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CalebI barely register the blood on my hands anymore.All I see is her.June lies in my arms in her wolf form, her body still except for the faint rise and fall of her chest. The cave around us fades into the background, the broken bodies, the smell, the noise of the others moving behind me.She is warm. Too warm. Her fur is damp beneath my fingers, thick with blood that is not all hers.“June,” I say quietly.No response.My arms tighten around her as I pull her closer, lifting her head slightly so it rests against me. Her body feels heavy now, like whatever strength had been holding her up before is gone completely.“Hey,” I murmur, softer this time, my voice meant only for her. “Come on.”Nothing happens.I force myself to focus.Her breathing is there.Faint.Her heartbeat too.Faint but there.That is enough.I shift slightly, adjusting her in my arms, one hand coming up to brush through the fur along her neck, slow, gentle. My fingers sink into it, as I hold on to her.“June,”
CalebTanya’s weight feels like nothing and everything at the same time.She is too light.Too fragile.Her head rests against my shoulder, her breath shallow, uneven, like every inhale is a fight she is losing. My arms tighten around her without thinking as I move through the trees, careful with every step.I cannot run.Not the way I want to.Not the way I should.If I push too fast, her body will not take it... it will worsen whatever injuries her small body is carrying. I can feel it in the way she shifts against me, in the way her fingers twitch weakly against my shirt.She is barely holding on.“Stay with me,” I murmur, my voice low, meant only for her.Her lashes flutter, but she does not answer.My jaw clenches.I push forward, weaving through the forest, my senses stretched in every direction. The path back feels longer than it should. Every second stretches, heavy with urgency.June.The thought hits hard.I push it down.She is strong. I have seen it with my own eyes. I hav
JuneOnce they transform, I notice it immediately.The smell hits me harder now. Rot. Filth. Something sick curling beneath it all, thick enough to choke the air. It clings to them, seeps out of their skin, their breath, their very presence. My nose wrinkles on instinct, a low rumble building in my chest before I even realize it.They are like me.But they are not.Their fur is nothing like mine. It hangs in uneven clumps, matted and patchy, streaked with dirt and old blood. Their bodies look wrong, too thin in some places, too jagged in others, like something inside them has been breaking for a long time. Their eyes shine with something feral and empty.They look ugly.Not just in form.In something deeper.My wolf does not hesitate.I launch at the closest one.The world narrows the moment I move. The others blur at the edges, their shapes and sounds fading into the background. There is only him now. His scent. His movement. The way his body shifts as he braces for impact.He expect
JuneThe moment I saw that man touching that girl, something shifted inside me.It is not just anger.It is not just instinct.It feels deeper than that, like something buried inside my mind suddenly snaps.One second I am June, thinking, feeling, holding on to control. The next, that part of me begins to slip.Not disappear.Not completely.But it moves back.I can feel the rush of heat in my chest, the sharp rise of my breath. But it all feels distant, like I am stepping backward while something else steps forward.I can still see.Still feel.But it is distant.Faint.It is like watching through fogged glass. Shapes blur at the edges. Sounds stretch and dull. My thoughts try to form, try to make sense of what is happening, but they cannot keep up. Something stronger is rising, pushing past them.My wolf.She comes fast. Too fast for me to slow her down. The anger and the need to protect twist together inside me, building until they drown everything else. Thoughts blur.Details f
JuneThe footsteps grow louder.Each step crunches against leaves and small stones outside the cave, echoing faintly through the opening. The sound sends a sharp wave of alertness through my body.I remain pressed against the stone wall in the darker corner, my eyes locked on the entrance.My breathing slows.Calm.Focused.Because whoever this is… I already know they are not here to help.There is no way Caleb could return this fast. Even if he ran the entire way back with help, it would take longer than this.And if it were Caleb…I would have felt it.Something inside me always reacts to his presence. The same strange pull I felt earlier. The same quiet warmth that follows whenever he is near.Right now I feel none of that.Only danger.My muscles tighten as I prepare myself.Every part of my body coils with readiness.The familiar strength bubbling beneath my skin grows stronger. My wolf stirs eagerly, sensing the threat before it even appears.Then a shadow crosses the cave entra
June“Hey, we have got you.”Caleb keeps both of his hands visible as he slowly approaches the girl. His voice softens in a way I have not heard before, careful and calm.“Will you tell us what happened?”I barely hear the rest of his words.Because my patience level is already gone.I do not care what happened first.I do not want explanations.I do not want the story.All I want is a name.Just one name. Or several.Whoever did this will regret the moment they decided to lay their hands on these girls.The girl looks at Caleb with petrified eyes. Her breathing turns quick and shallow, like she cannot decide if he is a threat or help.Then her gaze shifts to me.Something in her expression softens a little.I step forward and kneel beside her.“Girl, we are here to help you.” I hold her tear filled gaze so she can see the truth in my face. “But we can only do that when you help us.”Her lips tremble.“So first you have to stop crying,” I say gently. “I promise no one will be able to
SophiaI wake up feeling startled and disoriented, and look around to find myself in a strange room. It took me a moment to realize that I am no longer in my pack.I don't know calling that pack mine is the right thing to do. Because Father banished me from the pack, just before I came to Mikhail's pa
Mikhail"Alexei, what is the situation of the pack?Different thoughts are running inside my mind, but I need to focus on finding Sophia, and then later, everything can be taken care of."Thankfully, the quantity of the wolfsbane found in the food was less, but still most of the pack members are still
MikhailStaring at the floor, I wait for the answers to all the questions that are swirling inside my mind. Elder Merope sits on the front couch while she looks in some deep thoughts.Alexei's presence beside me is comforting because it carries a hint of familiarity that I have been used to throughout
MikhailDeath.No matter how much you see, still, you can never get used to it. Losing one of yours is never easy. Their death haunts you. I have lost my entire pack in the past, and I have seen numerous deaths of my own. Yet each life that I lose takes away a piece of my soul of mine and fills it wit







