Sasha’s heart pounded as she stood motionless in the darkened hallway, Tony’s hand on her shoulder, his grip firm, urging her to stay still. The echo of the gunshot slowly faded, but the tension in the air only intensified, thick and oppressive. Every instinct screamed at her to run forward, to find Dominic, but she forced herself to remain calm.Tony’s voice was barely a whisper. “Stay behind me, Sasha. We don’t know what we’re walking into.”She nodded, though every fiber of her being ached to rush ahead. The silence in the corridor was stifling, every second stretching endlessly as they moved cautiously forward. Her mind replayed the events of the night—Dominic’s desperate instructions for her to leave, Luca’s taunting words, and the fierce promise in Dominic’s eyes as he fought to protect her. Even now, her heart throbbed with longing for him, the overwhelming desire to be close to him, to feel safe in his arms once more.They came to a door at the end of the hallway, and Tony hes
Sasha’s heartbeat thumped loudly in her ears as she, Dominic, and Tony moved through the dimly lit warehouse, every shadow feeling like a threat lurking, ready to strike. The air was thick with tension, each creak of the floorboards and distant rustling adding weight to their fear. She could feel Dominic’s steady presence beside her, his hand gripping hers tightly, but the anxiety simmering within her was almost unbearable. Tonight would determine everything.Dominic glanced at her as they paused by a doorway, his intense gaze filled with both determination and something softer. “Stay close, Sasha,” he murmured, his voice a low, commanding whisper. “If things go south, Tony will get you out. No arguments this time.”She nodded, swallowing hard. “I’m not leaving without you, Dominic. We’re in this together.”A shadow flickered across his face, but he didn’t respond. Instead, he turned his attention forward, giving Tony a sharp nod. They pushed through the door and entered the vast, ope
Sasha’s world was a whirlwind of chaos. Her ears rang, a high-pitched noise piercing through the silence left by the explosion. She blinked, trying to focus, but her vision was blurred by smoke and dust. She lay flat on the cold warehouse floor, her body aching, her thoughts struggling to make sense of what had just happened.“Dominic!” Her voice came out as a hoarse whisper, barely audible over the ringing in her ears. Panic surged through her as she forced herself to move, pushing against the rubble scattered around her. The pain flared as she lifted herself up, but the fear of losing him fueled her strength.A shadow moved nearby, a figure struggling to stand. As her vision cleared, she saw Tony, his face bloodied, but his eyes sharp with determination. He was limping toward her, scanning the chaos for any sign of Dominic.“Sasha!” he called, relief flashing across his face when he saw her. He staggered over, reaching out a hand to steady her. “Are you okay?”She nodded, though she
Dominic’s grip tightened on Sasha’s hand as the pain throbbed through his side. Even injured, his gaze was as intense as ever, a burning determination behind his eyes. He pulled her closer, their bodies nearly flush, his breath shallow but steady.Once safely inside the dimly lit safe house, Sasha quickly checked his wound, her hands trembling as she did her best to keep the bleeding under control. Dominic’s eyes never left her face, studying her with a hunger that went beyond the pain, beyond the adrenaline of the last few hours.“Sasha,” he murmured, his voice low and raw. “I’ve never needed anyone like I need you right now.”She froze, feeling the heat of his words wash over her. Despite everything—the chaos, the fear—desire stirred within her, wild and uncontrollable. Her cheeks flushed, and she swallowed, meeting his gaze.“You’re hurt,” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath, though her eyes betrayed her own rising need.Dominic’s lips curved into a small, knowing smile
Dominic scanned the dark forest from the cabin window, his expression grim and focused as he tracked the faint movement in the shadows. Sasha, crouching low, held her breath, feeling the tension radiating from him. Whoever was out there had penetrated the peace of this isolated sanctuary—a place Dominic had assured her was hidden from everyone, even Luca.But now, as the forest seemed to close in around them, Sasha’s heart beat with a growing sense of dread. She knew Dominic had lived a life shrouded in secrets, but in this moment, her mind began racing with questions. Had he misjudged the depth of Luca’s connections, or was there something else—something he hadn’t told her?Dominic’s eyes shifted to her, his voice a low whisper. “I need you to trust me, Sasha. No matter what happens, stay close.”She nodded, gripping the knife she’d kept nearby. But as they waited, the cabin suddenly felt smaller, like it was pressing in on them, each corner filled with unspoken secrets and hidden te
Dominic had barely slept since Isabella’s appearance. The constant threat of her return gnawed at him, and he felt the fragile trust between him and Sasha fraying. He needed to act quickly, to end this mess before he lost everything. But deep down, he knew there was one last secret, a truth he’d kept buried—a truth that could change everything.Sasha watched him from across the cabin’s dimly lit room, sensing the tension roiling beneath his controlled demeanor. Her eyes were puffy from a sleepless night, but the determination in them had only strengthened. She wanted answers, and she wasn’t willing to wait any longer.“Dominic,” she said, breaking the silence, her tone resolute. “I need you to be honest with me. Isabella’s words… the things she implied. I deserve to know.”Dominic looked at her, his expression a mixture of hesitation and sorrow. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it again, wrestling with words he wasn’t sure how to say. But he saw the steely resolve in Sasha’s ey
Sasha’s heart raced as she and Dominic left the penthouse. The narrow escape with Isabella’s flash drive in hand felt like a victory, but a nagging feeling lingered in her mind, like a dark cloud overshadowing their momentary triumph. She could feel Dominic’s eyes on her as they drove away, but neither spoke. The silence was heavy, charged with secrets and words left unsaid.Back at the cabin, Tony was waiting, his expression grim as he took in their bruised faces and the flash drive Sasha clutched tightly. “Did everything go as planned?” he asked, but his voice held a strange edge, a flicker of something she couldn’t quite place.Dominic gave him a nod, though his eyes remained watchful. “We have what we need. Isabella won’t be able to move against us with the leverage she thought she had.”Tony’s gaze flickered to the drive, then back to Sasha. She noticed it then—the unease in his stance, a slight hesitation that made her pulse quicken.Sasha felt a chill run down her spine as Tony
Sasha awoke to the cold realization that Tony’s betrayal had left them vulnerable. The comfort of the previous night with Dominic seemed like a distant memory, replaced by a gnawing unease that refused to let her rest. As dawn painted faint streaks of light over the treetops, she turned to find Dominic already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed, deep in thought. His face was shadowed, eyes narrowed as he stared into the distance, and for a moment, she felt a pang of sorrow for the man who had been by his side for so many years.“I know what you’re thinking,” Sasha whispered, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder. “But we can’t waste time questioning every moment. We have to move forward. Isabella isn’t going to wait for us to lick our wounds.”Dominic exhaled heavily, placing his hand over hers. “You’re right,” he said, his voice laced with resolve. “This has gone on long enough. It’s time we end it.”Just as they shared this silent agreement, Dominic’s phone buzzed on the n
Sasha’s head spun as she was dragged through the forest, Ronan’s iron grip unrelenting. The world blurred around her, trees and shadows melding into one as the cold air bit at her skin.“Let me go!” she yelled, clawing at his hand, but he didn’t even flinch.“Struggle all you want, little mate,” Ronan sneered, his voice dripping with cruelty. “It won’t change anything.”Sasha’s stomach churned at the word. Mate. The way he said it made her skin crawl. “I’m not your mate!”Ronan chuckled darkly. “Oh, but you could be. You’re more powerful than I imagined. That energy inside you—it’s rare. Precious. Kael doesn’t deserve it. He doesn’t deserve you.”Sasha’s eyes burned with fury, but deep down, fear gnawed at her. What was this energy he spoke of? And why did it make her a target?“You think taking me will make you stronger?” she spat. “Kael will come for me. He’ll never let you win.”Ronan stopped abruptly, spinning her around to face him. His red eyes glowed with malice, his grip tight
The forest stretched out before them like an endless labyrinth of shadows and whispers. Sasha couldn’t shake the unease clinging to her, even as Kael’s hand rested protectively on the small of her back. They had emerged from the cavern victorious, but the weight of the ominous warning still hung in the air.Ethan walked ahead, his silence louder than any words he could have spoken. His jaw was tight, his shoulders tense, and Sasha knew he was wrestling with the same doubts that plagued her.Kael stopped abruptly, his golden eyes scanning the treeline. “We’re not alone,” he muttered, his voice low and sharp.Ethan whipped around, his hand instinctively reaching for the weapon strapped to his belt. “What is it?”Sasha’s heart leapt into her throat, and she pressed closer to Kael. The silence of the forest was almost suffocating, broken only by the faint rustle of leaves in the wind.“Stay close to me,” Kael said, his tone leaving no room for argument.They moved cautiously, their senses
Sasha woke to an overwhelming stillness. The chaos of the forest was gone, replaced by an eerie calm that pressed down on her like a suffocating weight. Her eyes fluttered open, and she found herself lying on a smooth, glowing surface. It wasn’t earth, wood, or stone, but something otherworldly—almost alive.Ethan was sprawled beside her, his chest rising and falling in shallow breaths. Kael lay a few feet away, his wounds still seeping blood, but his glowing eyes were fixed on the strange expanse around them.The light from the ground illuminated a cavernous space that seemed to stretch infinitely in all directions. The walls were adorned with pulsating veins of golden light, and the air thrummed with an energy that was both alluring and terrifying.“Where… are we?” Sasha whispered, her voice echoing softly.“The nexus,” Kael rasped, pushing himself up with a wince. “We’ve crossed into its heart.”Ethan groaned, sitting up and running a hand through his disheveled hair. “So, what now
The morning light broke over the horizon, casting long shadows across the forest as Ethan, Sasha, and Kael stood at the edge of the clearing. The air was heavy with tension, each of them lost in their own thoughts. Sasha hadn’t slept, her mind racing with questions about Kael’s motives. Ethan’s jaw was clenched, his body taut with the weight of his decision to trust the enigmatic stranger.Kael, however, seemed entirely at ease. He leaned against a tree, his glowing eyes scanning the forest as if he could see things they couldn’t. “The nexus is two days’ walk from here,” he said, breaking the silence. “But the forest won’t make it easy. The Hollow protects its secrets.”“What does that mean?” Sasha asked, her voice sharp.Kael’s smirk returned, irritatingly confident. “It means the forest is alive, sweetheart. It senses intruders, especially ones carrying the Hollow’s mark. We’ll be tested before we reach the nexus. You’d better hope you’re strong enough to survive.”Sasha bristled at
The fire crackled low in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the dimly lit room. Sasha sat at the edge of the plush sofa, her hands trembling as she cradled the mug of tea Ethan had made for her. It had gone cold long ago, untouched. Across from her, Ethan leaned against the window, his silhouette outlined by the pale moonlight. His silence was deafening, each passing second amplifying the weight of his confession.“The Hollow… it’s inside me.”Those words reverberated in Sasha’s mind, an unrelenting drumbeat of dread. She had faced horrors before—Ethan’s enemies, the claws of the forest, and the blood-soaked trails they’d traversed—but this? This was something she didn’t know how to fight.“How long have you known?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.Ethan’s broad shoulders tensed, his gaze fixed on the moon outside. “Longer than I care to admit,” he said finally, his voice low and raw. “It started after my father died. At first, it was… whispers. A feeling of someth
The growl reverberated through the air, low and menacing, sending chills racing down Sasha’s spine. Ethan was in front of her in an instant, his body tense and ready, his eyes gleaming with an almost feral light. Marcus moved to the side, positioning himself to flank whatever was lurking in the shadows.The whispers that had plagued them since entering the Hollow had grown silent, replaced by an oppressive stillness. Even the air seemed heavier, crackling with an unseen energy.“What is it?” Sasha whispered, her fingers tightening around the dagger. The weapon felt alive in her grip, pulsing faintly as if in warning.“I don’t know,” Ethan murmured, his voice a low growl. “But it’s not friendly.”A shadow moved at the edge of the clearing, too fast to track. Sasha’s breath hitched as her eyes darted to follow it. Whatever it was, it was big—larger than any wolf she’d ever seen—and it moved with a predatory grace that set her nerves on edge.Another growl sounded, this time from the opp
The morning dawned cold and gray, the air heavy with a sense of foreboding. Sasha barely slept, her dreams haunted by flashes of fire, blood, and the glowing dagger. She sat by the window, staring out at the misty forest, her fingers lightly brushing the weapon resting on her lap. Its faint hum was a constant reminder of its ominous purpose.Ethan entered the room quietly, his hair tousled from sleep. His gaze softened when he saw her, but there was an edge of worry in his eyes. “You didn’t sleep,” he said, his voice low.Sasha shook her head, her lips pressed into a thin line. “I couldn’t. Every time I closed my eyes… I kept hearing the Oracle. I kept seeing that word—‘Choose.’” She turned to face him, her eyes glistening. “How do I choose, Ethan? How can I pick who lives and who dies?”Ethan crossed the room and knelt beside her, his hands covering hers. “You don’t have to decide anything right now. We’ll figure it out. Together.”She wanted to believe him, but the weight of the pro
The aftermath of Seraphina’s attack hung over them like a thick fog. The silence in the cabin was deafening as Sasha stared at the silver dagger resting on the table. Its blade shimmered faintly, almost as if it pulsed with life, yet no one dared touch it.Ethan paced back and forth, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. Marcus stood at the door, his stance alert, his eyes scanning the dark forest beyond. Alex leaned against the wall, his face pale, his injuries from earlier still taking their toll.“We need answers,” Ethan growled, his voice low and dangerous. “Seraphina isn’t going to stop. And now she’s made it clear Sasha is the center of this—” He turned to look at her, his piercing gaze softening for just a moment. “We can’t keep stumbling in the dark.”Sasha swallowed hard, her chest tight with a mixture of fear and guilt. She had drawn Seraphina’s attention, had brought danger crashing down on them again. But beneath that fear, something stronger stirred—a spark of
The forest was eerily quiet as they moved through it, the shadows stretching long and menacing under the pale moonlight. Sasha’s mind churned, her heart still racing from the power that had erupted from her. She clutched Ethan’s hand tightly, the warmth of his touch grounding her as they pushed forward.Alex had finally stirred, groaning as Marcus helped him limp alongside the group. “I’ll live,” Alex muttered, though his wince betrayed the pain he was enduring.Ethan glanced back at him, his jaw tight. “We can’t stop. Ronan won’t wait long before making his next move.”Sasha nodded, though a wave of guilt crashed over her. Every step she took away from that cave felt like a betrayal—not of Ronan, but of herself. His words lingered in her mind, unshakable: You can’t fight who you are.But who was she? A monster? A savior? Or something far worse?The clearing ahead shimmered with the faint glow of the lake. Marcus motioned for them to stop. “We’ll rest here for a moment. We need to reg