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The second my lips touched his, the world halted.There was no pack watching. No past between us. No pain. No mistakes. No years of silence and regret.There was only him.Only us.Gabriel’s body went rigid against mine, his breath hitching, but the moment he registered what was happening, he lost his mind.He wrapped me tighter in his arms, those huge hands sliding down to my waist, holding me as if he feared that I would vanish. He kissed me back — ferocious, hungrily, like he had been starving for this, for me, for years.And maybe he had.Maybe I had too.I didn’t think. I didn’t hesitate. I didn’t fight it.I poured myself onto him, drowned in the taste of him, the heat of him, the claim of his body into mine as if it had always been his place.Like he belonged there all along.And damn me — it was like home.A sharp inhale. A low growl. His hands curved tight, his mouth shifted over mine as though he’d never stop.And I let him.Until—A throat cleared loudly.I tore free from G
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The weight of Gabriel’s words hung between us in the air, a burden I couldn’t shake."This was never over."I wanted to argue. I wanted to tell him he was wrong, that we ended the day he rejected me, that five years made us nothing but ghosts of what we could have been.But I couldn’t.Because deep down, at the part of me I tried to ignore, I knew he was right.And that terrified me.I made myself take a step back, wanting distance, wanting air. "I told you, Gabriel. I need time."Something unreadable flickered in his golden eyes. "And I told you—I’ll wait."I sighed heavily, raking a hand through my hair. “What if I don’t want you to?Silence.Then his voice — low, steady, determined. "Then tell me to leave."I swallowed. "Gabriel—""Say the words," he murmured. “You tell me you don’t want me here, and I’m leaving.”I opened my mouth.I tried.But the words wouldn’t come.Because they would be a lie.Gabriel’s gaze softened. "That’s what I thought."I clenched my fists. “You’re a pom
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It should have felt like surrender to give Gabriel a chance.As if I were returning to a war I’d fought and lost.Like flaming myself just to check if he’d catch me this time.But standing there, looking into those golden eyes, watching the way his breath stuttered at my words—It didn’t feel like capitulation.It felt like power.Because this time, it was my choice.”Not fate’s.Not his.Mine.Gabriel nodded, slowly, as though he couldn’t believe what I had just said. His lips parted a hair, his chest hitching too fast, like he was inhaling each syllable, like he gleaned every unspoken truth behind my words.“One chance,” he said again, voice gruff.I tilted my head. "Don’t make me regret it."A ghost of a smile passed across his face. "I won’t."I swallowed. "Good."Silence stretched between us.Thick. Unyielding. Familiar.And terrifying.Because what the fuck had I just done?After five years of running, after five years of telling myself that Gabriel Rennon was nothing more than
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I wasn’t ready.Not for Gabriel. Not for the strain between us. Not for how my body still responded to him like it didn’t spend the past five years trying to learn how to live without him.But life did not care what I was prepared for.Because by noon Michael had called a mandatory pack meeting in the courtyard.And that’s when everything got turned upside down.(some were warriors standing in disciplined rows who whispered to one another) and it was before my arrival and was already crowded.I scooted into place next to Kayden, raising a brow. "What’s all this?"He sighed, arms crossed. "Visiting Alpha."I frowned. "Since when?""Since two hours ago. You’d have known if you weren’t sulking somewhere after your little sparring match with your mate.”I scowled. “To start with, he’s not my friend. Second—"Kayden smirked. “You didn’t deny the sulking part.I rolled my eyes, but before I could say anything, a hush descended on the crowd.Michael was standing at the front; he looked tense
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"Because I still love you."It was like a freight train hit me with the words.Like some storm I hadn’t been expecting.Like a trap I had walked directly into.My breath caught, my body tensed as I stared at him, at Gabriel — at the man who had once loved me, at the man who had spent years ignoring I was alive, and now — suddenly, suddenly —He was standing here, making this statement.”I exhaled slowly, squeezing my voice to remain steady. "You don’t get to say that."Gabriel’s jaw clenched. "Why not?""Because it’s too late."His golden eyes burned. "It’s not."I let out a sharp laugh. "Five years, Gabriel. Five years of nothing. Five years of silence. You think you can just—erase all of that with three words?”Gabriel let out a huff and ran his hand through his hair. "I know I can’t. I know I fucked up.""Fucked up?" I repeated, scoffing. "That’s putting it mildly."His glance burned with frustration. “Then tell me what to do, because I’m holding out. Tell me what it will to take
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“I remind you who you really belong to.”Gabriel’s words held there between us, thick and weighted, in a way that made my chest tighten and feel smothered.I should have slapped him for saying that.I should have walked away.But instead, I just stood there, staring into those damn golden eyes of his and feeling the heat in them, the raw possession, the fire he’d tried to bury for fucking years.And now?Now he had wanted to reclaim me.As if he hadn’t already torn me to shreds.Like he hadn’t been the one to send me away in the first place.I drew a sharp breath, forcing my face into something frozen, unreadable. “You don’t get to say that, Gabriel.”His jaw tightened. "It’s the truth."I scoffed. "It’s your truth. Not mine."His fists were clenched at his sides, his whole body taut. "You’re mine, Angel. You always have been."I laughed.Sharp. Bitter. Cruel.“That’s funny because five years ago, you didn’t think so.”Gabriel recoiled, as if the words had hit him.Good.Let him exper
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Gabriel’s lips collided with mine, hot and relentless, a war all on its own — war I hadn’t consented to, war I should have pushed away in a heartbeat.But for one moment, I didn’t.For the briefest moment, the way my body melted into the heat of him, the primal claim of his fingers digging into my waist, the smell of him — smoke and pine and something that was his alone — engulfing me like a looped belt.Then reality slammed into me.I pulled back hard, pushing him so violently he took a step back."What the hell was that?" I spat, my voice like a razor, trembling with rage — and something else.Gabriel’s golden eyes burned. "You know what it was."I wiped my mouth, furious. "You don’t get to do that!"His breath was slow and controlled, hands clenching into fists at his side. “I had to clarify something.”I scoffed. "To who? Lucian? The pack? Yourself?"Gabriel’s jaw ticked. "To you."My stomach turned, but I pushed the feeling aside.I laughed—sharp, humorless. "That’s rich. You tre
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Lucian had just declared war.And Gabriel was prepared to give it all up in protest.The tension was thick, choking, a razor’s edge waiting to snap.I had witnessed Gabriel angry before.But not like this.Not with his wolf under grated, his body humming with pure rage, his golden eyes pinned on Lucian with a lethal gleam.Lucian?Lucian had a smirk, totally unfazed, because he’d wanted this.He’d been prodding the beast, waiting for Gabriel to break.And it was working.Gabriel’s breathing was sharp, his fingers twitching at his sides as if he were one heartbeat away from lunging for Lucian’s throat.Lucian sucked in a breath, tipping his head. "Careful, Gabriel. You don’t want to make a fool of yourself in front of all these visiting fleets, right?”Gabriel snarled.And that’s when I realized—We weren’t alone anymore.A crowd had formed.Other warriors. Pack members. And more importantly—Alphas.And now, they were witnessing the Moon Crescent Pack’s Alpha slip the reins on me.”I c
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The decision hung in the air like smoke after a fire—lingering, heavy, impossible to ignore. I’d said it, and Lucian had accepted it, but as I left his study, my stomach churned with a mix of resolve and dread. Together. It sounded solid, final, but it didn’t erase the questions clawing at me. What did this mean for us—for me? I’d spent so long fighting the pull of him, the pack, this life. Now I was stepping into it, eyes open, and it felt like jumping off a cliff without knowing how deep the drop was.The next morning, the compound buzzed with a different energy. Word had spread—whispers turning into murmurs, then full-on conversations. The ceremony was on, set for tomorrow night under the full moon. I caught the glances as I walked through the hall—some wary, some relieved, a few even warm. It was strange, being seen like this, not as the outsider or the fighter, but as something more. Lucian’s mate. The title still sat uneasy on my shoulders, like a coat that didn’t quite fit.I f
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The forest was eerily quiet after the Bloodfangs’ retreat, the kind of silence that presses against your ears and makes every rustle feel like a threat. Killian sat propped against the tree, his breathing ragged, his wrists still bound with coarse rope. Lucian loomed over him, a storm of tension radiating from his frame. I stood a few steps back, my blade still in hand, my mind spinning with Killian’s words. *They want you most of all.*“Why me?” I asked, my voice cutting through the stillness. It came out sharper than I meant, but I didn’t care. I needed answers.Killian’s head tilted toward me, his bruised face catching the faint light filtering through the trees. “Because you’re the key,” he said, his voice rough but steady. “The Bloodfangs don’t just want revenge on Lucian. They want control—over this pack, over the region. And you? You’re the leverage.”Lucian’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t interrupt. His eyes stayed locked on Killian, dark and unreadable.“Leverage for what?” I
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The growls multiplied, rippling through the trees like a wave of menace. My grip tightened on the blade, the cold steel grounding me as the shadows took shape—hulking figures, eyes glinting in the pre-dawn gloom. Bloodfangs. At least a dozen, maybe more. My stomach lurched, but I shoved the fear down. I’d faced worse odds in the training circle. This was just… bigger.Lucian stepped forward, his presence a wall of barely contained fury. “Get ready,” he muttered, his voice low and steady. The trackers fanned out, forming a loose semicircle around us, their own weapons drawn or claws extended. The air crackled with tension, every breath sharp and deliberate.A figure emerged from the pack—a tall, wiry man with a scar slashing across his left cheek. His eyes were a pale, unsettling yellow, and the smirk on his face made my skin crawl. “Lucian,” he drawled, his voice dripping with mockery. “Didn’t expect you to come running so soon. Thought you’d send your dogs first.”“Ragnar,” Lucian sa
