Novels by amimax

During the day, the pack would congregate in the busy courtyard to train, converse, or just take a respite from their duties. It was a haven for most. It was a minefield for me.My hands were raw from the cold water after I had just finished cleaning the Alpha's house steps. I pulled the hefty stone bucket over to the water barrels to fill it up. My shoulders hurt, and I couldn’t stop thinking about Lucas.Why did I feel this way? It was disturbing how my heart beat every time I thought of him, and how strangely warm I felt within. Even though I knew deep down that I should avoid him, I couldn’t help but wonder what he was thinking.The chatter from the courtyard became more noticeable as I filled the bucket with water. I chose to ignore it and focus on the water’s ripples instead. I was grounded by the chilly splash against my hands, which served as a reminder to keep my head down, finish my tasks, and live to see another day.Then, like a blade, her voice cut through the din.“This

I ran out of her door like I was being chased by the devil. The coolness of the night air did little to quench the fire burning in my chest, so I breathed in harsh breaths."That's her. Your fated mate."The words of the Moon Goddess reverberated in my head, relentless and uncompromising.How could this have happened? How could the individual I was meant to get rid of also end up being my partner?I leaned hard against my room and banged the door. My heart pounded as if it were trying to break out of my rib cage.In the dim light, the artifact sat on the table like a threatening apparition. I clenched and unclenched my hands as I gazed at it. I had come to her, to this pack, because of it.Anna.The name itself seemed different now, full of an energy that I was unable to ignore.I grabbed the edge of the table and sank into the nearest chair. Conflicting thoughts raced through my mind, each one more chaotic than the last.I tried to explain it. The link between fated partners was stro

As though mocking my hesitancy, the item rested in the middle of the table, its surface lifeless and unforgiving. It had been days since the forest, when I stood motionless in the dark, watching Anna sob in the moonlight. I hadn't said anything to anyone. How could I? The weight of my realization dominated every thought and every breath.Anna.She had been identified by the artifact. Not a lurking opponent, not a rogue. She.Both then and now, I was unsure of what to do.I kept walking around my room, feeling as though the walls were getting smaller with every step. The gang continued as if nothing had happened outside. A harsh reminder of the normalcy I had lost was the faint echo of their laughter coming through my window.Frustrated, my hands reached for my hair and began tugging. In my mind, I could still picture her face, smeared with tears. She posed no danger. She was unable to be.The relic, however, was truthful.I had found Anna thanks to the relic. To her dismay, to her suf

I was looking at her through the trees, the heavy air pressing against me. Anna's sobbing shook her shoulders as she knelt beside the marked tree, piercing the forest's silence. What I previously feared was proven when the relic in my fingers blazed hot and faintly glowed toward her. The enemy. The danger. Anna. My feet wouldn't budge, so I tightened my hold on the knife strapped to my side. I finally understood the mission, the reason I had gone to this pack, but I was unable to make sense of it. Anna wasn't a potential threat. She was a person. A broken, sad girl who isn't dangerous at all.As my heart raced in my chest, I stumbled backwards, trying to calm down my fast breathing. Thank God she didn't see me. I turned around and slid back into the bush, being careful not to fall on any trees.When I got back to my room, I laid down on the bed and stared at the artifact until its light went out."What on earth is happening?" I said and ran my hand through my hair.I pace around t

"Why does she always have to make things so difficult?" As I glanced at the closed door, I said, my voice disturbing the room's silence. Anna's words lingered in the air like an unshakeable accusation, and I could still hear the echo of her footsteps disappearing into the distance.Breathing became difficult due to the constriction in my chest. Her anger was justified, her pain apparent. I was the one who did it. I was to blame for Leo's death. My fault she was bearing the weight of a crime she had no part in. However, the situation was more complex in reality. I had a clear mission. Yet, for the first time, I wasn’t sure I could see it through.I exhaled deeply, turned, and sank into the tableside chair. The relic, a tiny, worn artifact that had served as my constant guide ever since I embarked on this damned journey, was sitting in front of me. It was a source of annoyance now. I lifted it and rubbed the engravings with my fingertips. Why are you refusing to work? My voice tremble

I was so confused and angry that I walked out of Lucas' quarters. Even though the cool night air felt like a slap, it couldn't stop the tempest that was growing inside of me. I walked with hard feet on the dirt road, my hands locked at my sides.After everything, how could he just stand there and stay silent? His penetrating look still haunted me, and my heart hammered with a mixture of fear and rage. The dim moonlight showed the wooden walls of the modest house Leo had built, dark and inhospitable. I took a deep breath to steady myself as I paused. I couldn't allow Maia to see me in this state; therefore, there was no more place for crying. I pushed the door open and saw her sewing patches into an old blanket while sitting cross-legged on the floor. Beside her, the gentle glimmer of a lantern flickered, making dancing shadows on the walls. "Anna!" Maia's face brightened, but as soon as she saw my answer, her grin vanished. "What's the matter?" "Nothing," I answered sharply and qu