Chapter2
1144 Words
Selene
Four years ago…
The first time I saw Kieran Byrne, I wasn’t prepared for him.
I had spent most of my life knowing exactly where I stood in the world—an outsider in my own pack, a healer, a quiet presence rather than a force. I had made peace with it. Or at least, I thought I had until he walked into my life and shattered every ounce of balance I had carefully built.
The night we met, the air smelled like autumn—crisp leaves, damp earth, and the faintest trace of something unfamiliar. I had been tending to an injured omega in the pack’s infirmary, wiping sweat from my brow when the door swung open, and he stepped inside.
The scent of blood hit me first.
Then came the presence—commanding, suffocating in its intensity.
I turned, expecting to see one of my own pack’s warriors stumbling in from patrol. Instead, I locked eyes with a stranger.
Not just any stranger. Him.
Kieran Byrne.
The Alpha heir of the Crescent Moon Pack. The next ruler of one of the strongest packs in the region. A man known for his ruthless efficiency in battle, his unwavering control, his complete and utter lack of weaknesses.
He was a myth. A whispered name.
But here he was, standing in my tiny clinic like he had any right to be here.
Tall. Broad-shouldered. Covered in fresh bruises and blood.
His sharp, dark eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that sent a jolt of something electric through my chest.
He was breathtaking in a way that was almost wrong.
And I hated the way my body noticed.
“I need a healer,” he said, voice low and rough, like he’d spent the entire night fighting.
I straightened, forcing my hands to remain steady. “You don’t look injured.”
He exhaled sharply, shifting his stance, and only then did I notice the figure slumped behind him.
A beta, barely conscious, wounds deep and still bleeding.
I moved instinctively, pushing past Kieran to get a better look. “What happened?”
“Rogues,” he said simply. His tone was clipped, but there was something beneath it—frustration, anger. Guilt?
I didn’t have time to dissect it.
“Put him on the bed,” I ordered, already reaching for supplies.
I expected resistance. Most alphas didn’t take commands from healers, especially not low-ranking ones like me. But Kieran obeyed without hesitation, lifting his injured packmate with ease before placing him gently on the cot.
I worked quickly, cleaning wounds, stitching where needed. The room was silent except for the sound of my movements, the shallow breathing of the injured beta, and Kieran’s steady presence behind me.
Too close.
His gaze never left me, sharp and assessing, like he was trying to solve a puzzle.
“You’re good at this,” he finally said.
I glanced at him, surprised by the statement. His expression was unreadable, but his tone wasn’t mocking.
“I’ve been doing it a long time,” I answered, turning back to my work.
“Alone?”
His question made me pause.
I hesitated before nodding. “Mostly.”
Silence stretched between us again. He didn’t leave, didn’t step away. He just watched.
The weight of his attention was suffocating.
I focused on my breathing, on my hands, on the patient beneath them. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop the prickling awareness crawling up my spine.
Something in the air shifted.
Something deep.
A hum in my blood, faint but unmistakable.
I sucked in a sharp breath, heart hammering.
No. No, no, no.
This wasn’t happening.
I wasn’t supposed to feel this way.
I wasn’t supposed to feel anything when it came to him.
But when I dared to meet his gaze again, something flickered in his dark eyes—something unreadable, something dangerous.
And I knew.
He felt it too.
Neither of us spoke about it that night.
But everything had already changed.
The next time I saw Kieran, it was intentional.
Or at least, it was on his part.
A week had passed since that night in the infirmary, and I had done everything in my power to forget the way his presence had shaken me.
It wasn’t difficult. My life had always been small—wake up, tend to the wounded, avoid unnecessary attention, repeat. I had learned to live in the shadows of my pack, where I was neither important nor needed outside of my role.
But Kieran didn’t let me forget.
He found me in the pack’s greenhouse, where I often gathered herbs for medicinal use.
The moment I sensed him, my entire body tensed.
“You’re hard to track down,” he said casually, stepping into the space like he belonged there.
I forced myself to keep moving, plucking leaves from a low-hanging branch. “I wasn’t aware you were looking for me.”
“You were.”
I clenched my jaw. His presence was overwhelming in the enclosed space—heat and strength and something unshakable.
“What do you want, Alpha Byrne?” I asked, keeping my tone even.
He didn’t answer immediately.
Instead, he moved closer.
Deliberate. Measured.
Until I could feel the warmth of him at my back.
“You didn’t tell me your name,” he said.
I swallowed hard.
Because he was right.
I had treated his packmate. Stitched his wounds. Felt his presence linger long after he was gone. But I had never told him my name.
And yet, hearing him admit he wanted it sent an unfamiliar thrill through me.
“It doesn’t matter,” I murmured, keeping my focus on the leaves in my hand.
“Doesn’t it?”
His voice was quiet.
Not demanding. Not forceful.
Just…curious.
Like I was a puzzle he couldn’t quite solve.
For some reason, that scared me more than anything else.
I turned then, finally facing him. “Why are you here?”
His gaze flickered, as if even he wasn’t sure of the answer.
And then—
“I don’t know.”
It was the most honest thing I had ever heard an alpha say.
And it was my undoing.
Because for the first time in my life, I felt seen.
Not as a healer.
Not as a pack member.
Not as someone insignificant.
Just as me.
And I had no idea how to handle it.
So I did the only thing I could.
I left.
I didn’t stop to see if he would follow. I didn’t give myself a chance to hesitate.
Because I knew—if I did, I wouldn’t be able to walk away.
And Kieran Byrne was not someone you let into your life without consequences.
I just didn’t realize then how deeply entangled we would become.
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