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11. Trust.
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Craving the wolf 12. The calm before the storm.
The next two months blurred together in a strange rhythm of normalcy and chaos.By day, I lived my life as Alexis Sullivan, the responsible wife, the efficient office worker, the hunter pretending everything was fine. I smiled, laughed, kissed James goodbye in the mornings, and clocked in at the Vidor headquarters like nothing was wrong.Working has Gabriel's personal assistant, glancing at each other during working, having lunch together and talking about hunters and werewolves in secret.By night, I slipped away.Out the window, down the fire escape, careful not to wake James.I would meet Gabriel under the broken streetlight on Eighth and Willow, sometimes he was already there, leaning against the wall, arms crossed, his smile soft and secret just for me.We trained hard. Gabriel didn't let me slack, didn't let me get away with half-effort. He pushed me, challenged me, tested every boundary I had.And yet, it never felt harsh.It felt freeing. Because with Gabriel, I didn't have to
Last Updated : 2025-04-09Craving the wolf 13. The storm.
I didn't stop sneaking out. If anything, I stopped feeling guilty about it.I told myself as long as I didn't cross the line, as long as I didn't do anything with Gabriel I would regret even though I know I wanted to it was fine. I could still be Alexis Sullivan, I could still be James's wife. And still have this.I slipped into the night like it was a second skin, my boots silent against the cracked sidewalks. Gabriel always found me first, smirking like he knew every thought in my head."Ready to get your ass kicked?" he teased one night, tossing me a training dagger. I caught it easily, spinning it in my fingers."In your dreams," I shot back.There were moments, when he pinned me against the wall or caught me by the waist to stop a blow, and we would just stay there, breathing hard. But I never crossed that line. Neither did he. I respected him for that but it also made me want him more.Over the two months, full moon came and went. We had been ready. Silver rounds. Silver blades
Last Updated : 2025-04-11Craving the wolf 14. Take me.
I drove without thinking, hands tight on the steering wheel, the city blurring past my windows. James's words still echoed in my head. I had never felt so hollow, so stripped bare.The only person I wanted to talk to, the only one who might understand, was Gabriel. My fingers trembled as I fumbled for my phone at a red light. I hit his number without even thinking, he picked up after one ring."Alexis?" His voice was rough, alert, like he could hear the panic bleeding through my silence."I..." I swallowed. "I want to talk to you about something, lets meet up,"There was a pause. Then, warm and certain, "We are not due for another training session for now but yeah. I just got home. Texting you the address now."A second later, my phone buzzed. I stared at the screen, a flood of emotions crashing through me.Guilt. Fear. Longing.I needed to be somewhere that didn't make me feel like I was breaking apart. I turned sharply at the next intersection, following the directions he sent. Gabr
Last Updated : 2025-04-12Craving the wolf 15. The ride to war.
I didn't know how long we lay there, wrapped up in each other. Gabriel's body was warm and solid against mine, his hand tracing slow, lazy patterns over my back. The weight of him, the smell of him, cedar and skin and sex, it grounded me in a way I hadn't realized I needed.I tucked my face against his chest, breathing him in. For a while, neither of us spoke.There was no need.But the words eventually clawed their way up my throat, demanding to be said. "James and I... it's over," I whispered into the silence.Gabriel's hand stilled on my back. "What happened?"I pulled back just enough to see his face. His expression was calm, open.He wasn't pushing me.He was listening."I caught him," I said, voice low and raw. "Today. With another woman. In our bed."Gabriel's jaw tightened, a flash of anger darkening his eyes, but he didn't say anything. He just waited."I confronted him," I went on, picking at the edge of the blanket. "But he, he twisted it around. Said he knew I was sneaking
Last Updated : 2025-04-13Craving the wolf 16. Blood and steel.
We fought our way to the Silver Order headquarters, blood spraying across the cracked stone. I moved like I was born for this.Every dagger strike was precise. Every throw of a silver blade found its mark.The training I'd done with Gabriel, the relentless drills, it all paid off.I ducked under a swinging claw, driving my dagger deep into the werewolf's gut and twisting.It howled, collapsing in a heap at my feet.I barely spared it a glance, another came at me, taller, faster but I was faster still.I spun low, slicing its hamstring, then buried my second dagger under its ribs. It fell with a wet grunt.Breathing hard, I whirled around, expecting to see Gabriel fighting at my side but he wasn't fighting. He wasn't even touching the wolves.They circled him, growling, snapping, but none of them laid a claw on him and he didn't lay a finger on them. They hesitated when they got close.Gabriel walked through the battlefield like a ghost, untouched, unharmed.I tightened my grip on my k
Last Updated : 2025-04-15Craving the wolf 17. Almost Midnight.
The hall felt too small for the fight unfolding in front of me. Victoria and the General clashed like gods, fists meeting flesh, bone cracking under pressure, snarls and grunts echoing off the stone walls. I'd seen plenty of battles, I'd fought in them But this? this was something else.The General struck first, swinging a heavy punch that could have shattered a skull.Victoria ducked, slid beneath him like a dancer, and came up hard, her metal arm slamming into his ribs with a sickening crunch.He howled and staggered back, spitting blood. "Come on, puppy," she growled, circling him. The General roared and charged.They collided again, brutal and fast with no hesitation, no wasted movement.Victoria fought like she'd been born in war, all instinct, experience, and rage barely leashed.I stepped in, blades ready, heart pounding.I had to help.I darted behind the General, aiming for a clean shot to the back of his knee.But just before I struck, Victoria was already there grabbing the
Last Updated : 2025-04-16Craving the wolf 18. The ninth.
For one breath of time, everything slowed. The courtyard buzzed with movement, hunters sharpening blades, checking weapons, bandaging wounds. Smoke curled into the sky like war-torn ribbons. The moon hung higher now, fat and full and watching.Gabriel stood beside me, quiet. Still. His eyes never stopped moving but mine were only on him.We hadn't spoken since the battle ended, his arm brushed against mine as we stepped out of the main hallway together, into a quieter stretch of stone behind the command tower.I exhaled slowly, the chill biting at my bloodstained skin.Gabriel looked at me then really looked like he was memorizing me."You scared me back there," I said softly. "You didn't even flinch when he came at you."He smiled faintly. "He was never going to touch you." I stepped closer before I even realized it, my hand brushing against his chest."You've been holding something back," I said. "You keep saying 'later.' You said you'd explain. I don't even know what you are."Gab
Last Updated : 2025-04-17Craving the wolf 19. The price of power.
Victoria didn’t hesitate.The moment Alexander stepped into view, she turned sharply, surveying the field of hunters with eyes like sharpened blades."Everyone into squads of five!" she shouted. "Pick a target and drop it fast! These aren’t grunts, they’re enhanced generals. You stay solo, you die."Her voice was thunder, and the hunters obeyed without question, moving quickly across the rubble and forming tight clusters.She spun toward Sarah and me."Hold back until it’s chaos. Then pick them off from the sides."Sarah cocked her rifle and gave a single nod.I gripped my blades tighter, adrenaline buzzing under my skin.All around us, hunters were pulling out syringes, small black vials filled with silver-threaded liquid.They jabbed them into their necks or arms, eyes flickering brighter as the enhancements kicked in, muscles twitching, breaths deepening, stances sharpening.A hunter beside me punched straight through a chunk of concrete just to test his strength.Another moved so
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Craving the wolf 26. No more words.
Gabriel stood beside the table like a storm behind a glass wall still, silent, but charged.The moment he stepped into the restaurant, it was like the temperature dropped ten degrees. His eyes flicked between me and James, pausing for half a second longer on James's hand still hovering near mine.He didn't say a word at first, just that quiet intensity he carried like a second skin.Then, finally, Gabriel's voice cut through the tension."Alexis. We need to leave. Now."There was no urgency in his tone, just authority. Finality.I turned toward him, ready to speak, but James pushed back his chair and stood up, chest puffing slightly."Hey man," he said, brows furrowed. "Can't you see we're talking?"Gabriel's eyes narrowed. Slowly like a panther sizing up another predator, he stepped closer to James.Not rushing. Not posturing.Just existing in a way that said: You do not want this fight.And James... didn't back down.Not yet.I stood up between them quickly, heart racing. "Stop. Bot
Craving the wolf 25. What's left between us.
A second message came in. "Remember our favorite restaurant? Let's meet there tonight."My breath hitched. That place 'The Fox & Fern' was where we used to go on our anniversaries. Where he proposed.The moment was delicate and loaded. And he chose that spot.I sat down slowly, placing the phone on the table like it was made of glass.Gabriel was across from me in seconds, his focus razor-sharp."What exactly did he say?"I handed him the phone. He read both messages, lips pressed into a firm line. "And what do you want?" he said after he finished reading the messages."I want to make sure he's safe," I said quietly. "Even after everything, I don't want him caught up in this. And the place he chose, it's crowded. Public. The Order wouldn't risk making a move out in the open. Not in a place with witnesses."Gabriel's expression softened slightly. "You want to go?""I need to. Even if it's nothing. Even if it's stupid. I have to see for myself."His gaze dropped to the phone again. "The
Craving the wolf 24. A name from the past.
When Sarah finished explaining she lingered in the doorway longer than I expected.Her hand rested on the frame, her rifle slung over her back like it had always been a part of her. "I'll see what more I can find out," she said, voice cool and composed as always. "Victor's smart, but he's not invincible. He's arrogant. And arrogance always leaves cracks."I stayed quiet, watching the way the light from the morning sun caught in her blonde hair, making her look like some war-worn angel wrapped in matte-black combat gear. She had fought beside me, saved my life, and now... she was going back into the lion's den."Why?" I asked softly, the question escaping before I could swallow it down.Her eyes met mine. "don't get it twisted, I'm not doing this for you. I'm a hunter and I cant have a traitor in our midst," She continued as she stepped outside the room. "currently you are the only one I can trust seeing that your being falsely accused."She gave me one last nod, then turned and disapp
Craving the wolf 23. Branded as the traitor.
Sarah's words echoed through the room like a death sentence. He wasn't just careless, he wasn't just absent, he was the traitor and suddenly, the silence inside me wasn't calm, it was a roaring void, pulling memories into it like a storm sucking debris into a tornado.I blinked at Sarah, heart pounding. "Victor...?" She gave a slow, knowing nod. "He's the only one who could've pulled it off. The formula, the timing, the trust..."But I barely heard her now because my mind was unraveling everything I thought I knew and replacing it with what was real.He was always there after every meeting with Victoria, he was outside the door like clockwork. I used to joke he had a sixth sense about where I was. He'd say things like, "I just wanted to see how it went," or "You looked tense, I figured I'd check in."Always casual. Always concerned.I remembered the night I asked to meet him in secret. No comms, no trace because the information I had was too sensitive. I trusted him with that location
Craving the wolf 22. The traitor.
I finished the tea slowly, letting the warmth fill the hollow ache in my chest. My body still felt fragile like a shell of what it had been but my mind was waking up, catching up.Gabriel sat quietly beside me, he wasn't calm and Gabriel Salvador was never not calm."What happened to me?" I finally asked, setting the empty cup down."I remember... pain. Then everything went dark." Gabriel exhaled through his nose and rubbed the back of his neck. "You almost died, Alexis."The words hit harder than I expected. He looked down at his hands. "That vial... it was wrong. Something in the formula. You started rejecting it within hours. Your body seized. Fever spiked. Every cell in you was screaming like it was being rewritten and unraveling at the same time."I swallowed. My fingers curled into the blanket covering my legs. "I tried everything," he said, and his voice cracked. I looked up sharply, Gabriel never let his voice crack."Werewolf blood. My own. The old protocols from Vidor Indust
Craving the wolf 21. The escape.
I blinked through the haze of pain and dust, barely able to lift my head. Gabriel stood in front of me, his back arched. I knew that stance, I'd seen it before the night I almost died in the forest. The night Dante Salvador saved me and now, as he looked at me, my bloodied, failing body crumpled behind him, I saw the same rage flash behind his golden eyes.Alexander charged at us but before he could reached where I was Gabriel met him in his tracks.Gabriel slammed into Alexander with a roar, claws colliding with claws, their bodies crashing like gods at war.Gabriel's fists tore into Alexander's chest, sending him staggering but Alexander came back harder, faster. They exchanged blows that would kill a normal man a dozen times over.Fur flew. Blood splattered the ground. Their snarls shook the very walls around us and then... the earth cracked again.From the rubble nearby, a shadow rose, not just a shadow Victoria.She erupted from the debris, her eyes wild with fury, blood drippin
Craving the wolf 20. The apex.
Blinding, white-hot pain tore through my stomach as Alexander’s boot slammed into me, sending me flying like a rag doll.I hit the stone wall so hard it cracked, breath exploding from my lungs as my body crumpled to the ground. My vision blurred, a buzzing in my ears as darkness tried to pull me under.I could barely lift my head. What did he mean " you used his batch?"Gabriel froze. Staring at me. Blood dripping from his lip. Hands shaking.And then...Something inside him snapped.It started in his chest, his ribs expanding, cracking open with sickening pops as his spine arched, vertebrae stretching. His skin split in thin glowing lines that pulsed like molten silver before his fur burst through.His scream was not human. It echoed across the battlefield like a demon being born.Muscle stacked over bone, growing, shifting. His arms elongated, claws ripping through his fingertips like blades of midnight steel. His jaw cracked open wider than it should’ve, teeth lengthening into perf
Craving the wolf 19. The price of power.
Victoria didn’t hesitate.The moment Alexander stepped into view, she turned sharply, surveying the field of hunters with eyes like sharpened blades."Everyone into squads of five!" she shouted. "Pick a target and drop it fast! These aren’t grunts, they’re enhanced generals. You stay solo, you die."Her voice was thunder, and the hunters obeyed without question, moving quickly across the rubble and forming tight clusters.She spun toward Sarah and me."Hold back until it’s chaos. Then pick them off from the sides."Sarah cocked her rifle and gave a single nod.I gripped my blades tighter, adrenaline buzzing under my skin.All around us, hunters were pulling out syringes, small black vials filled with silver-threaded liquid.They jabbed them into their necks or arms, eyes flickering brighter as the enhancements kicked in, muscles twitching, breaths deepening, stances sharpening.A hunter beside me punched straight through a chunk of concrete just to test his strength.Another moved so
Craving the wolf 18. The ninth.
For one breath of time, everything slowed. The courtyard buzzed with movement, hunters sharpening blades, checking weapons, bandaging wounds. Smoke curled into the sky like war-torn ribbons. The moon hung higher now, fat and full and watching.Gabriel stood beside me, quiet. Still. His eyes never stopped moving but mine were only on him.We hadn't spoken since the battle ended, his arm brushed against mine as we stepped out of the main hallway together, into a quieter stretch of stone behind the command tower.I exhaled slowly, the chill biting at my bloodstained skin.Gabriel looked at me then really looked like he was memorizing me."You scared me back there," I said softly. "You didn't even flinch when he came at you."He smiled faintly. "He was never going to touch you." I stepped closer before I even realized it, my hand brushing against his chest."You've been holding something back," I said. "You keep saying 'later.' You said you'd explain. I don't even know what you are."Gab
