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The hum of the jet’s engines is a low, constant vibration beneath my feet, filling the cabin with a muted white noise that does little to calm the storm in my head. Outside the window, the world is a blur of dark skies and faint stars. My chin rests heavily on my palm, my eyes unfocused as I stare into nothing. The faint scent of leather from the seats mixes with the sterile air of the plane, but it feels distant, like everything else around me.I tell myself I took this business trip because it was important. Necessary. But that’s a lie. The truth is, I needed to run. I needed to get away. And while what happened with Lynette isn’t the only reason, it’s the one weighing most heavily on my mind.She knows I’m Kassian.The thought sits in my chest like a stone, heavy and suffocating. It’s almost laughable—something I didn’t realize until hours after fleeing her house. It wasn’t until I replayed the scene in my head for the hundredth time, each detail etched into my mind like a scar, tha
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I watch the crowd swallow her, my heart battering against my ribs like a trapped bird. The air feels heavier with each passing second, the smell of sweat and people thick around me, and my palms are clammy, slick with a nervous heat I can’t shake. My legs, locked in place moments ago like iron pillars, suddenly feel unsteady beneath me, trembling with urgency.Move.I force one foot forward, then another, until I’m sprinting. The world around me becomes a blur of motion and sound—voices rise and fall like a chaotic symphony, the shuffle of shoes against pavement grating against my ears. I shove past people, their startled protests barely registering as the bond pulls me forward, searing my chest like molten fire. It’s a warning, a promise, a curse all at once. If I don’t reach her, if I let her slip away, this fire will consume me.“Damn the goddess,” I mutter under my breath, teeth clenched. Damn this bond. Damn everything that makes me want her. Fenrir growls low in my mind, his prim
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I arch a brow, trying to suppress the smile threatening to break free. “I am. Is that a problem?”She blinks at me, her skepticism clear. “I’m talking about you, in the kitchen, making dinner. Not ordering takeout. You can cook?”I hesitate, the question hitting a nerve I hadn’t expected. My mouth opens, then closes as I debate how to answer. The memory of her asking me—just the other night—what I loved doing in my spare time flits through my mind. I couldn’t answer then, too ashamed to admit the truth. But now, with her standing so close, looking at me with curiosity that borders on wonder, I feel my defenses crumbling.Cooking. It’s not a big deal to most people, but for me, it’s everything. My childhood dream was to be a chef, to lose myself in the art of creating something beautiful, something that brought joy. Even when my life spiraled into violence and chaos, I clung to that dream, nurturing it in the quiet moments when the world wasn’t looking. But admitting it to her feels lik
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“Lynette,” I say softly, interrupting her rambling. My voice is quieter now, steadier, though my own emotions threaten to betray me.She glances at me, her smile faltering for just a fraction of a second before she catches herself. “What?”I shake my head, forcing my expression to remain neutral. “Nothing,” I say, leaning back against the seat. “Just making sure you’re aware of a thing called food death.”Her grin returns, but it’s a little softer this time, a little less blinding. She focuses on the road, and I turn my gaze to the window, watching the city lights blur past. My mind races, torn between the warmth of her presence and the ache of knowing I’ve hurt her, of knowing she’s still carrying the weight of it.She’s just as anxious as I am, and it’s written all over her. The way her shoulders stiffen, the way her lips press together in a thin line, the way her fingers fidget with the hem of her jacket—she’s holding herself together, but just barely. I can feel it, as real and hea
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Her question punches through the warm stillness of the car, and I freeze, my body stiffening as the air grows unbearably heavy. My thoughts scatter, frantic and uncontrolled, as her words echo in my mind: Who’s responsible for Rowan’s death?The question is a blade, sharp and merciless, cutting through the fragile balance I’ve been clinging to since this all started. My fingers twitch, gripping my knees as if anchoring myself to the seat will somehow stop the panic clawing its way up my chest. For a moment, I can’t breathe, my lungs refusing to cooperate, and the soft hum of the engine feels deafening.I glance at her, but her eyes are fixed on the road ahead, her knuckles white against the steering wheel. The sunlight streams through the windshield, lighting up her features—the sharp line of her jaw, the way her frosty blonde hair shimmers like spun gold. Even now, with tension pulling her shoulders tight, her beauty is disarming, otherworldly. But her ocean-green eyes, anxious and g
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I can still feel the hollow ache from that day, the way her absence echoed in my chest. She ran so far, even relocating to another country. She got a restraining order, made it clear that I was nothing but a nightmare she wanted to forget.The only mercy she gave me was her silence. She never told anyone what I was. She took my secret to her grave.But her death still haunts me.I look down, my gaze falling to my hands, trembling slightly as the weight of the past constricts in my chest. I see her face in my mind, smiling one moment, then disappearing in the flames that took her life. Fenrir’s voice breaks through the haze. “You didn’t cause that, Kassian.”“She wouldn’t have been in that country if it weren’t for me,” The thought claws its way through my mind, as the hum of the engine fills the silence. The warmth in the car feels stifling, pressing against my chest like a hand wrapped around my lungs. “If I hadn’t told her, she wouldn’t have run. She wouldn’t have been in that fire.
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My throat tightens painfully, guilt crashing over me like a wave. I want to say more, to fix the crack in her voice, but the words stick, heavy and immovable. I glance at her hands again, noticing how her fingers clutch the wheel just a little too tightly, her knuckles pale against the black leather.“Lynette,” I say softly, my voice barely above a whisper. “Park the car first.”She doesn’t argue, doesn’t say a word. The car glides into a space near the house, the engine quieting to a low rumble before she switches it off. For a moment, neither of us moves. The air feels thick, heavy with unsaid words and emotions.Her hands fall from the wheel to her lap, and she turns her head slightly—not toward me, but toward the window. Her body is tense, her posture rigid, and the scent of her sadness—of her fear—grows stronger, filling the small space between us.My chest aches as I watch her, the sunlight catching the faint sheen of unshed tears in her ocean-green eyes. She doesn’t look at me,
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The meadow stretches endlessly before me, a vast sea of wildflowers swaying with the gentle rhythm of the wind. I’m sitting on a small rise, my knees pulled tightly to my chest, arms wrapped around them, as if anchoring myself to the serenity of this place. The sun bathes my skin in warmth, its golden light soft and soothing, while the breeze whispers through the air, rustling the flowers in waves that look like an endless, rippling ocean of color.I close my eyes and inhale deeply, letting the scents wash over me—a blend of sweetness, earthiness, and something distinctly alive. It’s intoxicating, grounding me in a way that feels like this meadow was made just for me. The soft fabric of my cream-colored dress brushes against my legs as I lower them, the georgette featherlight and almost teasing against my skin. I lean back, pressing my hands into the soft earth for support, and tilt my face to the sun. The warmth sinks deeper into me, and I let the soft hum of the breeze fill my ears,
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Across the room, Kassian remains unmoving. His mind is a haze of static, his thoughts tangled in a thick web of denial. He watches them press their hands against Lynette’s lifeless form, listens to their frantic attempts to revive her, but none of it registers. She’s not dead.She’s just… sleeping.She’ll wake up soon. She has to.Something deep inside him pulses, hollow and aching. The mate bond—the once-constant hum of connection—has been severed, leaving behind nothing but a vast, unbearable emptiness. He feels it, deep in his soul, but he refuses to acknowledge it. Because if he does—if he admits, even for a second, that she’s really gone—he won’t survive it.His hands twitch at his sides, clenching and unclenching as his thoughts spiral.How do I live without her?How does he wake up every morning without hearing her voice? Who will roll their eyes at his brooding and call him dramatic? Who will compliment his cooking but vehemently love it more than anything? Who will read him li
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A quiet hum drifts through the dimly lit office as Oliver methodically sorts through scattered documents, the faint scent of paper mixing with the lingering traces of Kassian’s scent. Outside, the day is still, save for the distant chirping of birds, a stark contrast to the turmoil that has haunted this place for days.He steals a glance at Kassian, sprawled across the worn leather couch, his chest rising and falling in a slow, steady rhythm. There’s something almost childlike about the way he sleeps—completely at ease, his face unburdened by the grief and rage that have shadowed him since Ryker’s death. Oliver can count on one hand the number of times he’s seen his cousin sleep, and never once has it been so peaceful. Before, it was always fitful, his brows drawn tight, his body tense, as if even in slumber, he fought unseen battles. But now… now he’s at rest.A warmth spreads through Oliver’s chest, satisfaction curling around his heart like a protective shield. Justice has been ser
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It’s a good day to die.The thought crashes into my mind, and I immediately regret it. Worst possible time for jokes, Lynette.My breath is shallow, my pulse hammering against my ribs like a desperate prisoner trying to escape a cage. The scent of damp earth and pine needles fills my nose, and it almost feels as if I can perceive my own fear.I step back cautiously, my slippers sinking slightly into the forest floor, soft moss cushioning the impact. My eyes dart over my shoulder, scanning for any possible escape routes. Nothing. Thick trees enclose the area like silent spectators, their gnarled branches twisting above, casting jagged shadows in the fading sunlight. Even if I did run, what were the odds I’d make it?Slim. No—nonexistent.Panic grips me with icy fingers, tightening around my throat. My mind screams for a way out, some way to call for help. If only I had a mental link like Kassian did with his pack—something, anything to let him know I’m in danger. But I don’t. The best
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The quiet hum of the AC fills the office, cold air whispering through the space, blending with the faint rush of wind from the open window. Somewhere in the background, the coffee machine lets out a low gurgle. The silence is heavy. Oppressive. It settles around us like a second skin, thick enough to suffocate.I want to say something. I want to fix this. But the words lodge themselves in my throat, tangled between the fear of hurting him and the desperation to pull him back before it’s too late.Then, warmth.A gentle pressure over my fidgeting hands, stopping their restless movements.I jolt slightly at the unexpected contact, my heart skipping a beat. Kassian’s hands are warm—so warm—completely engulfing mine as if he’s trying to ground himself through me.I look up at him, breath catching at the raw emotion on his face. The sadness, the exhaustion, the fear—it’s all there, painted across his features in shades of grief and torment. His amethyst eyes, dulled with sorrow, meet mine,
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The hallway outside Kassian’s office is eerily quiet, the usual buzz of the pack absent. The air smells of old parchment, ink, and something heavier—like exhaustion and fading traces of stress-induced sweat. I take a deep breath, steadying myself before rapping my knuckles against the door.“Knock knock, it’s me!” I call out, my voice deliberately cheerful, a singsong lilt added for effect. A wide smile stretches across my lips, but inside, I’m anything but lighthearted.It has been over a week since Kassian defeated his father, and everything has changed. The pack. The leadership. Him.At the pack’s request, he revealed the truth—the real Rowan Draven had died long ago, and Kassian had been living in his place. Doubts lingered, of course. Murmurs of suspicion slithered through the media, but the CCTV footage he once hid sealed the truth. Footage proving he hadn’t been anywhere near Rowan’s death. That was the easy part. After all, back then, Kassian had dyed his hair black.I didn’t
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My mother stared back with wide, horrified eyes. Her lips parted, trembling, unable to form words. Then the scream that tore through her throat, so raw it sent a shiver down my spine even now, years later.She lost her mind in that moment. And in that moment, she lost everything.The gleam of the blade was the last thing I saw before she pressed it to her throat and dragged it across her skin.I remember the gurgling sound, the way the air filled with the thick, metallic scent of blood. I remember her collapsing, her body convulsing. The life draining from her eyes.And I remember him. Ryker, my so-called father, standing there. Watching.He rolled his eyes.And then he turned his back and walked away.He never turned back when I ran after him, my screams tearing from my throat as I begged him to save her. He never cared.And neither did anyone else.The pack didn’t mourn the loss of their unkind and selfish Luna. No one spoke of the pain she endured. No one cared about the woman she
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Lynette’s fingers tighten around my forearm before she lets go, stepping forward. My muscles tense instinctively, my gut twisting. What is she doing?“Lynette,” I murmur, leaning toward her, my voice low, questioning. Her sudden change of topic throws me off, her choice of words even more so. She knows what she’s doing—she has to. But why?She doesn’t look at me, but I see the way her shoulders rise and fall in a deep breath. “Trust me.”My throat bobs, and I force myself to nod, even as unease prickles beneath my skin.Then, she shifts her attention back to my father, her head tilting. “You know,” she begins, almost casually, “I thought my father was the worst man alive. But I stand corrected. Turns out, he’s top-tier garbage, while you, Ryker, take the spot of F-rank waste.”A beat of silence. Then—a strangled noise from the crowd. I hear the sharp inhale of people struggling to keep their composure, the barely stifled coughs that are most certainly hiding laughter. Even the guards
