Alec’s expression was unreadable as he walked toward her, setting the tray down in front of her. The food was carefully arranged—meat, fruits, and bread, a meal fit for an Alpha or Luna. But Elara barely noticed. All she could focus on was the burning anger coursing through her veins.
"You left me here," she snapped, her voice trembling with fury. "You left me to starve for two days while you—what? Played king over your rogues?"
Alec raised an eyebrow, his gaze steady as he watched her. "I told you before, you’re not free yet. But I never said I’d let you starve."
Elara glared at him, her fists clenching at her sides. "You might as well have. You kept me locked up, chained like an animal, while you left me with nothing."
Alec let out a sigh, rubbing the back of his neck as if her words tired him. "You’re not
Elara’s eyes wandered to the narrow crack in the cave wall, where she had glimpsed the rogue village the day before. The memory of the rogues’ angry stares sent a shiver down her spine. She had ventured out once, hoping to find help or at least someone to talk to, but the rogues had made it clear she wasn’t welcome. She was an outsider, a prisoner, and they wanted nothing to do with her.But now, as she sat in the cold, dark cave, she felt a spark of defiance flicker to life inside her. She couldn’t rely on Alec to bring her food. She couldn’t rely on anyone but herself.With a deep breath, Elara rose to her feet, the chain dragging behind her as she moved toward the crack in the wall. She had explored the cave as much as the chain would allow, but today, she was determined to push her limits. She had to see what lay beyond the village, what kind of world Alec ruled over
For a moment, Alec didn’t respond. The cave was silent, the tension between them palpable. Elara’s chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, her heart pounding in her ears. She expected Alec to argue, to push back, to tell her that she was wrong.But instead, Alec surprised her.“You’re right,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. “You don’t belong to me. You don’t belong to anyone.”Elara blinked, taken aback by his words. She had expected more resistance, more of the same possessive rhetoric she had heard from Luka. But Alec’s tone was different—calmer, more sincere.“But that doesn’t change the fact that you’re in danger,” Alec continued, his eyes locking onto hers. “If I let you go now, Luka will come for you. You know that.&rdqu
She watched the rogues for a while, her eyes scanning the faces of the rogues as they went about their day. None of them looked up toward the cave, none of them acknowledged her presence. She was a prisoner, an outsider in their world, and they had no reason to care about her.They hate me, she thought, her heart sinking with the weight of that realization. She had ventured out into the village once before, only to be met with hostility and anger. The rogues saw her as an intruder, a threat to their way of life. They didn’t care that she had been captured, that she was chained up like an animal. To them, she was just another pawn in Alec’s game.But that didn’t mean she was going to give up.Elara turned away from the crack in the wall, her chest tightening with a renewed sense of determination. She had spent too long waiting, too long relying o
Elara let out a shaky breath, her chest tightening with frustration. How had her life spiraled so far out of control? How had she gone from being a respected Luna in Crescent Moon Pack to being a prisoner in a cave, trapped between two brothers whose war had nothing to do with her?No matter how much Alec talked about protecting her, about keeping her safe from Luka, the truth was that she felt more like a pawn than anything else. Alec and Luka were both consumed by their own ambitions, their own vendettas, and she had been caught in the crossfire.I didn’t ask for any of this, she thought bitterly, her fists clenching at her sides. She hadn’t asked to be bound to either of them, hadn’t asked to be part of their war. She had only wanted freedom, a chance to live her life on her own terms. But that dream felt farther away than ever.Her eyes drif
Alec’s eyes darkened, but he didn’t move. He stood there, watching her with an intensity that made her skin prickle. For a moment, she thought her plan might have failed, that he would see right through her and call her bluff.But then, slowly, Alec stepped closer. He reached out, gently cupping her face in his hand, histhumb brushing softly against her cheek. The touch sent a shiver down her spine, the mate bond pulsing faintly between them.“You don’t have to be afraid,” Alec said quietly, his voice low and soothing. “I won’t let Luka hurt you. I’ll keep you safe. You have my word.”Elara’s heart pounded as she looked up at him, her chest tightening with the weight of her deception. She wanted to pull away, to scream at him, to tell him that she didn’t want his protection. But she forced herself to
Alec stopped pacing, his gaze drifting to the window that looked out over the village. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a soft glow over the broken homes and rough terrain. The village was quiet now, the rogues settling into their nightly routines. But Alec’s mind was far from settled.What am I going to do with her?He couldn’t keep her locked up in the cave forever. She was already growing restless, and the longer he kept her chained, the more likely she was to find a way to escape. But releasing her wasn’t an option, either. Not when Luka was still out there, searching for her. If Luka found her, he would stop at nothing to reclaim her—and Alec wasn’t about to let that happen.He needed to keep her close. But he also needed to gain her trust.Alec’s jaw tightened as he considered his next mo
The rogue village sprawled out before her, much the same as it had been the last time she’d seen it through the narrow crack in the cave wall. Crumbling buildings, makeshift homes, and dirt paths wound through the settlement like a maze. The rogues moved about their business, some in human form, others shifting into their wolves as they went about their daily routines. It was a harsh, unforgiving place—so different from the orderly life she had known in Crescent Moon Pack.Alec walked ahead of her, his tall figure cutting a path through the village. The rogues barely glanced at him as he passed, their respect—or perhaps fear—of him evident in the way they kept their distance. But when they saw Elara walking behind him, their reactions were different.The hostile stares started almost immediately.Elara could feel their eyes on her, cold and full of
The quiet of Alec’s cabin settled around Elara like a heavy blanket as the door clicked shut behind him. She sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the door with her mind spinning. The soft, flickering light of a single lantern illuminated the room, casting long shadows on the walls, but the warmth of the light did nothing to ease the cold knot of anxiety tightening in her stomach.She had taken the first steps toward earning Alec’s trust, but the path forward was dangerous. Every word, every movement, had to be calculated. Alec wasn’t a fool—he’d see through any blatant attempt at deception. She had to make him believe she wanted to be by his side. If she pushed too hard, he would realize what she was trying to do.But the bond, that cursed connection between them, complicated everything. Elara couldn’t deny the magnetic pull she felt toward him. It wasn’t l
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Alec sighed, running a hand through his hair. “If you leave now, you know Luka will come after you,” he said quietly. “He’ll find you. You won’t be safe out there.”Elara’s heart clenched at the mention of Luka, but she didn’t let herself waver. “I’ll take that risk,” she said, her voice steady. “I can’t keep living like this, Alec. I need to be free. Even if it means facing Luka.”Alec’s jaw tightened, and he looked away for a moment, clearly struggling to control his emotions. When he finally looked back at her, there was something resigned in his eyes, as if he had already accepted that there was nothing he could say to change her mind.“I can’t stop you,” Alec said, his voice heavy with regret. “But I won’t
Elara’s heart ached at Alec’s words. She could feel the bond between them, just as she could feel the bond with Luka. But now, she realized that she didn’t want to choose. Not between them. Not like this.“I don’t know if I can,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t know if I can choose.”Alec’s grip tightened slightly, his eyes searching hers for an answer she couldn’t give. “You have to,” he said softly. “You can’t keep running, Elara. You have to decide.”Elara’s chest tightened with the weight of his words. He was right. She couldn’t keep running, couldn’t keep avoiding the choice she had been dreading for so long. But the thought of choosing—of committing to one mate, one life—terrified her.Because no
With a frustrated sigh, Elara sat up, swinging her legs over the side of the bed. Moonlight filtered through the small window, casting a soft glow over the cabin. Outside, the rogue camp was quiet, the sounds of the forest whispering in the distance. But the silence offered no comfort, only a reminder of the war raging inside her.She hadn’t expected the bond to remain so strong after everything that had happened. Luka’s anger, his possessiveness, his need to control her—that had been enough for her to leave. But now, as the days passed, the bond wasn’t weakening. If anything, it felt stronger, as if the distance between them only magnified it.Elara buried her face in her hands, her mind spinning. She thought she had made peace with her decision, thought she had done what was necessary to protect herself. But now… now she wasn’t so sure. Luka had been a monster i
Alec’s hand tightened slightly on her arm, his eyes flashing with something she couldn’t quite place—concern? Frustration? “Luka’s good at making you feel like you’re the one who’s hurting him,” Alec said, his tone sharper than before. “But don’t forget what he’s done, Elara. He’s not the same person you used to know.”His words were true, but they didn’t bring the comfort she had hoped for. Luka had changed. He wasn’t the boy she had once loved, but the bond between them hadn’t changed, and neither had the memories of the life they were supposed to share. She could still feel it—the connection pulling at her, reminding her that no matter what, Luka was still her mate.And the bond wasn’t so easy to break.The following days passed in a blur for Elara. She
Luka’s wolf clawed at the surface, desperate for blood. Desperate to fix this. He couldn’t let her go. He wouldn’t.“You don’t understand, Elara,” Luka said, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his wolf. “You’re my mate. The bond between us... it’s stronger than anything. You belong with me.”Elara’s expression softened, but there was sadness in her eyes now, a sadness that only fueled Luka’s desperation. “The bond is real,” she said quietly, “but it’s not enough. Not when it’s built on control, on fear. I won’t be a prisoner, Luka. Not yours. Not Alec’s. I want my freedom.”Freedom.The word echoed in Luka’s mind, clashing violently with everything he believed, everything he had fought
The Crescent Moon wolves burst from the shadows, their massive forms tearing through the rogue camp with terrifying speed. The rogues barely had time to react. Panicked shouts and snarls filled the air as the Crescent Moon warriors ripped into them, claws and fangs flashing in the dim light of dawn.Luka charged forward, his powerful legs propelling him toward the heart of the camp. His wolf growled in anticipation, its single focus driving him—find Alec. Kill Alec.He barreled through the camp, rogue wolves leaping at him in a desperate attempt to stop his advance. Luka tore through them with ease, his wolf stronger and faster than any of the pathetic rogues that tried to stand in his way. His fangs sank into flesh, his claws raking through fur and skin, but he didn’t linger. He was searching for one thing and one thing only.Where are you, Alec?
As Marcus turned to leave, Luka’s gaze drifted back to the forest. Somewhere beyond those trees, Alec was preparing for war, likely thinking he could outmaneuver his brother, that he could hold onto what he had taken. But Alec didn’t understand what Luka was capable of, what he was willing to do to bring Elara back.I’ll kill him, Luka thought, his heart pounding with the force of his conviction. I’ll kill him and anyone who stands in my way.He had already sent word to the other packs—those loyal to Crescent Moon—calling for reinforcements. They wouldn’t be needed, not for this battle, but Luka wanted to send a message. He wanted the world to see what happened to those who defied him, who dared to challenge his authority.Luka’s fists clenched at his sides, his nails digging into his palms as his wolf surg
As the scout left the room, Luka’s hands clenched into fists at his sides. His entire body trembled with the effort of holding back his rage, of keeping his wolf in check. He had always known it would come to this—always known that one day, he and Alec would face each other in battle. But he had never expected that Elara would be the catalyst for their final confrontation.She’s mine, Luka thought, his jaw tightening. She’s always been mine.The bond between them still lingered, faint but present, like a distant pulse in the back of his mind. He could feel her, even now, though she had tried to sever the connection. She could run as far as she wanted, but she would never truly escape him. The mate bond was unbreakable, and Luka would use it to bring her back to him—whether she wanted to come or not.And when he had her back&
Elara let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding, her heart still racing. Alec had defended her, but she knew better than to think that meant she was safe. The rogues still didn’t trust her, and any mistake could cost her dearly.“Thank you,” she said quietly, glancing at Alec.He didn’t respond right away, his silver eyes still focused on the group of rogues. “Don’t thank me yet,” he said finally, his voice low. “You’re not out of danger.”Elara nodded, the weight of his words pressing down on her. She had survived another day in Alec’s world, but the path ahead was still fraught with danger. The rogues didn’t trust her, and Alec’s protection could only go so far.But she wasn’t going to give up.She had a