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Walking away should have felt liberating.It should have felt as if finally closing a door that had remained ajar for too long.Instead, it felt more like being in the eye of a storm, awaiting the chaos to catch up.I had made it halfway across the training field when I noticed my hands trembling.Damn it.I doubled them into fists on my sides, trying to breathe my body down. I was fine.I had survived worse.I had survived him."Angel!"Kayden’s voice broke the night, pulling me from my thoughts.I turned just in time, right as he reached me, his sharp blue eyes scanning my face, searching. He initially didn’t say anything. He just looked at me.And somehow, that was worse.Because Kayden knew me.He knew every scar, every wound, every thing I buried with the elevation dust and spit, the things I tried so damn hard to hide.And right now?He could see everything."Did he hurt you?" Kayden’s voice was steady, but there was an edge to it—a tight, lethal promise.I let out a humorless l
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I should have walked away.I wanted to walk away.But I didn’t.Instead I stood there like a deer in headlights while Gabriel’s words draped themselves over my body like a delayed fire.“But then why do you still look at me as if this isn’t over?”My throat tightened.Because it wasn’t over.Not for me.Not for him.Not for us.I could deceive myself as much as I wanted, could tell myself I’d moved on, that I didn’t care, that the past was buried, my ears filled with dirt —The bond between us, though, had never really broken.It had frayed.It had bled.But there it was, no matter how hard I fought it.And Gabriel knew it.It is what he felt, as I did.“Say it,” he whispered behind me. His voice was low, rough. “Say you don’t feel it, and I’ll let you go.”I clenched my jaw.He was calling my bluff.Because he knew — he knew — that if I turned around right now, if I made eye contact with him, that would be it.I would shatter.I would shatter once more into a million pieces.And I co
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I continued walking until I was in the pack house, fingers digging into the edge of the sink in my bathroom, my breaths too fast, too shallow.I could still feel him.Even when we were separated by walls and even when my back was turned, the weight of Gabriel’s stare tugged at my neck, an imprint of his presence wedged into my brain like a brand I could not rub off.Why?Why now?Why, after all these years, after all the pain, after I had built a life without him, was he doing this?I closed my eyes tight, gripping the porcelain so hard, my knuckles turned white.I wanted to be angry.I wanted to hate him.But the truth — the ugly, brutal, terrifying truth — was that my anger wasn’t as powerful as it had been.Not when he looked at me like that.Not when his voice broke at every mention of my name.Not when he confessed he never stopped loving me.Damn him.Damn him for making me remember.For years, I had convinced myself that Gabriel Rennon never cared. That it had come easy for him
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Living without Gabriel was meant to be a piece of cake.I had done it before.For five years, I’d created a life in which he didn’t exist — in which his voice didn’t rattle in my head, in which his fragrance didn’t stalk my dreams, in which his rejection wasn’t a wound I kept reopening to see if it still bled.And yet, here I was, lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling, convincing myself that I hadn’t just splintered into a thousand pieces behind that goddamn door.I had done the right thing.I had walked away.Again.So why did it feel as though I had just lost everything?A loud rap on my door made me jump.I took a deep breath and forced my voice to remain steady. “What?”“It’s me,” Kayden said. “Open up.”I hesitated before dragging myself out of bed and unlocking the door.Kayden walked across the threshold, his blue eyes sizing me up frame by frame.“You look like shit,” he said plainly.I let out a humorless laugh. “That’s a theme that’s developing, isn’t it?”Kayden didn’t re
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Running wasn’t doing it anymore.Not when Gabriel was right there, golden eyes fixed on mine with that look — the one that sent my pulse spiking, the one that made my wolf skittish, the one that whispered we’d never really been over.And I hated him for it.Hated him for knowing me, for seeing me, for understanding the way I resisted this, even when I claimed not to care.Because the reality was I did care.I always had.I tightened my jaw, willing my voice to remain steady. “You think you know me, Gabriel?His lips barely twitched. “I do know you.”I scoffed. “Then you must know that I never stop. I don’t break. And I damn well don’t return to those who left me in the dirt.”A muscle in his jaw ticked. “You think I don’t know what I was doing?”I crossed my arms. “You’re only playing the tortured hero, Gabriel.He breathed out, dragging a hand down his face, exasperated. “I’m not trying to.”“Then what exactly are you doing?” I challenged.Gabriel stepped closer. Too close. His pres
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I didn’t look back.Not when his voice still hung in the air, low and rough and dangerous.Not when my heart pounded against my ribs as if it were trying to escape my chest.Not when every fiber of my being was urging me to turn back.Because I knew.I knew if I glanced at him again, I would break.So I did what I was trained to do.I walked away.And this time, I didn’t stop.I was shaking by the time I returned to my room.I shut the door behind me, leaning my back against the wood and taking sharp, ragged breaths."This isn’t over, Angel."His voice reverberated through my skull, racing in circles like some tempest I couldn’t escape.I pressed my eyes shut, angry at myself.I had let him get too close.Again.And worse?I had wanted to.I sucked in a breath, running my fingers through my hair. I needed space. I needed air.From him.Before I forgot the reason I had hated him for all those years.A knock on my door had me snapping my head up, the rest of my body going tight.No.I w
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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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The creature’s roar shook the air, a sound that clawed at my nerves and made my teeth ache. It was massive—bigger than any wolf, its form a grotesque blend of muscle and shadow, with limbs that bent wrong and eyes like burning coals. My heart slammed against my ribs as I gripped my blade, the bond with Lucian screaming in my chest—stay, fight, protect. Running wasn’t an option, not with him facing this thing head-on.Lucian moved first, diving low to slash at its flank, his blade sparking against its hide like it was made of stone. The creature snarled, swiping with a claw that caught his shoulder, tearing through leather and drawing blood. He grunted but didn’t falter, rolling clear as Killian swung his staff, aiming for its head. The hit landed with a crack, but the beast barely flinched, its gaze locking onto me.“Angel, move!” Killian shouted, but I was already dodging as it lunged, its claws gouging the earth where I’d stood. I scrambled back, my side throbbing, blood seeping thr
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The clearing was a graveyard of chaos—torches guttering out, bodies strewn across the blood-soaked ground, the air thick with the metallic tang of death. My side burned where claws had torn through, each breath a sharp reminder of how close I’d come to not making it. Lucian’s arm stayed around me, steadying me as we staggered toward the hall, the pack trailing behind in a ragged, weary line. The bond between us pulsed, raw and insistent, grounding me even as my vision blurred at the edges.Killian limped ahead, barking orders to the trackers—secure the perimeter, check for stragglers. His voice was hoarse but firm, like he was holding himself together through sheer stubbornness. I knew the feeling. The adrenaline was gone, leaving only pain and a nagging sense that this wasn’t over, no matter how dead Veyra was.Inside the hall, the warmth hit like a slap, the fire roaring in the hearth. Pack members who hadn’t fought crowded in, their faces pale, questions tumbling out. Lucian raised
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The cheers of the pack still echoed in my ears as Lucian and I stepped off the platform, the cord still binding our hands, the bond thrumming like a live wire between us. The torchlight danced across his face, casting sharp shadows over his jaw, and for a moment, I let myself feel it—the weight of what we’d just done, the wild, unsteady rush of it. The pack pressed in, their voices a roar of celebration, but something gnawed at the edge of my senses, a prickling unease I couldn’t shake.Lucian felt it too. His grip on my hand tightened, his body shifting subtly, like a predator catching a scent. “Stay close,” he murmured, his voice low enough that only I could hear.I nodded, my free hand brushing the hilt of the blade at my hip. The ceremony was over, the mark sealed, but the night felt unfinished—too charged, too fragile. The crowd parted as we moved toward the main hall, Killian falling in beside us, his grin fading as he caught Lucian’s tension.“Trouble?” he asked, his voice casu
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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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Sleep didn’t come easy. I drifted in and out, caught between the ache in my body and the tangle in my head. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ragnar’s scarred face, heard Killian’s warning, felt Lucian’s hands on me—steady, warm, too real. By the time the first light crept through the window, I gave up, rolling out of bed with a groan. My muscles screamed in protest, but I ignored them, splashing cold water on my face from the basin in the corner. The mirror showed a mess—bruises darkening my arm, a scab forming on my lip—but I looked alive. That was something.Downstairs, the hall was already buzzing. Pack members milled around, voices low but urgent, piecing together what had happened in the night. I caught snippets— Bloodfangs, ambush, Ragnar’s death —and felt their eyes on me as I passed. Not hostile, not anymore, but curious, maybe even respectful. I wasn’t just the outsider now. I’d fought with them, bled with them. It shifted something, and I wasn’t sure how to feel about it.
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The aftermath was a haze of exhaustion and adrenaline, the kind that leaves your bones heavy but your mind buzzing. The Bloodfangs’ camp was a wreck—tents torn, fires smoldering, bodies scattered across the clearing. The air stank of blood and smoke, sharp and acrid, clinging to my clothes. I wiped my blade on my pant leg, the motion automatic, my hands still shaky from the fight. My lip throbbed where Ragnar had hit me, and every breath stung, but I was alive. We all were.Lucian stood a few feet away, barking orders to the trackers—secure the perimeter, check for survivors, gather anything useful. His voice was steady, but I caught the tension in his shoulders, the way his fists clenched when he thought no one was looking. He’d killed Ragnar, ended the immediate threat, but I could tell it wasn’t over for him. Not yet.Killian slumped against a tree nearby, wrapping a strip of torn fabric around the gash on his arm. He caught my eye and flashed a tired grin. “You look like you could
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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
