“Is this really happening or am I only dreaming?”Irwin’s voice was barely carried over the wind that whipped around them, howling through the barren trees. She stood still, her heart pounding as she faced the heavy iron gates of the Shadowclaw compound.Cain, who was standing beside her, glanced at her sharply. He's the shadowclaw gate keeper, and he has been waiting for Irwin. His lips curled in something between amusement and impatience. “Why do you ask questions you already know the answers to?”Irwin's throat tightened. The cold breeze of the night seeped through her cloak. But the chill she felt around her, came from the inside. “ But Why me? Why does the shadowclaw choose me for this” she whispered, more to herself than to Cain.Cain snorted. “Why not you?” His boots crunched on the gravel as he moved ahead, pushing to open the gate. The sound echoed in the stillness. “It’s not in my place to know why the Alpha chose you, hybrid. But if I had to guess, I think you were the eas
“Move along,” barked the guard behind her. She was a little bit frightened off because she thought the council are never done with her. The guards voice was sharp, his nudge just as harsh. Irwin stumbled forward, catching her footing as they passed through the towering iron gates of the Shadowclaw stronghold. Her heart raced, each beat heavy with dread. She knew she was walking straight into the den of wolves. The eyes of the pack members followed her every step, glaring, and unwelcoming. She could feel their disdain burning into her." The hybrid", they whispered. "The outsider. ""The one chosen to marry Alpha Dorian." The whispers continues.They moved deeper into the stronghold, the path winding toward the main hall. The stone walls loomed high above her, casting long shadows that seemed to close in on her. She could feel the weight of it all. The stares. The whispers again continued. The sheer hostility. “Is that her?”“I don’t like this one bit.”“She’ll bring trouble.”Irwi
The sharp knock on the door startled Irwin from her fitful sleep. She blinked against the early morning light filtering through the small window, her heart thudding in her chest. Her mind had been consumed by the thoughts of the impending ceremony all night. The uncertainty. The fear. It all swirled in her head like a storm she couldn’t escape.“Lady Irwin,” a deep voice called from outside the door. “It’s time.”The words hit her like a punch to the gut. "It’s time." The ceremony. The binding. The event that would tie her fate to Dorian, the man who barely spared her a glance, and the pack that already resented her presence.Irwin sat up in bed, rubbing her eyes. She could feel the weight of everything pressing down on her. There was no avoiding it now. She had no choice.The door creaked open, and two guards stepped inside, their faces as impassive as ever. Behind them, two servants entered, bowing slightly before speaking."Lady Irwin, we’re here to help you prepare," one of the se
Irwin gasped softly, her whole body jolting as a surge of energy shot through her. Her eyes widened, and she instinctively tightened her grip on his hand. It was like a wildfire spreading through her veins, intense and overwhelming.Dorian’s eyes widened too, just for a moment, but he quickly masked his surprise. His grip on her hand remained firm, but his expression didn’t change.He felt it too, Irwin realized. There was no denying it."What... what was that?" she whispered, her voice shaking." You better, Stay calm," Dorian muttered through gritted teeth, his voice low enough that only she could hear."I can’t," she whispered back, her heart racing. "You felt it too, didn’t you?"Dorian’s grip tightened slightly, as he rolled his eyes away from her. "Don’t make a scene, Irwin."Irwin’s head spun. She had so many questions, so many things she wanted to demand answers to, but now wasn’t the time. She could feel the eyes of the pack on them, watching, and judging. Dorian was right, s
The guards entered then, formal and stiff as they addressed Dorian. “Alpha, shall we escort Lady Irwin now?”Dorian didn’t even glance her way. “Yes. Take her to my chambers.”The guards moved toward Irwin, but she stepped back, her voice rising in protest. “I can walk on my own.”One of the guards, a younger man with kind eyes, hesitated before nodding. “As you wish, Lady Irwin.”Dorian turned away from her, dismissing her like she was nothing more than an afterthought. “Make sure she stays there,” he commanded once more.Irwin’s blood boiled. "How dare he treat me like this?"As she followed the guards out of the hall, she shot one last look at Dorian. “You may not care about this now, but one day, you’ll regret it.”Dorian didn’t respond. He kept his back to her, his posture rigid, as if her words had no effect. She gritted her teeth, refusing to let the tears fall. She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction." The mistake you made is accepting the offer given to you by the council...
Irwin gasped, her hands flying to his wrist as she struggled to breathe. "Dorian... stop," she whispered, barely able to force the words out.Dorian's eyes blazed with a fierce, predatory glow as his wolf form continued to take over. Irwin struggled to breathe, her fingers clawing weakly at his arm in a desperate attempt to free herself. She could feel the sheer strength in his grip, the power of the beast beneath his human skin."Please," she managed to croak, her voice barely audible. "Let me go.""Please," Irwin managed to croak, her voice barely audible. "Let me go, Dorian"Dorian’s eyes burned with fury as he stared at her, but there was something else beneath the anger. As her pleading eyes met his, he felt a strange pull toward her, something he didn’t want to acknowledge. Her desperation stirred something within him, confusing him, but not enough to make him relent. His grip on her, though slightly loosened, still kept her pinned to the wall.He leaned forward, his face inches
Irwin was jolted awake by a loud slam on her door. She had fallen into a restless sleep, haunted by the thoughts of everything that had transpired between her and Dorian the night before. The knocking had apparently been going on for some time, but she had been too lost in her troubled dreams to notice. Another knock followed, this time louder, and she groaned, pulling herself up from the bed.“Lady Irwin?” A servant's voice called from outside.“I’m awake,” Irwin muttered, her voice groggy. “Give me a moment.”After she quickly washed her face and tried to collect her thoughts, the door creaked open, and two servants entered. They quietly went about helping her get ready for the day, assisting her with bathing and dressing. The silence in the room felt thick, almost uncomfortable. It was clear none of them wanted to speak to her.As the servants fastened the ties on her gown, one of them finally broke the silence. “You’ll be expected in the dining hall shortly, my lady.”Irwin nodde
The flicker of the fire cast long, shifting shadows across the stone walls of the hall. Alpha Valen stood at the far end, his piercing eyes fixed on the doorway. His patience was wearing thin, and his mood was very like the storm brewing outside the dark, very restless, and ready to break at any moment. Finally, the door creaked open, and a figure stepped in. Valen’s expression tightened, his voice dripping with impatience as he hissed, “What took you so long?”The woman who entered barely flinched at his tone. Her form shimmered for a brief second, the image of Gwen, a high profile elders from shadowclaw , fading like a mirage. In her place stood Vendetta, the powerful witch who had been working in the shadows for him for years.A woman that wore so many faces. Her transformation was fluid, effortless, a testament to the dark magic she wielded with such mastery. Smirking, Vendetta approached Valen, her lips grazing the back of his hand as she bent down. “They wouldn’t let me leave
The room fell into a heavy silence, as the implications of Cain’s words were hanging over them like a storm cloud. Adolphus’s expression was unreadable as he wondered and pondered, but his clenched fists betrayed the turmoil within. The steady, crackling of wood in the fire was the only sound, filling the air with an oppressive sense of foreboding.Ulva broke the silence, as she stood from the edge of the bed she was holding Dorian her voice trembling but determined. “Cain, are you certain? Elder Lucian? He’s been like a brother to Adolphus for decades. He would never…” Her words faltered, but her eyes remained fixed on Cain, searching his face for any hint of uncertainty.Cain nodded solemnly. “Ashina wasn’t certain herself with how she said it, but I think she overheard enough to raise questions. She said her father’s behavior has been strange for months, especially around Leo. She believes Lucian might have known more than he let on.”Adolphus’s jaw tightened. His piercing gaze bo
“Is that a question from someone who used to cherish isolation before but now thrives on egotistical dreams of power?” Irwin’s voice cut through the silence like a whip, her words were heavy with accusation. She stood her ground, even though her body betrayed her, trembling slightly from the aftershock of her nightmare.Valen’s dark eyes flashed, his jaw tightening at her words. He stepped closer, his presence filling the room with an oppressive energy. “Isolation only taught me clarity, Irwin—clarity you’ll never understand. Power is the only currency in this world, and you know it better than anyone.”“Clarity?” Irwin scoffed, her lips curling into a mocking smile. “Is that what you call abandoning everything and everyone who could have stood by your side? Isolation didn’t make you wise, Valen because you chose to stay there to make your evil plan come to reality. And that has definitely made you weak, and now you’re trying to mask that weakness with delusions of grandeur.”Valen’s
Irwin stood at the edge of a dense forest, her breaths shallow, and her heart were pounding like a war drum. The air was heavy with the scent of damp earth and rotting leaves, while the silence was broken only by the faint rustle of unseen creatures. In the distance, shadows coiled and twisted unnaturally, and encircling a lone figure.As she stepped closer, her vision sharpened, and she gasped. The figure was Dorian. His face, pale and etched with agony, came into view as he struggled against the dark tendrils wrapping around him. His movements were frantic, his hands clawing at the shadows as they dragged him deeper into the forest’s depths.“Dorian!” Irwin’s voice cracked as she stepped closer, her feet sinking into the soft, damp earth. The figure turned, and her heart twisted painfully as she recognized his face—Dorian, his features contorted in agony, his hands clawing desperately at the tendrils of darkness that wrapped around him.“Irwin!” Dorian’s voice was raw, laced with pa
“You better step out of the way, Leo, and focus on what’s ahead of you,” Valen growled, his voice sharp enough to cut through the tension thickening the air.Leo didn’t flinch. His golden eyes narrowed as he leaned forward, his tone was icy. “What’s ahead of me is a throne you’re too distracted to hold, Valen. You’re walking the same path Dorian did even though I never wanted him to lead the shadowclaw because Adolphus is so determined to let his family take everything. But look at you valen, you're letting your emotions blind you. You could have finished him off when you came to Shadowclaw, but you hesitated.”Valen’s eyes darkened, his jaw tightening. The veins in his neck strained as he fought to control his rising fury. “Enough, Leo!” His voice boomed, reverberating through the stone walls like thunder. He stood abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor as his towering frame loomed over Leo. “If Irwin is what I need to feel whole for all the years I thrive to be happy alone,
“Do you expect me to go ask your father, Elder Lucian, what Ashina?” Cain’s voice was a razor’s edge, slicing through the oppressive silence of the chamber as he shoved Ashina toward the iron cage. His grip on her wrist was unyielding, his knuckles white against her delicate skin. His expression was a storm of fury and frustration, every sharp feature were etched with tension.Ashina stumbled into the confines of the cage, her breath hitching as the cold, damp air wrapped around her like a shroud. The rough stone walls seemed to close in, amplifying her dread. Her hand shot out through the narrow bars, catching Cain’s wrist just as he prepared to slam the heavy lock into place.“Cain!” she gasped, her voice trembling, tinged with both desperation and defiance. Her eyes, wide and imploring, searched his hardened face. “Whatever you’re planning, do it quickly. We don’t have time, with all this happening Cain. Irwin is still trapped in Shadowfang territory, and Dorian…” Her voice faltere
Ashina’s heart plummeted the moment Adolphus’s cold voice echoed through the courtyard, very commanding, “Take her to the cage.” as it rang on her ears.The words felt like chains wrapping around her soul, each syllable tightening her breath. The world blurred around her, the sharp scent of blood mingling with the earthy aroma of the forest, and the flickering torches casting long shadows on the walls around. Her knees buckled slightly, but she forced herself to stay upright, determination flashing briefly in her tear-filled amber eyes.“Please, Lord Adolphus,” she pleaded, her voice trembling as she took a hesitant step forward. “Just give me time. Let me figure this out. Leo is my brother. He is my blood. I can find out why he did this. Please…” Her words trailed off as she searched his stern face for any hint of mercy.Adolphus turned to her, his expression unreadable but cold as ice. His piercing gaze bore into her, as though assessing whether she was worth even a fraction of his
The forest was a cacophony of snapping branches, panting breaths, and the pounding of paws against the earth. Ashina pushed herself harder, her muscles straining as Dorian’s weight pressed against her back. She could feel his blood soaking through her fur, a cruel reminder of his peril. The coppery scent was overwhelming, but she didn’t dare slow down. Cain ran just ahead of her, his golden wolf form darting effortlessly through the dense woods.“Faster, Ashina!” Cain barked over his shoulder, his tone sharp with urgency. “We need to lose them!”“I’m trying!” Ashina growled back, her voice tight with exhaustion. She glanced behind her and saw the flickering shadows of their pursuers—the Shadowfang wolves, relentless in their hunt.The blood trail Dorian left was like a beacon in the night, guiding their enemies directly to them. Ashina’s heart pounded with a mixture of fear and determination. She wouldn’t let them take him. Not again.“Hold steady!” one of the Shadowclaw guards called
Irwin turned in horror, her heart racing as she saw the source of the attack. Leo stood behind Dorian, the faint glow of satisfaction in his eyes as he withdrew his hand from the strike. Time seemed to freeze as the weight of the betrayal hit her.“No!” Irwin’s scream pierced the still evening air, her voice cracking as it echoed across the barren Shadowfang territory. Tears streamed uncontrollably down her face, the sight of Dorian collapsing to the ground driving a dagger of pain into her heart.Dorian staggered, his knees buckling under him as blood seeped from the wound in his back. His face contorted in pain, yet his eyes searched for Irwin. He tried to speak, but his words came out in broken gasps.Irwin’s body moved instinctively toward him, her mind unable to process what had just happened. But before she could reach him, a sudden force wrapped around her wrists, yanking her arms upward and immobilizing her in place.Vendetta’s cruel laughter rang out, sharp and venomous, cutt
As Irwin pushed further ahead, one of the guards shot an arrow near Irwin’s foot, the impact kicked up dust from the ground, signaling her to halt immediately. Her eyes, glowing faintly in the dim evening light, darted to where the arrow had come from. A deep growl rumbled in her chest as she fixed her sharp gaze on the shadowy figure perched atop a boulder in the distance.Her expression hardened, her face momentarily shifting into something predatory. “Careful where you aim simp” she snarled, her voice dripping with authority. The small but noticeable shift in her features caused the guard to flinch, though he masked it behind a sneer.Behind her, Dorian stood firm, his tall figure exuding calm strength. And Beside him were Leo, Ashina, Cain, and a handful of loyal guards. Dorian’s keen eyes scanned their surroundings, taking note of every shadow, every sound. He remained silent, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he observed Irwin’s unyielding stance.“That’s my little hybrid th