MAEVE
As we entered the training grounds, I could feel his gaze on me. Everyone around us was pretending to train, but their attention was on our intense exchange.
His judgment was palpable with every step I took, as if I was less deserving of being here than he was. His eyes never left mine, his face a mask of stone, revealing nothing of his emotions.
I had always believed that the people of this pack were more advanced than the others. They were larger, more diverse.
The others who had been training began to approach, their eyes barely glancing at Collin. They were sizing me up, scrutinizing my differences.
I ate the same meals as everyone else, but I also needed blood to survive. Meat and vegetables werenât enough.
When I first transformed, I tried to avoid direct eye contact, knowing that my eye color set me apart.
There was no hiding the fact that I was a vampire. Even with my wolf, I was a killer by nature.
I never considered myself a good person, but I never imagined it would lead me here. When I first joined the Night Walkers Pack, I only planned to stay as long as Kairos was alive. I felt I owed him that much.
I promised myself that I would stand by him, even if everyone else turned their backs. Even if he killed everyone, I would be there in his final moments.
But things changed. I had no obligations to the pack, yet I stayed. For Adelie. She claimed she didnât need anyone, but I couldnât leave her alone. She was strong, but I chose to stay.
We stood facing each other. The majority of the pack members were pretending to train, but it was clear they were eavesdropping.
Collin stood confidently, hands behind his back, a smirk on his face. It was the first expression heâd shown, and it felt like mockery.
I was worried I didnât appear as confident. I was trembling, but I hoped he couldnât see. Yet, beneath the fear, anger was simmering.
âMaeve is an excellent fighter,â Adelie announced, arriving with Kairos, Leonard, and Lucy. âShe may not be large, but her speed compensates for it. I can vouch for her. Sheâs the best fighter.â
Collin looked me over. âSheâs a vampire,â he stated. Everyone knew, but I didnât expect him to announce it so boldly. People were usually more subtle about it. âHer killer instincts seem to give her an advantage,â he continued, smirking at me. His sincerity from yesterday seemed like a lie now.
âSheâs also a werewolf,â Adelie defended me.
Kairos stepped forward. âI think a duel is the only solution.â
Adelie rolled her eyes. âHow considerate of you. Itâs okay for them to fight, but you wonât fight me?â she challenged him, not waiting for a response. âI think there are more important things to do. Of course, not for you,â she muttered.
âWhatâs that supposed to mean?â Kairos snapped at her. âYou donât know what I do!â
âI know what you donât do, when you could.â
âWhy do you hate me so much?â he asked. I could answer that question in a million ways for her, and if he could remember, he could too.
âHate is a strong word. Iâm just deeply disappointed.â
âIn me?â
âIn the choices I made,â she replied. But he didnât question it. Why didnât he ask her more about it?
My thoughts were interrupted by Collin. âDo you want to fight me, Maeve?â
I clenched my teeth, feeling my anger rise. But this wasnât right. I would hurt him. I looked at Adelie, who knew exactly what I was thinking. âWe shouldnât,â I said, and a few disappointed frowns appeared among the crowd. Collin chuckled. They were disappointed they wouldnât get a show.
But Collin didnât listen. He shifted, his clothes tearing apart. He was a beta, and it showed. He was larger than most wolves, even in his human form. He was the epitome of a beta wolf.
And me? By blood, I was an omega. Yet, I was called a beta. He hadnât seen my wolf. He didnât know I was an omega. I wasnât about to let him see my small wolf next to his.
I remained in my human form, but I knew my strength. I knew I was stronger than him. He growled at me.
I didnât like Collin, but I didnât want to hurt him. I looked to Adelie for guidance.
She stepped forward. âCollin, I suggest you back down now. Maeve is stronger than she appears.â I detected a hint of a backhanded compliment, but I understood her point. I might not have looked like much, but I knew my strength.
Collin just growled again.
Then Kairos stepped closer. âAttack!â he shouted, eager to fan the flames.
And Collin lunged at me. He tried to tackle me, but he underestimated me.
I ducked and grabbed his neck, throwing him away from me with a force that came from deep within.
His body was caught off guard, kicking in the air. He landed hard on the ground, a cloud of dust and grass rising from the impact.
I hadnât moved from my spot, my feet rooted to the ground.
And Collinâs wolf lay thereâ¦unmoving.
âCollin!â Kairos shouted, his voice filled with hesitation. The crowd fell silent, the only sound my harsh breathing.
Adelie looked at me with concern. King approached Collin, his eyes filled with fear. But then he relaxed. âQuit playing!â he said, irritated.
âEveryone. Showâs over!â King commanded, his earlier hangover forgotten. He looked as commanding and strong as ever.
Collinâs wolf got up, but he didnât look at me.
âBoth of you!â King pointed between us. âI wonât tolerate this behavior in my pack.â
Kairos looked amused, chuckling at Collin. âIf you both decide to let Maeve kill you, do it outside the pack. Otherwise, it will be bad for our reputation.â
It wasnât funny. I had hurt him⦠I had lost control. I could have killed him.
A guard rushed toward us, dragging a young man with him.
Leonard jumped into action. âWhatâs the meaning of this?â he demanded, his alpha tone ringing out.
âSpeak!â he ordered the terrified teen.
âThey made me!â the boy cried out.
King looked at Kairos. And he stepped forward. âEveryone, please continue with your training. We have a matter to settle,â he said, and the guards and everyone else left for Kingâs castle.
Collin stayed behind in his wolf form, his eyes still downcast.
âMaeve!â Adelie called to me. âCome!â
I took a step forward. âCollin⦠Iâ¦â I didnât know what I was trying to say. But I would never know, as he turned and limped away.
ADELIE
The guard threw the boy to the ground. âThey made me,â he sobbed.
âWho did?â Kairos asked.
Leonard interrupted. âWhoâs this kid?â
âHe was dragging another body to the pit.â
âA nymph?â I asked.
He nodded and roughly grabbed the boyâs hand, pulling a knife from his pocket. He held the knife to the boyâs finger while the boy whimpered. âI suggest you talk, or youâll find life harder with fewer fingers.â
Surprisingly, no one except Maeve and I seemed to think this was cruel.
âI command you to let him go!â I demanded.
The guard looked shocked. âHe knows!â he argued.
Kairos stepped closer. âHe doesnât know anything. Heâs just bait.â
I looked at him. How could he know that? Kairos met my gaze. âDo you really think they would let a teenager ruin their plan? They wanted us to fall for it.â
He knelt down next to the boy, who didnât dare to move. âWhat were you told?â he asked the boy.
He sniffed, but didnât hesitate in his response. âThey paid me to dump the body in the pit and then return.â
Kairos asked, âYou realize they wouldnât have let you live, right?â
The boy nodded. âI planned to escape. I didnât care about the money. I didnât want this job, they forced me into it.â
âWho did?â Kairos pressed.
The boy shrugged. âThey blindfolded me. I was supposed to go back to the city center in the nearest human town.â
I was confused. âIf itâs a trap, why would they tip us off?â I asked. âAnd why were they so sure the boy would talk?â
âIâm guessing they werenât. But they donât care about the boy. If we had killed him, they would have just sent another.â
A heavy silence fell. âIâm going to die, arenât I?â the boy asked.
Alpha King stepped forward. âNot right now. Until we determine youâre not a threat, youâll stay here.â
âI need to call Esty,â I announced, and Leonard looked at me. Esty could check if the boy was under some spell.
âWhoâs Esty?â Leonard asked.
âA witch friend of mine,â I explained. âShe could be useful.â
I felt Kairosâs gaze on me, but he quickly looked away.
âWhere and when were you supposed to meet them?â Kairos asked, changing the subject.
âEastward, straight ahead until you reach the cityâs grand water fountain. In an hour.â
Suddenly, Kairos stood and stormed toward the door. âWhat are you doing?â I asked.
He looked irritated, as if my question was the dumbest thing heâd ever heard. âYou know where.â
âSince when are you responsible for nymph duties? Back off and let me handle it. Besides, they want me. They wonât even talk to you. But I bet they wonât hesitate to kill you.â
âAnd they wonât kill you?â he retorted sarcastically.
âYou underestimate my power.â
Leonard stepped forward. âAdelie should go.â
Kairos glanced at me. âLook at yourself,â he said. âYou canât go to the human world dressed like that.â
I turned to the kingâs maid who was watching from the side. âWhatâs your name?â I asked.
She seemed startled, as if sheâd been caught, but I doubted anyone here didnât know she was present. She wasnât exactly hiding. Leonard didnât seem surprised, so I assumed this was normal.
âSue,â she stammered, clearly terrified.
âI need to borrow your clothes.â
She looked alarmed, maybe even confused. I didnât wait for her response, instead I took her by the arm and led her to the nearest bathroom.
âYou have fifteen minutes,â Kairos called after me.
I quickly changed into blue jeans and a black sweater, while Sue wrapped herself in a robe. She didnât question me undressing her. Maybe she was too scared of me.
I washed off my makeup and let my hair down.
When I returned, all eyes were on me. I knew I looked different, even I was a bit shocked. I looked more human than I usually did.
But Kairos was nowhere to be seen. Leonard must have noticed who I was looking for. âHeâs waiting outside.â
I stepped outside and looked for Kairos. I was about to get angry, thinking he had left without me.
But then he emergedâ¦in his wolf form, his clothes in his mouth. He looked at meâ¦was studying me. âWhat?ââ I snapped at him.
He dropped his clothes in front of me. I hesitated for a moment, then realized he wanted me to carry them.
He then lay down and looked back at me. He couldnât possibly think⦠âIâm not getting on your back.â
He stayed down, but I didnât move. He then stood and called someone over.
A young man ran up. They were mind linking. âYou need to get on his back if you want to make it there in time,â he said.
âThe walk is twenty minutes,â I told Kairos.
âThe direct path is crowded. You wonât make it in time,â the man continued to translate for him.
âI can build a bridge,â I reminded him.
âHe says you need to be there earlier.â
We were running out of time. I just wished it could have been anyone else but Kairos.
I smiled at the man. âThank you.â I noticed that the man seemed interested in our conversation.
He walked away and I turned to Kairos. âYou could have told me,â I said angrily.
With his clothes in my hands, I slowly climbed onto his back. I was worried I would be too heavy.
âDonât let me fall,â I warned him.
He shook his head, signaling for me to hold onto his fur, which I did. He then leapt up, causing my body to swing forward. With my arms wrapped around his neck and my chest pressed against his back. He did that on purpose.
I didnât have time to react when he started to run.
We stopped at the edge of the forest and as soon as I got off him, Kairos shifted back into his human form. It wasnât anything I hadnât seen before, but he didnât know that. Now he was just a naked man standing in front of me.
I turned away quickly, but forgot that his clothes were in my hands. He walked up behind me and reached around me. âI donât mind staying like this, but you might die from your heart racing,â he teased. âOr you might fall in love.â
I glanced at the side of his face. âHavenât you heard?â I smirked at him. âNymphs donât love.â
He didnât change his expression. âBut they might still lust.â
âIs that an invitation?â I whispered.
Judging by his expression, he didnât appreciate my comment. âAn observation,â he said.
He started getting dressed while I waited with my back turned. âWouldnât you?â I asked.
âWhat?â
âIf I offered myself to you?â His silence was deafening. Had I finally silenced him? âTell me, Kairos. What would you do if I came to your room in the middle of the night? Asking for someone to soothe my soul?â
A long silence passed. âI should send you awayâ¦but I donât think I would,â he whispered.
âA slave to lust?â I asked.
âIf itâs you offering. Always.â He walked ahead and I hesitantly followed, still caught up in his words.
We arrived at a fountain. I looked at Kairos. âI should stay here alone.â
There werenât many people around. Some were walking, some were rushing past, but they didnât pay me any mind. It was as if they didnât even see me.
Kairos retreated back to the forest while I sat at the edge of the fountain, looking at the hundreds of pennies at the bottom. Hundreds of wishes for simple things. Money, love, happiness. I wondered how many of them came true?
I then looked at my reflection, but was interrupted when an old woman sat next to me. She was bundled up in a wool cardigan and shivering. âChilly today,â she chuckled, wiping her nose with the back of her hand.
âA little,â I replied, amused.
She had short, gray hair and her face was covered in wrinkles. âWaiting for my husband,â she said excitedly.
I smiled to myself. âBeen together long?â
âFor too long,â she laughed. âCanât stand that old man anymore,â her laughter was warm and inviting.
Her gaze shifted to me. âWhere is your boyfriend?â
I laughed, trying to hide the sadness in my voice. âNo boyfriends.â
She looked surprised. âWhy not?â
I shrugged.
âWhoâs going to take care of you when youâre my age?â
âIâll take care of myself, but Iâm hoping my son will keep me company.â
She pursed her lips and nodded. âNo daddy?â she asked.
I looked down at my lap. âHe has me. I give him everything.â
She looked saddened by my statement. âYou will. But when will you give yourself everything you need?â
âI donât always have a choice in my happiness.â
âChildren are a blessing and a joy, but theyâre not everything you need. Only a small part.â
She then looked ahead and an old man with a cane hobbled toward us. They both had welcoming smiles. It was contagious.
âFound a stranger?â he asked his wife, sparing me a glance.
âA friend,â she said, standing up. âWhat did the doctor say?â she asked.
He waved his hand dismissively. âOld hip.â
She frowned and gently touched his side. The man was clearly in pain.
I stood up and shook the womanâs hand. âThank you for the lovely conversation.â
She seemed a bit taken aback, but still smiled. Then I took the manâs hand. âAnd you. I wish you all the best,â I told him, holding his hand and transferring the pain from his hip to me.
The man was in a lot of pain. But not anymore. His expression changed when he realized the pain was gone.
âWhatâs going on?â The womanâs voice was laced with concern. I found myself instinctively retreating a few steps.
âItâs nothing,â the man dismissed, his voice barely above a whisper. He paused before leaving, removing his hat and offering me a slight bow. I could tell he was suspicious of me.
Hand in hand, they disappeared from sight. I turned my attention back to the fountain, noticing a white envelope left behind on the bench. âWait!â I called out, scooping up the envelope, but they were already out of sight.
I examined the envelope, my eyes widening as I read the name written on it. âAdelie Murrell.â
The envelope was addressed to me. But how?
I hastily ripped it open, revealing a note written in neat handwriting. I was halfway through reading it when Kairos appeared.
He reached out to take the note, but I quickly folded it back up. âAdelie?â He questioned, his eyes filled with curiosity.
I met his gaze, tucking the note safely into my pocket. âWeâre expecting company tonight.â