Hannah's P.O.V I opened my eyes, arms stretching towards the air, feeling some weird mix of tension and lethargy. At least so it was during the morning when bright sunlight continued toward my window. My memories were still vague. I didn't remember falling asleep last night. The chamomile tea Mom had given me to help with the persistent headaches had worked, but I was still groggy. I could vaguely remember her saying in my head, You have to go to Hampton University today, Hannah. It's time you caught up on all you've missed. Thinking back to a life I couldn't remember either stirred up uneasy thoughts in me. As I grabbed my towel, I fled into the bathroom, hoping that a shower might wash away some of the nervous energy from my veins. As I stood beneath the flow of water, I reached up and ran my fingers through my long hair-it was nearly waist-length by now. "I need a cut," I could see myself saying aloud as I looked in the mirror, its surface foggy. My hair was growing
Hannah's P.O.V I just still have not managed to get rid of that unsettling feeling from this morning. This drowsiness in my head feels as though something wants to break into it, and something wants to come to the light from the deepest part of me. There is a certain kind of pressure inside my mind, the one which is alien to me, and the feeling becomes stronger with every recollection of the woman who touched me on the face. Her smile was bad. Her coming brought shivers across me, yet I could not understand why. Twelve noon came and with it, our professor, Ms. Irine, dismissed us for lunch. The hallways were full of students chatting, laughing, and moving in groups—groups I didn't belong to. I was wandering aimlessly around the university, hoping to find a quiet spot to sit. Everywhere seemed loud, full of life. I walked for nearly fifteen minutes, but I still hadn't seen Hadzen, which wasn't unusual, but somehow it bothered me that day. The thought of him seemed to le
Hannah's P.O.V Stood there, in the hall, thinking. The corridors of university were quiet and seemed to be creaking under their own weight; no stir of students and professors moved to take their rightful seats, only a soft stirring of the fluorescent lights above. Today was different, heavier, like storm brewing and I walked right into it. I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be walking toward Dr. Philip's office, but here I was, my feet moving me closer to something that I really couldn't avoid. As I reached just outside his office, a voice suddenly called out behind me. "Hannah!" I turned on my heel to see Sonia—a fellow student, passed on campus to whom I'd never really spoken. She was always keeping to herself, and most of the students avoided her, but there seemed to be something in her face today. She had desperation; urgency, which couldn't be ignored. Sonia was hurrying towards me, her eyes slid furtively round the vacant hall as if she feared being noticed.
Hannah's P.O.V I couldn't shake the weight in the air between Hadzen and me. The hallway felt too long, the silence too loud. His cold stare was like a wall I couldn't climb. I needed to say something, anything, but the words tangled in my throat. " Hadzen, I— " I began, but his voice cut through mine. "You don't understand, Hannah," he said, sharper than I'd ever heard him. "You're too easy to fool. Do you even know the danger you put yourself in?" I flinched. Guilt gnawed at me. I wasn't clueless, but I couldn't deny the truth in his words. "I didn't mean to—" "That's the problem." His eyes, dark and unforgiving, pinned me to the spot. "You didn't see it coming. You never do." A flush of frustration heated my cheeks. I hated the feeling of smallness with him, as if I needed to be protected. "I wasn't walking around blindly," I muttered, though I knew it sounded weak. "I thought—" "You thought," he repeated, his voice hard. "You think you know how to handle this, b
Hannah P.O.V. My last class had already ended at sunset when I managed to get out. The exhausting over-emotional day finally ended for me stepping out of that classroom and onto the long pathway to the university gate. At the same time, my thoughts remain broken and scattered as I walk along. There was a quiet murmur of other students leaving for the day which narrowed in the background noise. Then, I heard the familiar honking of a car from afar, pulling me out of my reverie. I caught an eye to the left where I saw Dylan waving at me, a broad grin on his face. He was parked just across the street, gesturing for me to come over.Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw another car—Hadzen's. That mass-produced, angular structure was enough of a giveaway, but his grim, stoic expression spoke for itself from across the parking lot. Of course, my brother sat there in silence, always watching me, never judging."I'm gonna drive you home today," Dylan yelled, rolling down the window and f
*Hannah's POV*There was this stretch of silence between me and Hadzen as we walked down the hallway, and every step of mine became heavier. I wanted to thank him, to somehow reach past that ice distance he kept between us, but every word I thought to say seemed to get itself all tangled.Just as I'd opened my mouth to try once more, a cheerful voice cut through the tension: "Hannah! Here you are!" I swiveled to see Elisse approaching, her brown hair swinging and a happy smile on her face. She had a kind of speed walking, like she was supposed to be somewhere, but her attention was on us—or, rather, on Hadzen."Oh, and look who's with you!" She practically bounced up to him, ignoring his distant expression as she came closer. "What a rare sight, the twin siblings together!" She winked at me before nudging him. "Hadzen, you never told me you'd be escorting her around today."Hadzen sighed, his jaw tightening slightly. "Elisse, it's not what you think. We were just leaving."Elisse only
*Hannah's P.O.V.* The days following seemed to be part rhythm-think new, but think also old-all at once, an odd feeling of familiarity mixed with discomfort, like I was in a place I couldn't call home. The grounds, where the pack lived, the strict routines, even the distant looks from other pack members-all these things, I was now expecting, even though I didn't fully understand them. But no matter how hard I worked at being part of the family, there was always a sense of separation: like I was standing outside some family portrait in which I had no place. I woke this morning and walked toward the edge of the woods, an urge to be alone had compelled me from bed. I wanted to break free from these inquisitive eyes that kept tossing around questions through silent debate. Wind wandered through pines and damp soil, a comfort, reminding me that there had to be something else beyond the boundaries of this pack, something unchanging and steady. "Thought I'd find you here." I turned to se
Hannah's P.O.V.The sun was starting to peek through the leaves, casting spotty shadows across the training grounds. I had been awake for a while already, so when I heard Elisse's voice calling me over, I knew it was time to get moving. We headed out to meet a group getting together by the river for a round of sparring drills. The air was crisp, carrying that earthy scent mixed with some pine-forest scents pretty prevalent here.As we walked Elisse chirped away with all the brightness of her voice, while my thoughts were still all wound up in that conversation with Hadzen yesterday. His words had been like prickly thistles; they reminded me of how much distance he kept between us. But Elisse, full of spirit and energy, was a boon distraction; she seemed determined to be keeping me smiling, breaking walls around me open with her infectious humor."So, any plans to finally corner your dear twin brother and demand a heart-to-heart?" she asked, her voice going teasing as she nudged me pla
She closed her eyes tight, felt the stab running through her chest by his claws and the warm spreading blood from her across to his ground below. In reality, Winter's line was blurring, though gritted she would let Leo go nowhere.Hadzen's heart stopped. He saw the whole scene. His mind screamed at him to get up and stop Leo. He could not do that, however. He was stuck in his place by the view of Winter's blood seeping from his body to the floor. In him, anger began to well but panic superseded it."No!" Winter's faint voice barely reached his ears as he snapped out of his paralysis. She coughed, the breath shallow. "Hadzen… get out of here… run…"Hadzen's legs began moving at a force that he couldn't control. He moved forward with a mind screaming desperately, "Winter!Leo looked up, his cold stare meeting Hadzen's. For a moment, they locked gazes, a silent challenge between them. But Leo didn't back down. His hand remained deep in Winter's chest, drawing out the power of the Eclipse
The blood moon deepened, casting an eerie glow across the window of Winter. It bathed her room in crimson light. Hadzen stood by the window, his sharp gaze fixed to the sky, his golden eyes reflecting the ominous red hue that the moon was assuming. Something was wrong. This air felt heavy, charged with unease, and his instincts screamed of danger. It felt unnatural to see how the light spread across the land, like a warning he alone could hear. He had felt this sort of dread before—a feeling of knowing tragedy was about to hit. His jaw clenched up as his fists closed up by his sides.He told himself, This isn't right. This is a sign.He could not resist it; the pull was too great, and he needed to return to the only place that held all the answers-the heart of Hampton. Now, he realized that the chaos he dreaded was no longer an eventuality but rather something that was already in process.Hadzen turned his face from the window; he relaxed his eyes because of what he saw-lies on the be
As they stood in front of the modest suburban home, which had a calm appeal due to the fading blue paint on the shutters, Winter’s pulse raced. After exchanging anxious looks, one of her two pals, Crisa and Maris, reached out and pressed the doorbell. Winter’s chest constricted as the bell reverberated throughout the home. She had no idea what to anticipate. She could hardly recall her time here, much less the individuals she may encounter.The woman in her late thirties emerged as the door swung open. Her tired eyes grew wide as they met Winter’s, and her dark hair was pulled back in a loose bun. Her palm gripped the doorframe as though to steady herself, and her lips parted in a wordless gasp.“Winter.”With tears in her eyes, the woman’s voice broke. Unsure of what to say or do, Winter stood motionless. It was hard to ignore the intensity emanating from the woman, even though her face was unfamiliar.“Mom?” Winter hesitated, the word unfamiliar to her.The woman sprang forward and
The air in Hampton was heavy, the weight of decisions and revelations pressing down on Winter as she stood by the edge of the forest. The towering trees, their roots steeped in ancient magic, seemed to whisper warnings. Leaving the wolf’s sanctuary meant venturing into a world she had only glimpsed through distant memories—a world that neither embraced nor understood the Eclipse essence she now unknowingly carried.Hadzen stood beside her, his presence grounding her. His sharp gaze scanned the horizon, his usual stoic demeanor softened as he glanced her way. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice low, laced with both worry and resolve.Winter tightened her grip on the straps of the bag slung over her shoulder. “I have to be. I need answers, Hadzen. About who I am… about what happened that night.”He nodded, his jaw tightening. “Then I’m coming with you. Whatever we face out there, we face it together.”Winter’s heart fluttered at his words, but she kept her emotions in check.
As they strolled in quiet, the group was bathed in dappled light from the morning sun that filtered through the thick forest canopy. Winter followed Hadzen, her mind still jumbled from the night they’d spent together. She couldn’t deny the throbbing warmth in her heart, which was a maelstrom of perplexity and shame. It was difficult to control the feelings that threatened to overtake her because of the constant cadence of Hadzen’s steps in front of her, which was both consoling and agonizing.“Winter.”Her reverie was interrupted by Hadzen’s forceful yet gentle voice. His keen eyes scanned her face as he paused to walk next to her.“You haven’t said anything.”She shrugged, avoiding his eyes. “I have a lot on my mind.”A slight smile twisted Hadzen’s lips. “You’ve never been adept at controlling your feelings.”His sly gaze caused Winter’s cheeks to heat up. “And your ability to read them is obnoxious.”He answered in a firm yet light tone, “I’d call it a skill.”As they walked, his h
The Hampton estate was oppressively quiet. Winter was standing by her room’s window, staring off into the huge forest beyond. She was struggling to breathe as the weight of the disclosures from the last few days slammed against her chest. She wasn’t Hannah. She wasn’t the ideal, compassionate, and predestined girl that everyone believed her to be. The delicate strands of her identity had been ripped by that fact, and she felt as though she was coming apart.The door behind her squeaked open. Winter did not arrive. She was not required to. The only person who could break through the jumble of her thoughts was someone she knew. Her voice was firm but scratchy as she replied, “I thought I locked the door.”Hadzen entered, his presence reverberating throughout the space. His golden eyes stared at her silhouetted figure against the faint moonlight for a moment before he spoke. At last, he murmured in a low, gravelly voice, “You did.”“I’m not interested.” The sight of him made Winter’s che
As they strolled in quiet, the group was bathed in dappled light from the morning sun that filtered through the thick forest canopy. Winter followed Hadzen, her mind still jumbled from the night they’d spent together. She couldn’t deny the throbbing warmth in her heart, which was a maelstrom of perplexity and shame. It was difficult to control the feelings that threatened to overtake her because of the constant cadence of Hadzen’s steps in front of her, which was both consoling and agonizing.“Winter.”Her reverie was interrupted by Hadzen’s forceful yet gentle voice. His keen eyes scanned her face as he paused to walk next to her.“You haven’t said anything.”She shrugged, avoiding his eyes. “I have a lot on my mind.”A slight smile twisted Hadzen’s lips. “You’ve never been adept at controlling your feelings.”His sly gaze caused Winter’s cheeks to heat up. “And your ability to read them is obnoxious.”He answered in a firm yet light tone, “I’d call it a skill.”As they walked, his h
The silence of the Hampton estate was suffocating. Winter stood by the window of her room, her gaze lost in the vast expanse of the forest beyond. The weight of the revelations from the past few days pressed on her chest, leaving her gasping for air. She wasn’t Hannah. She wasn’t the girl everyone thought she was—perfect, kind, destined. That truth had severed the thin threads of her identity, and she felt like she was unraveling.Behind her, the door creaked open softly. Winter didn’t turn. She didn’t have to. She knew who it was—the only person who could cut through the chaos of her thoughts.“I thought I locked the door,” she said, her voice hoarse but steady.Hadzen stepped inside, his presence filling the room like a storm. He didn’t reply at first, his golden eyes locked on her figure silhouetted against the pale moonlight.“You did,” he finally said, his voice low, gravelly. “I don’t care.”Winter turned to face him, her chest tightening at the sight of him. His hair was tousle
As Winter, Hadzen, Sonia, and Ericka stood close to Hampton’s gates, prepared to go, the early morning air hung thick.With a worried expression on her face, Maxine had observed them from the stairs. She had vehemently opposed Winter’s departure, but it had been hard to deny her resolve. As she pulled Winter into an embrace, Maxine’s voice was tight as she whispered,“Promise me you’ll come back.”Winter held her close and said,“I will, Mom.”The group now stepped into the tree shadows, the forest stretching on forever in front of them. Even though they had no idea where they were going, Hadzen guided them with unwavering assurance and his keen intuition. Winter strolled next to him, the dim light filtering through the thick canopy, almost illuminating her pale complexion. As they moved further, Sonia said, her keen eyes darting about,“This place feels… different.”From the back, Ericka murmured quietly and grimly,“It’s because we’re getting close to the Veil. This is where Leo’s e