Chapter 64Beneath the SurfaceFiona’s POVThe camp had settled into a restless quiet, the kind that filled the spaces between heartbeats and made the silence itself feel oppressive. The aftershocks of the recent attack still reverberated through our pack, their echoes settling heavily in the atmosphere. I couldn’t shake the sense of unease that clung to me like a second skin.Lying in my tent, I stared at the canvas ceiling, the thoughts of our recent battles and the mysterious forces at play swirling in my mind. Despite the exhaustion that tugged at my limbs, sleep was elusive. The weight of the recent violence, the unanswered questions, and the looming threat of whatever lay in wait for us made it impossible to find solace.I rose from my bedroll, careful not to make a sound. The cool night air greeted me as I stepped outside, a welcome change from the stifling heat of the tent. I moved quietly through the camp, the flickering firelight casting long shadows across the ground. Every
Chapter 65Threads of FateFiona’s POVThe dawn broke with a cold, gray light that filtered through the trees, casting a muted glow over the camp. The tranquility of early morning was deceptive, masking the tension that lingered in the air like a storm cloud waiting to burst. I could sense it even before I emerged from my tent—the weight of uncertainty pressing heavily on everyone.I dressed quickly, pulling on my gear with automatic movements. The events of the previous day seemed to have accelerated the urgency of our situation, and I was eager to start the day. The sooner we could gather information and prepare, the better.As I stepped outside, I was greeted by the sight of the camp slowly coming to life. Some pack members were already gathered around the central fire, their conversations hushed and cautious. I could see the worry etched on their faces, a reflection of the anxiety that had become a constant companion for all of us.I made my way toward the gathering, hoping to off
Chapter 66Shadows in the DarkQuinton's POVThe firelight flickered in front of me, casting long shadows that danced eerily against the trees surrounding the camp. My mind raced with thoughts of the symbols we had found earlier. Despite Fiona’s insistence that we were on the right track, the sense of unease I felt refused to subside. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something much darker and more dangerous lurked beneath the surface.The pack gathered around the fire, discussing strategies and possible interpretations of the symbols. Everyone was on edge, but Fiona remained calm, her focus unwavering as she studied the crude carvings in a notebook we’d brought back. It was one of the things I admired most about her—her ability to keep a clear head under pressure. Yet, even with her calm presence, I could sense the weight of what we were up against starting to creep in.“Quinton.” Fiona’s voice broke through my thoughts, soft but urgent. She looked up from the notebook, her brow furr
Chapter 67UnbreakableQuinton's POVThe twisted wolves were relentless, their snarls and howls filling the air as they circled us like predators closing in for the kill. The tension was unbearable, the stench of their decay wafting around us, making it hard to breathe. Every inch of me screamed with the urge to protect Fiona, to tear apart any threat that dared to approach her. But no matter how many we brought down, more emerged from the shadows. They were feral, rabid, driven by something beyond hunger. It was as if their very existence was bound to something darker—something far worse than we had anticipated.I blocked a vicious bite aimed at my throat, kicking the creature back with all my strength. Its glowing eyes locked onto mine, twisted with rage and something far more sinister. These things weren’t like us. They weren’t even wolves. They were abominations, their bodies broken and deformed, corrupted by whatever twisted magic had brought them to life.I slashed at another on
Chapter 68 Whispers of Fate Quinton's POV The moon hung high in the sky, casting a pale silver light across the forest. It was quiet—too quiet. The stillness gnawed at me, and for once, it wasn’t the usual tension that came with the night. Something felt off. My instincts had been in overdrive since that encounter with Fiona’s hidden power, but tonight, it was different. It felt like the entire forest was holding its breath. I glanced over at Fiona, her face half-lit by the moonlight, and for a second, everything in me stilled. The way the light kissed her skin, how her hair shimmered in that faint glow—it stirred something deep in my chest. More than just the instinct to protect. I wanted her, needed her by my side more than ever before."Quinton," she murmured, breaking the silence. "What’s wrong? You’re too quiet."I gave her a reassuring smile, but my gut told me otherwise. "Just keeping an ear out. Something feels… off." I didn't want to burden her with my concerns, not w
Chapter 69The Darkness WithinFiona’s POVThe smell of burnt ash lingered in the air, a stark reminder of what we’d just faced. My heart was still pounding, but the adrenaline was starting to wear off, leaving me feeling drained. I glanced at Quinton, his chest rising and falling heavily as he struggled to catch his breath. His wolf had taken the brunt of the fight, but I knew this was far from over.We stood in the eerie silence of the forest, our only company the faint rustling of the trees. The crack in the earth where the creature had emerged was still smoldering, a blackened scar in the ground. I exhaled slowly, my hand trembling as I tried to gather my thoughts. “What was that thing?”Quinton wiped the blood from his mouth, his jaw tense as he surveyed the surroundings. “Something far worse than what we’ve faced so far. I’ve never seen anything like it.”There was an edge to his voice, a mix of anger and fear that unsettled me. If Quinton was this shaken, then whatever we were
Chapter 70The Mark of ShadowsQuinton’s POVThe sun was starting to dip below the horizon, casting the sky in deep shades of amber and crimson. The tension in the air hung heavy like a storm waiting to break. Fiona and I hadn’t spoken much since our encounter with the woman in the woods, both of us lost in our own thoughts. But something was coming. I could feel it.My senses were on high alert, the primal instincts of my wolf stirring beneath the surface. I glanced at Fiona, who was pacing nearby, clearly unsettled. The woman’s warning had hit her hard, but we didn’t have time to dwell on it. We needed to stay ahead of whatever was coming for us.Just as I was about to say something, a sharp crack echoed through the trees, cutting through the silence like a knife. Instantly, my wolf reacted, muscles tensing as I turned toward the sound.“Quinton, did you hear that?” Fiona’s voice was low, wary.I nodded, my eyes scanning the treeline. “We’re not alone.”Suddenly, a figure stepped ou
Chapter 71The Shadow of BetrayalQuinton’s POVThe silence between Fiona and me lingered as we moved through the dense forest, the weight of Kade’s words pressing heavily on my mind. The deeper we ventured, the more the trees seemed to close in, casting long shadows that danced in the dimming light. Each step felt heavy, like the world was closing around us, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was lurking just beyond the trees, waiting to strike.“Quinton,” Fiona’s voice was barely above a whisper, her hand gripping mine tightly. “Do you think he’ll come back?”I glanced over at her, catching the flicker of fear in her eyes. “He will,” I said, my voice low and grim. “But we’ll be ready next time.”She nodded, though her expression didn’t match the confidence I was trying to instill. The encounter with Kade had rattled us both, but for Fiona, it was deeper. His cryptic words about the darkness inside her, about powers she didn’t fully understand, were taking their toll. An
Chapter 82A Dangerous GambleQuinton's POVAs we left the clearing, I could feel Fiona’s anguish radiating through every step she took. Her brother, Caleb, being alive was a twist none of us had anticipated, and it cut deeper than anything Lilith had thrown at us so far. But it wasn’t just that. The real wound was seeing him twisted, loyal to the very enemy we were trying to stop. I wanted to say something to comfort her, but I knew words wouldn’t help now. What Fiona needed was action—and answers.“Do you think he’s too far gone?” she asked quietly, barely above a whisper.I looked over at her, unsure of what to say. Caleb’s eyes had been empty—cold. I wasn’t sure what Lilith had done to him, but it felt like she’d stripped him of something vital, something human. “I don’t know,” I admitted. “But we’re going to find out.”We pushed through the underbrush, the night air thick with tension. I had to focus on the immediate problem: how to deal with Lilith’s growing power and Caleb’s in
Chapter 81Revelations UnveiledFiona's POVThe shock of seeing my brother standing beside Lilith sent my mind into a whirlwind of confusion. For years, I thought he was dead. Killed when we were children, lost to a tragedy I could barely remember. But there he was, his eyes gleaming with that same dangerous light I’d seen in my own reflection recently.My breath hitched, and for a moment, I couldn’t speak. It was as though all the air had been sucked from my lungs. "Caleb?" I whispered, taking a cautious step forward.He didn’t respond, his gaze cold and emotionless, like a stranger wearing my brother’s face. The Caleb I remembered had a kindness in his eyes, a warmth. This man... was different. Darker. I couldn’t feel any of the sibling bond we’d once shared. Instead, I felt the same oppressive energy I’d always sensed from Lilith—only now, it was doubled."Surprised to see him?" Lilith’s voice was like silk, dripping with malice. "He’s been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Chapter 80A Dark RevelationFiona's POVThe darkness that swallowed the cave was absolute, suffocating. I couldn’t see Quinton or even hear him. Panic began to bubble up inside me, making my chest feel tight. My heart pounded wildly, each beat echoing in my ears. I reached out, blindly, desperate to find him.“Quinton!” My voice cracked in the overwhelming silence.No response.My pulse quickened as I realized how alone I felt in this void, but I couldn’t afford to lose myself to fear. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing myself to focus. I could still sense Quinton’s presence somewhere near me—his energy, that raw and protective aura, flickering through the dark. It was faint but there. I had to find him."Fiona..."His voice, strained and faint, came from somewhere close but distant, like he was calling from deep underwater. Relief washed over me, but it was short-lived.Lilith was still out there.My fists clenched, and I took a deep breath, trying to calm the wild thrum of magic bene
Chapter 79In The ShadowsFiona's POVThe cave’s air was thick with tension, as if the forest outside held its breath, waiting. I knelt beside Quinton, trying to stem the bleeding from his wounds. His skin was pale, far too pale, and his breaths were shallow. My heart clenched as I worked, pressing torn pieces of my shirt to his chest, wishing I knew more about healing."You’ll be okay," I whispered, though my voice trembled. I had to keep it together. For him.Quinton’s eyes fluttered open, glazed with pain but still sharp with concern. "We don’t have time to stay here long.""Shh. Just rest," I insisted, but even as I said it, I knew he was right. That stranger wasn’t done with us, not by a long shot. The fight was far from over, and the way the stranger had looked at me, like I was some kind of... weapon, sent a chill down my spine.I glanced toward the cave entrance, half-expecting to see a shadow creeping toward us. The night outside was pitch black, and though we had some time t
Chapter 78The Edge of ControlQuinton's POVPain shot through my body as the stranger’s hand pressed down harder on my chest, pinning me to the ground. I growled, baring my teeth, but it was no use. Whoever this new threat was, they were stronger than anyone I’d ever faced. Fiona’s scream rang in my ears, but I couldn’t focus on her right now. I had to break free, had to fight. But the stranger’s strength was overwhelming, their eyes cold and calculating as they gazed down at me, almost amused by my struggle.“You really thought you could protect her?” the stranger taunted, their voice dripping with mockery. “You don’t even know what she’s capable of.”My muscles burned with the effort as I tried to push them off, but they didn’t budge. I could feel their claws digging into my skin, sharp and unforgiving, and I knew if I didn’t act soon, they’d tear me apart. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Fiona standing there, her hands raised, her eyes glowing with that strange, uncontrollabl
Chapter 77Tangled FatesFiona's POVThe air crackled with lingering energy as I collapsed into Quinton’s embrace, the force of the power I’d just unleashed still thrumming through my veins. My head swirled, a strange combination of exhaustion and exhilaration. The stones in the clearing had responded to me in a way I hadn’t expected—like they had been waiting for me, for this moment. “What just happened?” I whispered, trying to make sense of the chaos that had unfolded. Quinton held me tightly, his heartbeat slowing as we stood in the eerie silence that followed the blast. The forest around us was still, as if the earth itself was holding its breath, waiting for what would come next.“I don’t know,” he admitted, his breath warm against my ear. “But whatever you did… it worked.”I looked up at him, my eyes searching his for any reassurance. “This power—I didn’t even know I had it. It’s like… it’s like it’s growing, and I don’t understand it.”Quinton’s gaze softened, his hand cuppin
Chapter 76Echoes of DeceptionFiona’s POVThe clearing was silent, save for the rapid beating of my heart. My breath came in shallow gasps as I watched Gabriel vanish into the shadows, leaving Quinton and me standing over Victor’s barely conscious form. Quinton looked at me, concern etched into his face, but there was something deeper, something unspoken between us. He wanted to protect me, to shield me from all this danger, but he knew just as I did—there was no turning back now. We were in this together, for better or for worse.“Are you okay?” His voice was strained, as if speaking the words took effort.I nodded, still catching my breath. “I’m fine. Are you?”He grunted in response, clearly hurting from the brawl, but he wouldn’t let it show. Quinton’s strength was both his greatest weapon and his biggest weakness. He carried the weight of every battle, every danger we faced as if it was his sole responsibility. And now, standing in the aftermath of another close call, I could s
Chapter 75Shadow of BetrayalQuinton’s POVThe moment Gabriel led us deeper into the woods, I felt the tension in my chest rise. Something wasn’t right. Everything about this situation screamed danger, but Fiona and I had no other choice. Lukas had the upper hand, and this was our best chance of stopping him. Still, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Gabriel was leading us into a trap.“Stay close,” I whispered to Fiona, my hand resting protectively on her lower back. She nodded, her eyes sharp and focused, but I could feel the nervous energy radiating off her.Gabriel walked ahead of us, moving with a fluid grace that unnerved me. He was too calm, too collected. The forest was still eerily quiet, and it felt like the trees themselves were watching us, waiting to see what would unfold.I didn’t trust him. Not for a second.“Are you sure about this?” Fiona whispered, her voice barely audible.I hesitated before answering. “No. But we don’t have much of a choice, do we?”Her eyes flicke
Chapter 74The Edge of DarknessFiona’s POVGabriel's words hung heavy in the air, lingering like a dark cloud over Quinton and me as we stood in the clearing. The forest was quiet now, unnaturally so, as if it was holding its breath, waiting to see what would happen next. I felt my chest tighten with the weight of everything. Who was this Gabriel? Could we trust him? Every part of me screamed no, but what choice did we have?Quinton's body was tense beside me, his wolf instincts on full alert. I could feel his need to protect me radiating off him, but I also knew that something about Gabriel intrigued him. Maybe it was the chance to gain an advantage over Lukas and Lucian, or maybe it was the desperation we both felt as we realized we were being hunted."Why now?" I asked, my voice cutting through the thick silence. "Why reveal yourself to us now, Gabriel?"Gabriel's eyes flickered toward me, and for a brief moment, I thought I saw something—pain, or maybe regret. But it vanished as