CHAPTER ONE *Sophia’s POV* I tore through the dense woods, my legs slamming against the ground, heart pounding as if my life depended on it—because it did. Somewhere behind me, a howl sliced through the silence, echoing through the trees, then… nothing. I strained to hear any movement, any sign of what might be following me, but only an eerie, unnatural silence lingered in the air. My sprint slowed, my body hesitating, senses on high alert as I scanned my surroundings. Then, a flicker—a blur—whisked past the corner of my eye. I whipped around, but whatever it was had vanished, leaving only the unsettling notion that I might be seeing things. Swallowing hard, I took a step back, nervously twisting in every direction. A low, menacing growl rumbled behind me, and a cold wave of dread washed over me. I turned, heart racing, and found myself face-to-face with a wolf. Its piercing green eyes glared at me, hunger gleaming in its stare. My fingers fumbled in my bag for the pepper spray, h
Chapter Two: Into the Wolf’s Den The pack borders loomed before us, with eight guards pacing their posts like shadows against the dense trees. I could feel Amra’s heartbeat pounding in my chest, fierce and unrelenting. These guards weren’t amateurs—they moved with sharp, calculated precision, alert for any sign of movement. They were ready to defend. “Think you can sprint past them?” I asked her, though I already sensed her answer in the stubborn set of her mind. With a deep breath, she launched forward, her body a blur of speed and focus. She slipped between two guards, blending into the night, her movements fluid and silent. But then, a guard caught sight of her just as she darted past. “Intruder!” The shout cut through the stillness, sending a jolt of alarm down my spine. The other guards snapped into action, their footsteps heavy and relentless as they chased her. But Amra pushed herself harder, her breath coming fast, dodging left, then right, her entire being focused on o
Chapter Three: Bound to the Enemy The walls of Kane’s chambers felt suffocating. Stone pressed in on me from every side, the air thick with his presence. I could feel the pull of the bond—the way my body betrayed me with its instinctual response to him—but I would not give in. Not to him. Not to the monster who had ruined everything. Kane’s eyes locked onto mine, cold and calculating, as if he could already taste my hatred. He didn’t even try to hide the twisted amusement in his gaze. It was like a game to him. A sick one. The Alpha who had taken everything from me, now playing with the idea of claiming me, as though it was his right. “You can’t fight this, Sophia,” he said, his voice like ice. “I feel it. You feel it too.” I refused to let my emotions get the better of me, but my fists clenched, and I could feel the anger boil up inside me. “I don’t give a damn about your bond, Kane,” I spat, stepping closer. “I don’t want anything from you. Nothing at all. You can keep your cl
Chapter Four: A Taste of Fire POV: SOPHIA The brightness streaming through the window hit my eyes hard, dragging me out of sleep. I blinked, pushing against the soft bedding beneath me—a bed I hadn’t chosen, in a place I never wanted to be. The scent of his pack house clung to the air, an irritating reminder of who claimed control here. I took a long breath, letting the resentment simmer inside me. Amra stirred, reminding me she was there, and I felt her quiet acceptance of the bond pulling us toward Kane. It didn’t matter that she could sense him as her mate. I wasn’t falling for any bond—especially not one that belonged to Kane. The door creaked open, and there he was. Kane leaned against the door frame, the same arrogant confidence in his stance, like he owned everything in this room, including me. My glare only seemed to amuse him, and I hated the smirk that curled on his lips. “Comfortable?” he asked, sounding almost too pleased. “Wouldn’t call it that,” I shot bac
Chapter Five:Tension and BetrayalSOPHIA'S POVI stood by the massive wooden doors, watching Kane from the corner of my eye. He was in the middle of a tense conversation with a messenger from a neighboring pack, one that I’d never heard of before. His voice was calm, too calm for what I knew was a serious situation. "Tell him we’ll handle it," Kane said, his tone hard as stone. His eyes flickered to mine for just a second before he turned away, his expression unreadable. "I don’t take kindly to threats on my land."I had no idea what the messenger had said, but it didn’t matter. I wasn’t going to stay here and be Kane’s prisoner much longer. Every second I was with him, I could feel the walls around me closing in tighter. But today… today something was different. The way he looked at me when he thought I wasn’t paying attention—there was something in those eyes that made my skin crawl and my heart race, though I couldn’t name it. "Don’t even think about it," Kane warned suddenly, h
Chapter Four: A Taste of Fire POV: SOPHIA The brightness streaming through the window hit my eyes hard, dragging me out of sleep. I blinked, pushing against the soft bedding beneath me—a bed I hadn’t chosen, in a place I never wanted to be. The scent of his pack house clung to the air, an irritating reminder of who claimed control here. I took a long breath, letting the resentment simmer inside me. Amra stirred, reminding me she was there, and I felt her quiet acceptance of the bond pulling us toward Kane. It didn’t matter that she could sense him as her mate. I wasn’t falling for any bond—especially not one that belonged to Kane. The door creaked open, and there he was. Kane leaned against the door frame, the same arrogant confidence in his stance, like he owned everything in this room, including me. My glare only seemed to amuse him, and I hated the smirk that curled on his lips. “Comfortable?” he asked, sounding almost too pleased. “Wouldn’t call it that,” I shot bac
Chapter Three: Bound to the Enemy The walls of Kane’s chambers felt suffocating. Stone pressed in on me from every side, the air thick with his presence. I could feel the pull of the bond—the way my body betrayed me with its instinctual response to him—but I would not give in. Not to him. Not to the monster who had ruined everything. Kane’s eyes locked onto mine, cold and calculating, as if he could already taste my hatred. He didn’t even try to hide the twisted amusement in his gaze. It was like a game to him. A sick one. The Alpha who had taken everything from me, now playing with the idea of claiming me, as though it was his right. “You can’t fight this, Sophia,” he said, his voice like ice. “I feel it. You feel it too.” I refused to let my emotions get the better of me, but my fists clenched, and I could feel the anger boil up inside me. “I don’t give a damn about your bond, Kane,” I spat, stepping closer. “I don’t want anything from you. Nothing at all. You can keep your cl
Chapter Two: Into the Wolf’s Den The pack borders loomed before us, with eight guards pacing their posts like shadows against the dense trees. I could feel Amra’s heartbeat pounding in my chest, fierce and unrelenting. These guards weren’t amateurs—they moved with sharp, calculated precision, alert for any sign of movement. They were ready to defend. “Think you can sprint past them?” I asked her, though I already sensed her answer in the stubborn set of her mind. With a deep breath, she launched forward, her body a blur of speed and focus. She slipped between two guards, blending into the night, her movements fluid and silent. But then, a guard caught sight of her just as she darted past. “Intruder!” The shout cut through the stillness, sending a jolt of alarm down my spine. The other guards snapped into action, their footsteps heavy and relentless as they chased her. But Amra pushed herself harder, her breath coming fast, dodging left, then right, her entire being focused on o
CHAPTER ONE *Sophia’s POV* I tore through the dense woods, my legs slamming against the ground, heart pounding as if my life depended on it—because it did. Somewhere behind me, a howl sliced through the silence, echoing through the trees, then… nothing. I strained to hear any movement, any sign of what might be following me, but only an eerie, unnatural silence lingered in the air. My sprint slowed, my body hesitating, senses on high alert as I scanned my surroundings. Then, a flicker—a blur—whisked past the corner of my eye. I whipped around, but whatever it was had vanished, leaving only the unsettling notion that I might be seeing things. Swallowing hard, I took a step back, nervously twisting in every direction. A low, menacing growl rumbled behind me, and a cold wave of dread washed over me. I turned, heart racing, and found myself face-to-face with a wolf. Its piercing green eyes glared at me, hunger gleaming in its stare. My fingers fumbled in my bag for the pepper spray, h