to catch up. Warmth first. Solid. Heavy. A heartbeat thudding against my cheek, fast and uneven, like it’s been running for hours. Then the smell: pine, smoke, clean sweat. Familiar in a way that makes my stomach twist, a mixture of comfort and unease that claws at me from the inside. Kane. The thought hits me like a splash of ice water. I try to move, but my body doesn’t obey. My limbs feel like they belong to someone else, lead-heavy and unresponsive. My chest rises and falls with shallow breaths. My mind is foggy, fragmented, filled with shadows and whispers of the night before. His arms are locked around me, one under my shoulders, the other wrapped across my back. My head is tucked against his chest; my legs are tangled in the blanket and his thighs. He’s sitting on the edge of the cot, holding me like I might vanish if he loosens his grip even a fraction. I don’t move. I can’t. Everything about hi

CHAPTER 33: The Truth She Fears

KANE The door creaks open behind me, the sound slicing through the fragile quiet that had settled in the room. I don’t turn right away. My arms are still wrapped around Nevaeh, holding her close, her body fitting against mine as if it belongs there. Her head rests against my chest, right over my heart, and her fingers are loosely curled into the fabric of my shirt like she’s afraid I might disappear if she lets go. I feel the slight tension that runs through her at the sound of the door, the way her body stiffens for just a second, but she doesn’t pull away. She stays. That alone does something to me. Elara steps inside without knocking. Of course she doesn’t. She never has, and I doubt she ever will. She pauses just inside the doorway, her presence filling the space without effort. Her pale eyes take us in slowly, me sitting, Nevaeh half in my lap, the blanket tangled around us like a shield we didn’t realize we built. Her gaze lingers, observant, quiet. There’s no surprise i

CHAPTER 34: Something Changed

KANEElara stands at the edge of the stone path as Lyall pulls the Jeep up, watching us with those icy, all-seeing eyes that never seem to miss anything. Her expression is unreadable, but the weight behind her gaze is palpable, like she knows more than she lets on. I help Nevaeh down the steps carefully. She is still weak, her legs unsteady, one hand gripping my arm like it is the only solid thing left in her world.I do not let go.Lyall is already out of the driver’s seat, but I give a single sharp shake of my head. He understands immediately and slips back behind the wheel without a word. Smart man. Too smart, sometimes. I make a mental note to keep an eye on him—always.I open the back door and guide Nevaeh in first. She moves slowly, wincing as she settles against the leather seat. I climb in after her and shut the door behind me. The moment I sit, she leans into me like it is the most natural thing in the world. Her head finds my shoulder. Her hand rests lightly on my thigh, gen

All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S FIERY FATE : Chapter 31 - Chapter 34

CHAPTER 31: Never Letting Go

CHAPTER 32: In His Arms

CHAPTER 33: The Truth She Fears

CHAPTER 34: Something Changed