"What do you mean for me?" I stopped walking as I turned to Lilith, my brows furrowed.
"You are now part of our pack now," she explained, still smiling. "It's like a welcome party.""Oh." That was all I could say.A welcome party? For me? ME?It made me feel… important.I forced the lump down my throat and tried to say something but words failed me.Joseph threw his hand around my shoulder and I winced from the pain of my injury."Shit. Sorry," he apologized and just held my arm instead.Very touchy. These two people. And I've come to understand that it's a way to put their scent on me.In all my twenty-one years of living with wolves I didn't know that.They touch me to put their scent on me, their mark, to tell people I was theirs.The lump in my throat grew bigger as I kept walking."I'll have to say thank you," Joseph said as we continued walking.I tHeat rushed to my face the moment I met Rowan's eyes. He stared at me with such intensity that I couldn't decipher the look in his eyes. He'd trade his usual suit for the night, opting for jeans, a white t-shirt, and a matching jacket instead.His hair, no longer neatly styled, was now tousled, and I had the sudden urge to run my fingers through it.He looked much younger and so much handsome now, I couldn't bring myself to look away even though I knew I'd been staring too long. Someone cleared their throat, and just like that the spell was broken. I looked away, embarrassed. Why was I always staring like an idiot?There was just something so captivating and alluring about Rowan that I always found myself staring, not able to look away. Lilith elbowed me gently and I faced her. "You should go see him," she said, her head gesturing towards Rowan. "Uhmm… I don't think that's a good idea," I said as I rubbed my neck. "Ravenna, shut up and just go," she said and she faced the guy
I sized the guy up, assessing my chances. He was larger than me and stood about an inch taller.But I had something he doesn't—speed. I kept my jaw tight, saying nothing, just nodding in response. "I’ll take that as a yes," he growled, lunging at me with startling speed.Okay he seems he was also fast. I barely dodged the first strike. His claws swiped through the air where my face had been moments before, the force of his swing cutting through the wind. His claws?!I ducked, spun on my heel, and countered with a swift punch to his ribs. He barely flinched. "Come on, is that all you’ve got?" he taunted, circling me like prey. His eyes gleamed with arrogance, feeding off the attention of the other wolves who had paused their own training to watch.I bristled but kept my calm. I knew better than to get emotional. It was what he wanted—me to lose control, to make a mistake.What a disappointment I was about to be to him. He lunged again, this time faking high and going low. His s
I had been given thirty minutes to go shower and change out of my bloody clothes. Thirty minutes was done and I was now standing with Lilith, Joseph, Selena, Vera, and Lucian—the guy Joseph left the party with. He seems like the quiet kind. Only spoke when spoken to and said just a few words in response. He was the total opposite to Joseph. The room buzzed with anticipation as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting warm, golden light through the tall windows. Joseph stood at the front, his voice carrying over the excited chatter of the group. "Alright, everyone! Welcome to the scavenger hunt! This isn’t just a game; it’s a… while it's just a game. You’ll be working together to find a list of items hidden throughout the pack house. Remember, some items may require teamwork or clever thinking to uncover. Ready?" "He sounds old," said Lilith, crossing her arms. The girls giggled and Joseph just rolled his eyes. "We'll be divided into two groups," he continued. "Ravenna, Lucian
"What the hell?" Selena said with her eyes wild. The scream was so loud, so painful, we all stood in shock, eyes wild, mouth open. What kind of terror could cause such a scream? I'm not sure I want to find out. "It came from outside," Joseph said, the first to break out of the trance, his voice low and tense. "We need to check it out." We rushed toward the pack house, the weight of dread heavy in my chests. As we stepped outside, the once lively atmosphere shifted to one of alarm and panic. Pack members were gathering, their faces pale and anxious. I heard a some people whisper, "He's coming." And I felt dread pool at my stomach. Who was he? The scream had echoed from the edge of the territory.We pushed through the crowd, finally reaching the clearing, where a horrific sight awaited us. A gruesome display hung from a nearby tree—severed wolf heads, their fur matted with blood, eyes wide in eternal terror. Some wolves were skinned, some ears were cut off, some mouth were wi
I didn't have any weapons with me save for just a butter knife, but I picked it regardless as I walked to the door. If the knife didn't work out I would use my teeth and fingers, but I wouldn't go down without a fight.Common sense screamed at me to stay away from the door, to call for help. But common sense wasn't my strong suit. Lila, with her holier-than-thou attitude, had a way of reminding me of that. I looked down and the shadow was still there. What were they waiting for? Who could they be? From the shadow I could see it was only one person. I could take out one person. I placed my hand on the door knob and took a deep breath, preparing myself. I swinged open the door, and I lunged forward, knife poised, ready to strike. But then I saw who it was, and my attack faltered. I stumbled, losing my balance in my sudden halt, and braced for the inevitable fall. But it never came. Strong arms caught me before I hit the ground. Rowan held me before I could fall, his arms wrapped
The whole pack gathered at the common room. The children and the ones who couldn't fight were in a safe room in the basement where nobody could get in except it was open from the inside. And now we stood with weapons on our sides and armors fastened on our chest, arms and knees—honestly the armor part felt like we were transported to the eighties. But as long as it protects us, who was complaining? A sword—again, feel like the eighties—was stripped to my hip, two daggers on my boots, a gun at my side—I felt so badass. Rowan cleared his throat and the hall fell quiet. He was dressed in an all black leather, his hair pulled from his face and two swords, larger than mine, stripped to his back. He looked like a really hot assassin. Joseph was standing beside him. Also in all black but no weapon was on him. "Pack members!" Rowan started, his voice resonating in the hall. "Today, we stand on the brink of battle, united as one. Our home is
"Lilith, no!" I shouted for her to come back but she was already charging towards the gigantic figure at the center of the field, who was cutting down people as though they were sheeps. Goddess, he was huge. I lunged towards Lilith, desperate to pull her away from that man. There was no chance we could stand against him, let alone Lilith alone. But a wall of wolves and humans blocked my path, trapping me in a desperate helplessness. The more I kill, the more they keep coming. "You monster!" I heard Lilith shout as she got close to Darius who didn't even look in her direction. Yes, that's good. Ignore her. "Rowan! Joseph!" I shouted, trying to see if I could get their attention. I haven't gotten any luck with my own battle and Lilith was getting close to Darius. I was thrown off my feet, tumbling forward. I instinctively braced myself, but the impact still sent me sprawling face-first onto the cold earth. I tried t
In a softly lit room, I sat on a chair, my legs dangling off it, my mother standing behind me, gently combing through my long hair. The rhythmic sound of the brush gliding through strands filled the silence. "Sweetheart," my mother began, her voice calm yet tinged with sadness, "I need to tell you something important. Your future is going to be incredible, but it won’t always be easy." I looked at my reflection, curious but trusting. "What do you mean?" My mother paused, gathering her thoughts. "You’ll face challenges, times when you feel alone. And I’m afraid I won’t always be there to help you through it." My brow furrowed, the weight of my mother’s words sinking in. "But… I don’t want you to go." "I know, my love," my mother replied, her voice thick with emotion. "And I’m so sorry for that. But you are stronger than you think. You’ll find a way to rise above it all." I nodded slowly. "I
RAVENNA POV We walked back to where we had packed the car, me walking slowly, scared that the pain might just come back. But it didn't. We continued our climb down and I picked up pace but still no pain came."I'm still trying to wrap my head around what just happened," Mia said, now walking beside me. "You're human. No offense," she quickly added with a strained smile.I shook my head. "None taken.""A normal human would have taken weeks, even a month to heal that," she continued. "Even a wolf wouldn't have been able to heal that quickly." I hummed and kept walking, my mind faraway. Strange things have been happening to me since that full moon. First that day Darius and I had our second fight and the sudden burst of energy had surged through me and I had almost dislocated his shoulder. That wasn't normal. Then that fight we had when we were training with the pack, I had also felt that energy. And then the one that has left me baffled till this day was that day when the rogue wol
REVANNA POV I most definitely gave a fuck. Hiking was not as easy as Mia said it would be, or perhaps it is because Mia seems to be doing just fine. My breath came in ragged bursts, my legs screaming as I pushed forward, my boots crunching against the rocky trail. I glanced at Mia ahead of me, who moved with a grace that made it look effortless—it most definitely was not. Mia paused briefly, waiting for me to catch up."You good?" Mia asked, her voice light, but with a glint of concern in her eyes.I wiped sweat from my brow and gave a half-hearted smile. "Who me? I'm doing just fine." I took a deep breath. "I didn't realize hiking meant I was going to need a second lung."Mia chuckled, adjusting the strap of her backpack. "It gets easier once you get used to it. The view at the top makes it all worth it.""I’m starting to think you’ve been lying to me this whole time." I shot her a mock glare. "Do you have a plan to kill me, Mia? This plan is most effective, I should tell you."
RAVENNA POV I sat in the passenger seat, gazing out the window as the landscape shifted around us. The road stretched ahead, winding through dense woods, the kind that seemed to stretch endlessly, thick with trees and the scent of earth and pine. Mia, focused on the road, hummed softly to the music playing in the background. The hum of the tires on the asphalt was calming, the rhythmic sound blending with the soft murmur of the car’s engine.We passed the edge of the forest, and the trees began to thin out, revealing a quaint town nestled in the valley below. The buildings were charming—old stone cottages with ivy climbing the walls, colorful flower boxes hanging from window sills, and cobblestone streets that curved around like a maze. Why does every house in this place look old? It was as if the territory was built in the old era.It felt like something out of a dream, so picturesque and peaceful, it seemed untouched by time—nah, that was a lie. Time touched everywhere. Mia slow
RAVENNA POV Anticipation and excitement had me smiling as Mia and I packed. For over three weeks that I've been brought here I haven't left the pack house—except to the woods, but that doesn't count. And now I was finally able to see the territory!And all thanks to Mia. We were talking about the beautiful places we've visited, but since I haven't traveled much and neither has Mia, we mostly shared stories about our packs. I told her about the two packs I’ve been to, and she began describing hers. She spoke of how the water was so clear you could almost see the bottom, how the trees bore the sweetest fruits, how the grass was lush and green, and how the breeze was always light and refreshing.And that was when I knew I wanted to explore this land that has been my prison for close to a month.I haven't thought Darius would agree so easily. I was ready to give him hell if he hadn't.And the way he had looked at me… like I was his favorite snack and he wanted to devour me, it still
DARIUS POV "When are Alpha Hale's agents coming?" I asked, my eyes fixed on the laptop but my mind was far away. "Five days from today," Lucian answered. "I see," I said, nothing seeing anything at all. Five days from today I will have a new ally, my plan will take shape and I will succeed. Why then do I feel so empty thinking about that? I knew the answer as clear as the back of my hand. Ravenna. That was the only answer. I wanted to become a better man for her, to do better. And what I was about to do was the exact opposite of a better man. She might say she doesn't hate me but if I carry on with this plan she will. Maybe even hate me more than she did before. I didn't want that. I had managed to gain her trust. How that had happened will remain a mystery till my last days.So I didn't want to lose that trust, I didn't want to carry out with this plan that wasn't mine.Lucian cleared his throat and I looked up at him staring at me. I raised an eyebrow when he didn't say anyt
RAVENNA POV Once the words started flowing, they wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t tell if the expression on Darius’s face meant I should have kept quiet or if I should continue. It felt like a mix of both; he was just as confused as I was.I had stopped hating Darius for a while now, my head just took a while to catch up on that update. Darius remained silent as he stared at me with his eyes filled with pain and longing. Why was he pained? Did he want me to hate him? But that kiss earlier says otherwise. And what was he longing for? It couldn't be… me? Now, now, Ravenna, let's not get ahead of ourselves."Say something," I whispered when the silence stretched on. Darius swallowed, hard, before he looked away from me and swallowed again. That was a lot of swallowing in just three seconds. "I... " he trailed off, still not looking at me. Then in a quiet, almost broken voice, he said, "I'm sorry." My heart skipped a beat. This was the second time Darius had apologized to me, and I knew h
DARIUS POV Ravenna tasted addictive, like the first sip of smooth whiskey on a cold night, igniting a fire that spread through your veins. Each encounter was a complex blend of smoky richness and sweet undertones, drawing you deeper into its embrace, where every moment lingered like a cherished memory, intoxicating and impossible to forget.Why had I turned into a poetic bastard? Since I've heard a taste of Ravenna's lips.I curled my hands under Ravenna and lifted her while I sat up, placing her on my lap, all the while never breaking our kiss. My hands went to the back of her neck and I deepened the kiss. When she parted her lips I slipped my tongue inside, tasting and exploring every bit of her mouth. There was a taste of cinnamon and… something else, something that was all Ravenna. The little sound she made when I sucked on her tongue was nearly enough to make me cum on my pants like a teenager. We broke the kiss to breathe and I've never hated needing to breathe the way I d
RAVENNA POV As Darius and I walked to his training room, I kept telling myself that the reason I had hugged Darius, had tried to console him, was because he was grieving. But deep down I knew that was just a load of bullshit. I had wanted to hug him, had wanted to see that dead look in his eyes gone because I cared. I care for Darius. It was like there was a thread always pulling me to him. When I had seen him just standing there while the pyres were burning, a part of me had wanted to reach for him and hold him. I didn't care much about this pack. I mean I was a prisoner. How could I? But I cared for soft Mia, for always scowling Anya, even stonecold Lucian. And I cared a whole lot for Darius. For this man who was cruel, savage and had killed my best friend. But I was starting to see a heart beneath all that. I was starting to see the real Darius beneath the masks he wears. And he was hurting The death of their pack members had affected the people I cared about. Mia didn't s
DARIUS POV I stood at the edge of the clearing, the moonlight casting a silver glow over the makeshift pyres. The air was heavy with the scent of wood smoke and the bittersweet fragrance of wildflowers. I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts as the members of my pack gathered behind him, their faces etched with grief.This never gets easy—the loss. Each of my pack members were like a piece of me. Each time one of them dies, I lose a piece of myself. I would have given anything to save them. If it was my life I would gladly give it. Gladly. I didn't know all my members personally—that wasn't possible when I had hundreds in my pack—but they were still my responsibility. Their burdens were mine, their pains mine. So when one dies, I mourn them like I would mourn anyone close to me. The fact that I may be the cause of their death has been eating at me since last night. The rogues had attacked because I had made an enemy of them. This was the way I got my pack killed when I ma