Chapter 13: Bloodlines and BetrayalsThe lodge was hazy with unspoken words. Outside, the morning sun filtered through the dense tree line and cast long shadows across the wooden floor. Finally my babies were asleep, safe in a hand-carved crib near the fire. I should have been felt safe, but the weight on my chest started to settle.Beside me, Ethan’s expression was inscrutable. His mother, Helena, hovered at the window, her gaze cutting the perimeter like an old woman used to this many wars. Mark paced by the door, fingers twitching against the grip of his gun. It was a very tense room to be in.“Bryan’s enforcers are pushing the borders,” Ethan said quietly. “They’re not going to strike yet, but they are watching. Waiting.”Helena faced him, her eyes aflame. “They’re looking to exploit weaknesses. We can’t give them any.”I swallowed hard. “What if they’re not simply watching?Mark stopped pacing. “And you think there’s a traitor?”Helena’s lips pinched to a thin line. “There’s alwa
Chapter 14: Forged in FireThe air that night crackled with expectation. The instant the decision had been made, a wave went through the pack. They looked like wolves moving with purpose, preparing, fortifying, whispering among themselves. War was not merely coming — it was already here.I lingered by the edge of the main hall, following Helena as she organized her warriors. She was effective, respected without having to raise her voice. Even Mark, who rarely followed orders, didn’t protest.Ethan had returned from his perimeter sweep, his face stony. “There’s been no movement yet, but it’s too quiet. Bryan isn’t waiting. He’s planning."I shifted the blanket over my sleeping daughter, my mind whirling. “Then we have to do it first.”Mark crossed his arms. "That’s a hell of a risk."I met his gaze. “It has been a gamble, everything about this.” But we weren’t going to sit here and wait for Bryan and the Elders to make a move. We have to act."Helena rounded the desk, her sharp green e
Chapter 15: The Aftermath of the WarThe stillness in the house was thunderous. Bryan’s still body lay, golden eyes blank, his once-dominating presence nothing more than a corpse. Blood filled the air with a metallic, corrosive scent that was far too familiar.Ethan was still holding onto his sword, gripping it so tightly his knuckles were white. His chest heaved as he looked down at Bryan’s inaudible state. Mark was bent over with his hands on his knees, panting. Adam leaned against the wall, bruised and battered but alive.I should have felt triumphant. I should have felt relief. But all that I felt was fatigue.I placed a shaking hand against my stomach, my body still pained from all it had been through. My mind was spinning. My daughter. My son. I had done all of this for their sake. Had I done enough?It was Ethan’s voice that first disrupted the silence. “It’s over.”But was it?Mark straightened, wiping sweat from his brow. “Yeah, but I wouldn’t start celebrating quite yet.”I
Chapter 16: The Night Is Always DarkWhen the wind ripped through the trees and whistled through the rafters of the lodge, the air that rushed in blew the tension and denial right out the windows. Whispers murmured in hushed tones, and barely heard over the crackling fire. Warriors walked with quietly chosen purpose, honing blades, rechecking munitions, bolstering strategies that would shortly be put in motion.This was no longer just about Bryan.This was bigger.We were going up against the very foundation of pack law—the hierarchy that had ruled us for generations, the rules that told you who was in charge and who bowed to it. The Elders had not yet retaliated, and yet their silence said more than any declaration of war.It was only a matter of time.I sat next to the fire and the flames flickered and danced, the heat hardly helping with the chill coming into my chest. Mine were bundled next to me in thick blankets, and their soft breaths were all that tethered me to the moment. My
Chapter 17: A Mother’s IntuitionIt was a night colder than most nights.Even within the safety of the lodge a deep chill had seeped into my bones. The werewolf disappeared into the night with Bryan’s body, like a ghost, stuck with more questions than answers. But I didn’t have time to dwell on it. Not when my kids needed me.”I was sitting by the fire holding my twins. The soft, rhythmic wheezing of their breath was the only thing grounding me to reality. My son moved, his little fist closing around the fabric of my shirt. My daughter made a pleased noise in her sleep and I caught sight of her tiny little face with its beautiful features, so serene, even as the world around us spiraled out of control.Ethan stood by the window, scanning the tree line like a hawk. He hadn’t calmed down since we’d come back from the grave site. Mark was outside, strengthening our defenses, and Helena was training the warriors to be ready for whatever came next.But I was here, with them, thankfully.My
Part 18: The Path to Blood and TreacheryGoing back to my parents wasn’t a decision I made flippantly.After all that—the betrayal, the war, the nightmares that stayed in the shadows—I’d never thought to return to them. But with Bryan’s body stolen and a rogue order bent on reviving him, I had no other option. My family possessed power, status, knowledge, and knowledge that I needed.And for better or worse, they were still my blood.Mark, Ethan, and I quickly readied for the trip. Helena stayed behind with the pack, her warriors on extra alert. My twins were strapped close to me, their miniature heartbeats the reason I couldn’t afford to fail.“We leave at first light, Ethan said, inspecting his weapons. “If we push, we’ll reach the Rivera estate in two days.”Mark nodded. “That’s if we do not get into trouble.”I pulled the blanket back up over my daughter. “We always run into trouble.”The first day of travel passed in eerie silence.The lush and dense forest surrounding us lay vas
Chapter 19: The elders gambitThe doors to the chamber slammed behind us with a finality that made ice crawl up my spine. My mother’s words settled on me like a noose around my throat.“The Elders have been waiting for you.”Ethan and Mark went hard, hands drifting toward weapons within the confines of their pants. In the freezing dusk of an October evening, I watched them leave tightly, their warmth the only thing to keep me grounded. My mother’s face was impossible to read, but my father’s expression seemed chiseled from a slab of stone, his eyes swimming in a shadow I couldn’t translate.My voice was the forceful one even though a tempest was wracking my insides as I took a slow step closer. “You knew this was coming.”My mother lifted her chin. “We always knew.”Anger flared hot in my chest. “Then why didn’t you let me know?”She didn’t answer. It was my father who did the talking. “Because some fate cannot be avoided, only endured.”A shiver ran down my spine. I had arrived here
Chapter 20: Into the AbyssThe tunnels swallowed us whole, and earth packed tight pressing down from all sides. The passage narrowed ahead, its walls dank with age, the air syrupy with the smell of moss and old stone. I was panting, heavily, but I willed myself to pay attention.Ethan was right behind me, still coated in Elders’ guards’ blood. Mark stepped slightly in front of us, leading us further into the maze, his gun drawn. The twins were silent pressed against my chest, their little bodies warm, their breathing the only thing keeping me anchored."How much farther?" His voice low, wary, Ethan asked.Mark glanced back. "Not sure. These tunnels are from the old wars, some lead directly to the river, some lead nowhere. We need to choose the right path.”Then I felt ill at ease. We were flying blind, and there was no guarantee we would get out. The Elders weren’t going to let us go that easily. And if we’d truly lost Bryan to the Order of the Forgotten, then we hadn’t just been runn
Chapter 72 – The AwakeningJessica’s body was weightless, floating between this world and another. This energy flowed in her veins as nothing she had ever known: primal, ancient, wild.Her wrists no longer ached. The burns had vanished, her skin as unmarred as if silver had never sullied her. But she knew better. She had experienced the pain, the torture. She had been tied up, powerless to struggle, could hardly breathe as her captors smothered her.And now?She was free.As she steadied herself, her breath came out in slow measured exhales. Lucian had run. Lucian had run from her. This man, who had tormented her, who had taken pleasure in her pain, had seen into her eyes and ran.Why?The question twisted tight in her mind, but just as she was able to settle into it, footsteps sounded in the corridor beyond.They were coming.Think, Jessica. Think fast.Her body may have healed, but she wasn’t naïve enough to believe she was invincible. Not yet. Whatever power had set her free, whate
Chapter 71: The Trap We Never Saw ComingEmerging from the dense thicket of woodland, bursting through brush, my objective flashed through my mind, in a sing song sort of chant, skull, skull, skull. Kade was standing next to me, his fingers clenched around my wrist, his body rigid and prepared for anything. Elias trailed closely, his customary smirk replaced by grim concentration. The rogue Alpha, Maddox, hovered just outside of range, his icy gaze scanning the trees as if he were expecting a brawl.Because something felt off.The air too still, the forest too quiet. My wolf paced restlessly under my skin, her instincts prickling with that special kind of warning that got the hairs on the back of my neck to stand on end.I swallowed hard. “Something’s wrong.”Kade nodded, his silver gaze sliding over to me. “I know. Keep moving.”But the feeling just got worse.With every step we took, the discomfort tightened like a spring in my belly.We were stepping into something, and it has felt
Chapter 70: Giving In To FateUnlike most of the time though—I was half the way through the black sticky forest when I felt the knot between Kade and me, deluging the space with the pulse of connection, thick and unyielding. Whenever I walked away, it pulled me back. It was all I ever wanted, and every time I tried to shove it down, to ignore it, the damn thing flared hotter, burning up my veins like wildfire. I hated it. Hated how my body reacted to him, hated how my wolf purred in response to his presence, how she wanted him regardless of what he was.Elias must have felt it, too, because he sighed dramatically behind us. “So, are we all just not going to acknowledge how you two are giving off enough sexual tension to burn this whole forest down, or —”“Elias,” I snapped, my patience already threadbare.“What? All I’m saying is, if you two don’t deal with this, like, soon, I’m going to have to step in and —”A growl ripped through Kade’s throat so fast, so savagely, that Elias actua
Chapter 69: Bound in Blood and FlameWe doubled up and ran through the very green forest, the plants meeting us and loosening up. It was sharp air, full of damp earth and pine, the wind cutting through my cloak as we staggered toward the unknown.We’d been running for hours at a punishing speed, which I didn’t mind at all. Every second I spent was another second closer to losing my kids.Kade jogged next to me, his silver eyes raking the shadows for threats. He made no sound, just concentrated, but I could sense him, a fire licking my skin. The mate bond throbbed between us, raw and undeniable, a tie neither of us had asked for but could no longer ignore.Elias matched me on my other side, the usual smirk gone. Even he knew the stakes now. The rogue Alpha—who’d finally introduced himself as Maddox—lagged just behind, studying us with inscrutable eyes.The tension was thick. We all knew what we were getting ourselves into.But we did not speak it openly.Not yet.The Moment the World C
Chapter 68: Tethered by Destiny, Severed by DesireKade’s utterance lingered between us, dense with unvoiced weight. Come back with me. Three little words, and yet they pierced like a knife to the ribs. My pulse thundered in my ears as I fought to suppress the heat in my chest, ignore the primitive fire burning all the more brightly in his silver gaze. I had run from one betrayal to another for years, had spent my entire life knowing how to survive without depending on anyone. Now fate was brazen enough to gift me a second mate? And not just anyone—Kade. An Alpha. A man I couldn’t afford to let into my life.I clenched my fists. “You do not get to demand this of me.”Kade’s jaw ticked. “No right? Jessica, you disappeared. No warning. No explanation. You gift me with a pack council on my heels defending you as you marched straight into rogue territory armed with a fucking dagger and nothing else but your stubbornness.”“I didn’t ask you to defend me,” I hissed, my voice slicing the air
Chapter 67: Into the Lion’s DenAs we drew closer to the river, the noise of rushing water grew louder, the current filament weaving between dense foliage like a silver snake under the moon.As Elias and I passed through the bank, we looked around. The air was heavy with the smell of damp earth, pine, and something else — something unnatural.“We’re almost there,” I gasped, the adrenaline surging.Humming, Elias rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah. Too close.”I frowned. “What do you mean?”He shot me a look. “I mean, we’ve been walking through rogue territory for hours, and no one’s tried to kill us yet.”I exhaled. “You sound disappointed.”Elias smirked. “Not disappointed. Just… suspicious.”I didn’t blame him.Rogues weren’t the sitting-waiting kind. If they knew we were coming — and I had no doubt they did — then why hadn’t they revealed themselves?I glanced at the area again, my wolf stirring under my skin.Something wasn’t right.As I stepped forward, a deep voice came from the
Chapter 66: On the Road to the UnknownThe fire was low, crackling quietly in the still night. The weight of exhaustion lay against my bones, but sleep just wouldn’t. Not when my brain wouldn’t shut up.Not when I saw my children’s faces every time I closed my eyes.Elias had settled easily into the rhythm, gazing into the flames with a dazed sort of concentration, but I could tell he wasn’t entirely at ease either. He was waiting. Watching. Not for threats — though those would surely come — but for me.He was there waiting for me to crack.I wouldn’t want to give him the satisfaction.Instead, I curled in tight at the knees and looked into the darkness past the firelight. The forest surrounding us was silent, but it was a deceptive kind of silence. The kind that listened.That waited.“We should leave at first light,” Elias murmured, breaking the stalemate of silence.I exhaled. “Agreed.”“Unless, of course, you’ve suddenly decided to head back.”I shot him a sharp look. “You know th
Chapter 65: A Mother's SacrificeThe fire crackled quietly and threw fluttering shadows on the trees. The night was quiet but my mind was anything but.I sat with my back to a fallen log, my cloak tightened around me, the flames dancing in my eyes. The heat barely reached the chill lodged deep in my chest.Because I allowed myself to think of them for the first time in days.My babies.My heart squeezed painfully at the vision of their little faces; I curled my fists.Their smell was still fresh in my mind — soft, new, unhindered by the world. The way they curled into me while they slept, the way their little hands grabbed for me outside of their understanding of what was happening.And I had left them.I had left them.Some nights, the guilt was unbearable.Like now.“Elias moved next to me, eyes fixed and unreadable on the fire. He had been quiet for some time, but I could feel his curiosity, how he was waiting for me to say something.I exhaled slowly. “They’re safe.”Elias looked
Chapter 64: An Uneasy PeaceThe meeting concluded, though the energy in the room did not.The council had no further quibbling, but its silence said a great deal. They weren’t convinced. They weren’t satisfied.They were watching.Waiting.For me to slip up. For me to prove them right.And I never doubted that when it came down to it, they wouldn’t give a second’s thought to turning on me.Elias walked beside me, his signature smirk still intact as we left the meeting hall. But I knew him too well now not to see the keen watchfulness behind it.“They didn’t say it,” he muttered, “but they still don’t trust you.”I exhaled. “I know.”He tilted his head. “And that doesn’t concern you?”I shrugged. “I don’t need their trust. I just need them to be scared of losing to me.”Elias let out a low whistle. “Now that’s the spirit.”We walked outside and the cool mountain air hit me like a breath of clarity. Kade was waiting, already, a few paces from the fortress wall, his silver eyes fixed on