Ralph's hands dropped back to Amara's waist, his lips tracing her neck as he tried to draw her back into the excitement of the moment. But Amara's mind was a far cry from the thrill of their secret tryst. The stark image of Winter's colorless face, the empty look in her mismatched eyes, flashed before her once again and made her shiver involuntarily."Ralph, stop!" She pulled away again, pacing to the other side of the room, her hands clutching her head. "You didn't see her up close like I did. It was her—Winter. I know it was. She looked… changed, but it was her. I'm sure of it."Ralph slumped his head forward onto the back wall, frustration visible on his face as he watched her, rolling his eyes. "Amara you're overthinking things. That girl in that convenience store? She is just some street chick. Winter is gone-she is probably lying in some ditch in that forest if people ever bother looking for her.".Amara shook her head again, trying to keep her voice from shaking with fear. "You
Hadzen sat on his balcony, watching her slip quietly out of her room once again, silhouette barely visible in the moonlight. A nightly ritual it had become, each time, heading in the same direction, to the edge of Hampton grounds where only wolves like them could see the hidden exit."She's up to something," Hadzen murmured, his eyes narrowing. He felt a growing sense of suspicion and curiosity over her nightly excursions. Something about her didn't seem right; not the way it used to be between them. He never entirely trusted her sudden return, and her strange behavior only deepened his doubts.He would, this night, end the mystery. Without a sound, he swiftly and silently out of the room, moving fast in his soundless footfalls to pursue her route. His senses were honed; his glance and keen observation turned razor-sharp as he tracked her - rushing through the darkness like a fox lest he be caught.As they neared the door, Hadzen gritted his teeth. "Does she even know that we're not a
Silver moonlight cut through the silent forest as Hadzen paced, eyes narrowing at the implacable portal that would not yield. He clenched his fists, fighting back the tide of irritation that welled within him."Fuck! I told you not to take your own steps, Balthasar said, edging his voice with icy disdain. "Now look what you've done. We are stuck here."Hannah recoiled at his words, her heart hammering with guilt. She folded her arms around herself as if to keep off the chill of his scorn. "I'm sorry, Hadzen," she whispered quietly and remorsefully. "I just. I wanted to come here and find something important.".Hadzen's cold blue eyes narrowed on her, watching the smallest twitch of her face. His frustration was palpable, an unyielding force that made the air thick. "This is the only door to Hampton, his voice low and bitter. "It doesn't just close on its own. It's not supposed to lock. Do you realize what this means?He strode closer, his form looming over her, his presence as unyield
"Let's go somewhere safer," Hadzen ordered, his voice cold and authoritative, slicing through the tense silence like a blade. "Follow me, and don't do anything stupid.""Y-yes, Hadzen," Hannah replied, her voice hardly above a whisper as she followed close on his heels. It was as if the darkness of the forest were heavy enough to smother, the shadowy branches writhing around them like some sort of living tendrils. Her gaze tracked his back, solid comfort in a world that suddenly seemed far more menacing than she had ever dreamed it would be.Hadzen leapt forward, frustration coursing underneath his protests. His jaw muscles flexed as he muttered to himself, "Dammit. We shouldn't have done this." The portal to Hampton was sealed; and growing unease began to gnaw at him. That wasn't how it was supposed to be, and terribly wrong was definitely all that it was .His mind ran; he tried to think of a way, some way to open the portal. They cannot stay here for much longer; it was too dangero
"Get those clothes," Hadzen told him, pointing a ham-fisted finger at a pair of oversized pants and a baggy shirt that hung loosely over a fence at the back of a small, dilapidated house on the outskirts of the forest. The clothes were too big, were creased badly, and he probably would have hated them if he'd ever had a chance to like anything. His voice was cold, without even a suggestion of patience.She hesitated, her glance jumping between the clothes and her brother. She didn't like sneaking around, though the house seemed quiet enough. She obeyed, pushing the creaking gate open, dashing to grab the clothes, and then hurrying back to hand them to Hadzen, who snatched them wordlessly."Dammit, this place really sucks," Hadzen muttered, shoving his arms into the oversized shirt and pulling the pants on. He fastened them as best he could, though they hung loosely on his lean frame. He looked at himself, scowling.Happy?" he drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. The loose-fitting
The evening air was filled with smells of fried street food and fresh-washed clothes hanging on the clothesline. It was a new world and yet so familiar to Hannah. Her eyes ran over with wonder, and she near bouncy on her toes as she took it all in, the thriving human town as bright as could be with colorful market stalls lining the street, vendors shouting out specials, the sizzle of grilled meat threatening to drown out the sweetness of pastries. She beamed as they walked past the small boutique, her attention caught by the fashionable outfits in the window."Hadzen, look at that!" she exclaimed, pointing at a shimmering dress. "Everything here is so different, but it kind of reminds me of the Hampton. I mean, some of the clothes and foods. the pack used to bring some back, right?"He gave her a cold, sideways glance. His features set in stone, he walked alongside her in silence until he finally sat down on a bench nearby, releasing a deep sigh that indicated he'd had about enough. H
The air grew cold. The distant thrum of traffic and the occasional murmur of people walking by created an atmosphere. Streetlights spilled pools of golden light onto the quiet street where Hadzen and Hannah now stood. Hannah was slowing down, stumbling on a loose cobblestone, catching herself with a wince. She sighed, exhausted, rubbing her throbbing foot."Hadzen," she muttered, her voice barely audible. "My feet. I can't walk anymore."He regarded her, his pale blue eyes narrowing slightly. He did not utter a word but instead glanced at her face; her eyes drooped down with tiredness, her hair clung to the shining forehead that was covered in thin ridges of sweat. His jaw clenched hard, but he did not scold her. Instead, he motioned toward a bench that sat nearby."Sit there and rest," he barked, his voice tough but not ungentle. Hannah nodded happily and shuffled over, dropping down onto the wooden bench. The moment she lay back, her body let go of all tension, and her eyelids close
The car slowed to stop before a grand mansion; stone façade drenched in golden light by the ornate fixtures that ran along the length of the driveway. Amara stepped out first, heels clicking confidently against the marble steps. She looked round at Hadzen and Hannah, who emerged from the car with a fatigue embrace around them both.Get yourselves comfortable," Amara said, sweeping her hand wide as she ushered them through the enormous double doors. Inside, it was lavishly appointed, high ceilings being set off with sparkling crystal chandeliers, marble floors under the lighting gleaming to perfection. Portraits of Amara's family dotted the walls, and the house gave off airs of money that bordered on ostentation.The maid bustled around preparing a grand dining table, full of all manners of dishes: roasted meats, steaming bowls of soup, crunchy salads, and freshly baked bread. The smell rose high, making Hannah's stomach growl loud, despite the previous steamed buns meal. She caught Am
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