### Chapter 23Hadzen and Hannah trained in a clearing, the morning sun filtering down through the tree canopy to light up their sparring practice at every slight shift of light: challenge, mistrust, and something unspoken now hanging in the air.Hadzen circled Hannah, his eyes fixed, almost unfocusing. Every move he made seemed deliberate, calculated, as he sized her up, his gaze unyielding. "Your balance," he said in a tone that brooked no argument, "is everything. Without it, any opponent will find an opening.".Her footing shifted, serious concentration etched into her features as she attempted to replicate his shape. She settled down, her eyes snapping with a flicker of determination as she strained on every word, each lesson. Her muscles burned from the exertions, each repetition building on the last, but she held her ground, refused to allow the gnawing exhaustion upon her limbs show.He just watched, arms crossed, his face unreadable. Although she was improving, he remained al
There, in the hallways of Hampton University, the first bell rang through the crowded walkways as the day sprang to life. Hannah pushed through throngs of students with her bag slung over one shoulder. Her mind was already running over the details of her schedule. She had managed to settle into the rhythm of classes, but there was always this lingering feeling that she was somehow out of place. Here, among the crowds of people who would lunch upon her if they knew she was here; here, where she had to hide every shred of her true self, every strength, every instinct particular to herself.The whispering in her belly today made today no different, except for it. Hadzen would always tell her to listen for the whispers, the tightening wound in her chest she tried to push away."Hey, Hannah!" a familiar voice called out from behind her.Hannah turned to see Dylan hurrying through the hallway toward her, his face brightening at the sight of her. She couldn't help but smile; he had become a
As the sun slid beneath the horizon, stretching the shadows down upon the earth, Hannah saw Dylan leaning against the school gate, looking relaxed. He looked up and smiled the moment he laid eyes on her.He stepped off the gate and walked beside her, "On your way home?" he asked.Hannah nodded. "Yeah. Well, I just thought I'd cut through to save some time getting home.".Dylan's eyebrows shot up with a telltale twinkle of amusement. "The shortcut? Through the forest?"She shrugged. "It's faster, and I could use a walk after today."A mischievous glint sparked in his eyes as he stretched out his hand toward her. "Come on, then. I'll walk with you. Besides, I've never seen your wolf before. maybe tonight's the night.".Hannah laughed at his outstretched hand, looking just a little hesitant. "I don't know. I haven't seen myself transform yet."Dylan smirked, holding his hand out in a dramatic gesture. "So then what is it that you're waiting for? Let me give you a little tour of your own
That afternoon Hannah spent in the training area, sunlight filtering through the trees to dapple them on the ground. Maxine had scheduled a family training session for that day, eager to help her and Hadzen sharpen their skills in Eclipse abilities. Truth be said, Hannah was still working with wolf transformation; however, all techniques Maxine and Hadzen seemed to master with ease needed to be mastered themselves by Hannah.Hadzen, as always, stood a few feet away, his arms crossed as he regarded her with a calculating, almost distant gaze. It hadn't taken him long to slip back into guarded mode, given the relatively small period of direct experience shared by them both and the raw emotion of the previous night. Hannah tried to ignore the sting, but part of her reached out for the warmth she'd briefly glimpsed before he turned cold once more.Maxine demonstrated the correct posture to them for one of the moves. "Stay focused, Hannah. This position needs precision and balance. Hadzen,
Knock knock.Hadzen released a deep sigh, his irritated gaze flicking towards the door. He had not planned on visitors and certainly not at this hour. The alarm clock situated on the wall read after midnight, and he had looked forward to an unusual hour of undisturbed peace after a rather harrowing and long day. Still, the knocking continued, soft but insistent, and pulled him back into reality."What manner of blockhead is this hammering at this hour?" he groaned softly, his lips uttering the words with irritation as he stood up to the door and pushed it open.He flung open the door, not expecting to find Hannah waiting on the doorstep - her face etched in anxious yet determined features. She held a tray in her hands bearing two mugs of milky liquid under steaming vapors, the effluvia of warm, sweet milk filling through the door.Hannah, he said, more statement than question, his surprise hidden beneath his usual stoic face.Sorry to bother you, brother, she started softly, with a hi
I woke the next morning groggy and restless. Everything had seemed different after the talk with Hadzen last night. Despite my best effort, I'd had no sleep, and my mind had stayed locked on Hadzen's words, his cold demeanor, and the pain that seemed hidden beneath the silence. I wished to understand him, to try to cross this divide that was between us, but instead, I left in even greater confusion.As I went down the stairs, the fragrance of breakfast soaked all my senses with the warmth of laughter and voices. Walking into the dining room, I found my dad, Trevor, and Aunt Coreen sitting around the table quietly chatting amongst each other. Although Dylan's mom, Aunt Coreen was technically married to my mom, so we were only relatives by marriage. She was always a little confusing, but there was something warm that made her seem almost family despite the snarled web of relations.Mom stood by the counter, her face softened by a gentle smile as she prepared plates for everyone. She loo
Elisse leaned forward, her eyes glinting with excitement as she peered at me over her tea. "You look stressed," she declared, her fork twirling lazily as she picked at her food.I forced a smile, brushing it off. "I'm fine, Elisse. Really."Her eyes narrowed, as though she didn't believe me for a second. Then, out of the blue, her face lit up with an idea. "Gotcha! We need a night out—a party!"A… what?" I blinked, surprised.She snatched my hand before I could protest, and practically dragged me upstairs. "Come on, let's get you into something fabulous. Tonight, we're getting you out of this rut!" She flung open my closet and began rummaging through my clothes."It's perfect," she exclaimed, pulling out a silver silk dress that I barely recognized. She held it against me, her grin widening. Exceptional—too exceptional. It shone as light shined on it, material like silk, soft and expensive-looking, showing more than I was used to its high slit and delicate neckline.I mumbled, my chee
Hadzen walked down the hallway in silence with Hannah clinging to him, her head resting against his shoulder like she didn't care about anything in this world. She mumbled softly slurred and almost incomprehensible. Her breath stank of alcohol, and he let out a sigh of frustration as he could only imagine she had more than one drink at this party.Damn it, Hannah," he muttered to himself, shifting her weight a little as he proceeded down the hallway toward her room. "Of all nights to get yourself plastered.".By the time he finally arrived at her door, he tried to open it only to realize that the door was locked. Under his breath, he cursed at not wanting to raise a rumpus through the middle of the night to find the spare key. His patience was thin, and now he didn't want to deal with a lock."Fine, plans changed," he muttered, turning on his heel to head towards his room. "I guess you're staying in my room tonight." Far from ideal, but not his choice. Inside his room now, he eased h
The glow of the ancient door receded into the darkness, and the power left it was like a protective shield over those gathered in the clearing. The door swung all the way open and a voice thundered through the silence. "Hannah!" Maxine's voice stabbed with worry; her silhouette on the dim light of the doorway.Hannah spun, and tears streamed down her face as she saw her mother step into the clearing, flanked by Alpha Alph and several members of the Hampton pack. Their presence intimidated her: strength pulsed out in waves."Mom!" Hannah called out, her voice breaking as she stumbled toward Maxine.The smirk vanished off Ronald's face the moment he laid eyes on them. He slid back one step and his boldness crumbled at the sight of a pack. His eyes darted between Maxine and Alph, the ferocious leaders who made even the sturdiest foes bend over their knees."Dammit," he cursed under his breath. With no hesitation, he ordered to the few wolves left, "Retreat!The wolves scattered like shad
The night cast an eerie stillness in the forest, but the crimson glow of the full moon was radiant as it hung low in the blood-stained sky. Its wide face cast creepy shadows on the forest floor, and the air was heavy with an impending sense of doom that neither Hadzen nor Hannah could ignore."Let's just wait here," Hadzen muttered, breaking the tense silence. His voice was gruff, his eyes fixed on the distant horizon. "We don't want to go back to that crazy woman." Hannah glanced at her brother, perplexed. "What are you talking about?"Hadzen's jaw clenched as he let out a frustrated huff. "Amara," he said begrudgingly, his mind flashing all too briefly back to her earlier antics. Her sudden kiss had caught him off guard and made him annoyed and more than a little flustered. "You know what she did earlier… never mind. It's not important."She gazed at him questioningly, then decided not to inquire any further. There was something in Hadzen's stance and the far-off look in his eyes t
The dimly lit room in the Hampton mansion was full of solemnity. Ancient artifacts in the pack's history surrounded Alpha Alph as he stood before the pedestal that housed the key. It was no ordinary key—the design was intricate, engraved with symbols of unity and strength, and it radiated a faint, mystical glow.Alph stared at it, feeling the weight of the decision crushing down on him. This was the key that could open the gates of Hampton - they had been the gates securing their territory for generations. Once opened, though, they could never be closed again: the magic that bound the gates was total; the decision was irrevocable.His hand floated over the key. **Was it the right decision?** He knew what the consequences of opening the gates meant: to let the world come in, making his pack vulnerable to enemies such as Leo. But the eclipse essence was close to awakening; Maxine needed every advantage to safeguard it.Alph's mind swirled. He could not fail her. He could not fail the fa
The moon was heavy in the sky, its silvery radiance pouring across the scorched land where Hannah and Hadzen waited. Charged air imponderable held its breath. Hadzen stood against jagged rock, his sharp eyes ranging across the ground, every muscle in his body tense. He didn't trust silence. Silence was dangerous-a precursor to chaos. Hannah sat beside him, her arms wrapped tight around her knees, eyes pinned on the door to Hampton. She could see it looming there, ancient and unyielding, its runes faintly glowing in the darkness. Hours had passed, yet no sign of the barrier opening showed in the distance. Her chest was tightening with frustration and helplessness. Hadzen's impatience she could feel like a storm, brewing up beside her. Hadzen finally broke the silence, his voice sharp and cold. "How long are we supposed to sit here? This isn't going to open itself, Hannah gazed at him but said nothing. She really had nothing to say. How would she know? That she didn't know? That she
The quiet streets of Hampton slumbered in a soft, golden light as sunset fell, old cobblestones painted with shadows. Sonia stood in the front yard of her small house, twisting the hem of her dress round and round with her fingers as her heart thudded in her chest. Across from her stood Dylan, his presence commanding and steady as always, except tonight his warmth seemed absent."You told Hannah about the human world, didn't you?" His voice wasn't loud, but the disappointment in it struck harder than any shout.Sonia looked away, guilt pooling in her chest. Her words felt small as she spoke. "I… I didn't mean to make things worse."Dylan's brow furrowed, and for a moment, he said nothing. That silence made her fidget, her fingers twisting harder at the fabric of her dress. "You do realize what you've done?" he asked finally, breaking the quiet. "Hannah already questions everything: her memories, her identity. The human world is just another baffling addition."I know!" Sonia's voice c
Quiet streets of Hampton slumbered in a soft, golden light as sunset fell, old cobblestones sketched with shadows. **Sonia** stood in the front yard of her small house with its ivy bed. She worriedly twisted the hem of her dress in her fingertips as her heart thumped in her chest at the uninvited visitor before her: **Dylan**.She'd always been that way, with the shaggy hair, warm brown eyes, and that easy smile that seemed to make the world feel lighter. He was, secretly, everything she kind of admired. Today, however, there had been no smile. Instead, his eyes were all tangled up in worry and disappointment, twisting something inside her."You told Hannah about the human world, didn't you?" Dylan's voice was low, but there was a note of reproach that cut deeper than she had expected.Sonia's shoulders slumped, and she swallowed hard, a guilty feeling creeping over her. She'd thought that surely no one would hear, that she could keep this slip of the tongue to herself. But here stood
Storm clouds hung over Hampton, heavy and thick with an ominous darkness, as if nature herself had paused for breath at what was to come. The night approaching had a heavy smell of wetness; Alpha Alph stood before the entrance of his stronghold with hands clenched at his sides. His look, normally unremitting, was marred with worry as tension strangled the air.Beside him, **Maxine** was as disturbed. She stood tall, but a trembling in her hands belied the fear that she was fighting to keep at bay. Her eyes, golden like the rising sun, were fixed on the horizon, where the moon began to rise. The light that filtered through the clouds had a reddish tint-an ominous sign of the coming Eclipse.They're not back yet," she said, breaking the silence. Her voice was tight and raw with worry. "Hadzen and Hannah… they're still out there and the Eclipse is coming. If we can't bring them back in time…With a sharp exhalation, Alpha Alph's jaw worked: he was fighting to keep his own voices back. "T
### Chapter 59: Fragments of the PastThe darkness of night was making the forest grow darker, shadows stretching long and thin across the mossy ground. Hannah breathed softly. The mist of her breath was visible in the cold air. Every rustle of the leaves or crack of the twig went through Hannah like a shiver of anticipation. Her senses felt heightened, her nerves raw, as though the very forest was holding its breath.They had walked for what felt like hours, the silence between them heavy but not uncomfortable. Hannah's thoughts churned- replaying it all: The argument, the kiss she'd witnessed, and just how Hadzen had reached out and pulled her away from it all. His grip still gentle, even now, though he'd released her once they were far enough to have perhaps avoided the whole debacle.Hannah swallowed, staring at the back of Hadzen's head. His jaw was clenched, and his eyes were focused forward, but his brows creased across his face in concern. It was as if he could feel the tempes
The faint light in the luxurious mansion thrown by Amara made long shadows on the walls, and the room spun a little as she entered the **sala** stumbling under the grip of half an empty bottle of the expensive whiskey. The earlier argument with Ralph was still echoing in her mind. The sorrow and frustration of hurt played in her mind as a broken record that would not let her sleep. She had made him go home, needing to be left alone, needing to douse herself in the numbing abuace of alcohol.Amara crashed onto the plush velvet couch, her designer dress rumpled and makeup slightly smudged. She forced a laugh, took another swig, this time savoring the burn as it chased the ache in her chest away. "Screw it," she muttered under her breath, then fell back on the couch and closed her eyes.The muffled footfalls made her crack an eye open. It took a moment in her haze to process what she was seeing. **Hannah** and **Hadzen** were moving almost silently towards the front door, their movements