"I'm your destiny, Darryl. Your mate. Your golden wolf." "And that's exactly why I can't have you, Hazel." Hazel returns to her hometown, hoping to reconnect with her childhood friend Darryl. But the brooding mysterious boy she hopes to connect with is nothing like the friend she remembers, but now someone who seems to despise her very existence. But fate has other plans - Hazel is Darryl's destined mate and a rare golden wolf, key to unlocking his true alpha powers. But claiming Hazel could mean her death. The ruthless rogue alpha Malachi, with a history of killing Darryl's loved ones, has returned. And he's not the only threat - Katrina, a jealous beta, and Lucian, Darryl's rival, will stop at nothing to keep them apart. As if that weren't enough, Hazel learns she holds the key to breaking an ancient curse - one that requires the ultimate sacrifice. Will Darryl risk everything to be with Hazel? Can Hazel embrace her destiny as a golden wolf without losing herself? And when the time comes, will she choose love or sacrifice to save those closest to her?
View MoreHAZEL I stepped out of my dad’s car, the sound of the engine fading as he parked. I had barely closed the door when my dad called out, "Hazel, honey, are you sure about this? It's not too late to reconsider going back to the city." I sighed, facing him. We'd talked about this countless times, and I'd considered it too. The mangled body, the feeling of being watched, Darryl's coldness – it all tempted me to flee back to Aunt Jenna's But I couldn't give up yet. I glanced back at my dad who was still watching me intently. “Dad, I’m sure about this.” He nodded with a resigned sigh. As I turned to enter the school, his voice stopped me. "Wait, Where's your necklace?" I reached into the pocket of my oversized hoodie and pulled out the necklace. “It’s right here.” Dad frowned. "Hazel, it's meant to be around your neck, not stuffed in a pocket." "Fine, fine," I grumbled, letting him fasten it for me. "Why is this thing so important anyway?" Dad opened his mouth, then closed
DARRYL "Darryl, you're gonna snap the steering wheel in half if you grip it any tighter." Katrina’s voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I blinked and eased my hands off the wheel slightly realizing how tightly I’d been holding it. I muttered, “Sorry,” but didn’t look at her. My mind was somewhere else—no, on someone else. The girl we just ran into. I didn’t want to think about her, I didn’t want to drag up memories I’d buried years ago. But the past always had a way of creeping up when you least expected it. Especially when the past stares you in the face. Hazel. The girl who left everything in ruins on a day that should’ve been perfect. My tenth birthday—one that turned my entire life upside down. It was supposed to be a day filled with laughter, plans, and promises. Hazel and I had spent weeks planning it. We were going to spend the whole day together, just like we used to. She had promised it would be unforgettable. And it was… just not in the way I expected.
HAZELThe "Welcome to Ravenville" sign emerged from the darkness, it's faded letters shone by the taxi's headlights. Eight years of running and here I was, crawling back to the one place my dad swore I never to return to.The cab driver hadn't said a word since I boarded, and I was grateful for the silence. No awkward questions about why a teenager was traveling alone at night, No suspicious glances at my strange golden eyes in his rearview mirror. Just the quiet sound of the engine and my thoughts for company.Until my phone buzzed, again.I sighed and glanced at the screen. Aunt Jenna's name flashed for what felt like the hundredth time."Hazel, this is insane! Answer me!""Do you have any idea how dangerous this is?""What about your father? Did you even tell him you're coming?"I switched the phone to silent and dropped it into my bag. She wasn't wrong about Dad – I hadn't told him I was coming. The plan was simple. find a motel, get settled, then figure out how to break the news
HAZEL "Third complaint this month, Hazel. Third!" Bob slammed his hands on his desk. "And this time you actually hit a customer?" I sank into the chair opposite him and smiled as I recalled the satisfying moment of slapping that creep who wouldn’t keep his hands to himself. It felt good to fight back, even if I knew it only added to my troubles. But I should have known better by now. Standing up for myself never ended well - it just gave everyone another excuse to remind me how different I was, how I didn't fit in. These reminders came daily. In the stares of strangers, in the whispered conversations they thought I couldn't hear, in the way people either avoided me entirely or got too close for comfort. My crime? Being born with hair and eyes of pure Gold. Not the fake bottle blonde or amber that you might assume, but actual metallic gold. The doctors called it a genetic anomaly. The kids at school called me a freak. I just called it my curse. And tonight, that curse had cos
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