Chapter 15

Kael's POV.

I woke to the soft light of dawn creeping through the curtains, my eyes landing on Aria, my Luna, sleeping peacefully beside me.

Her silver hair spilled across the pillow, her face calm, her breath steady. She looked small, fragile, curled up in the sheets, and my chest tightened.

She was mine—my mate, my everything—even if she was hiding behind Celeste's name. But then the image hit me like a blade: Alpha Nicholas last night, his arm around her waist, his smirk daring me to snap.

Rage burned through my veins, hot and sharp, my wolf Zeus growling low, ready to tear something apart.

I clenched my fists, my knuckles white, forcing the anger down. Not here. Not now.

I slid out of bed, careful not to wake her, my feet cold on the wooden floor. I moved quietly, grabbing my clothes—a simple black shirt and pants, the silver trim catching the faint light.