Ren’s Point of View
Ren leaned against the doorframe of Elena’s apartment, watching her laugh softly as she cleared the empty takeout containers from the coffee table. Her movements were effortless, her smile lighting up the room in a way that left him spellbound.
His wolf was silent, for once not pacing or growling. Instead, it purred in satisfaction, its voice warm and approving in his mind. Finally. You didn’t screw it up.
Ren chuckled softly, earning a curious glance from Elena. He shook his head, brushing it off, but his wolf wasn’t wrong. The kiss they’d shared had been everything he didn’t know he’d been waiting for - intense, electric, and utterly consuming.
She’s ours, his wolf murmured, its tone dripping with contentment. No more waiting, no more hesitation. She’s meant to be with us.
Not yet, Ren reminded it, though the words felt weaker now than they had before.
Elena returned to the couch, her smile soft and shy as she sat beside him. “You seem lost in thought,” she said, tilting her head.
“Just thinking about tonight,” Ren replied, his voice low. “About you.”
Her cheeks flushed, but she didn’t look away. “Good thoughts, I hope.”
“The best,” he said, his lips curving into a small smile.
For a moment, neither of them spoke, the air between them charged with an unspoken energy. Then, as if drawn together by an invisible force, they leaned in, their lips meeting in another kiss.
This time, there was no hesitation, no holding back. Ren’s hand moved to cradle her face, his thumb brushing against her cheek as their kiss deepened. Elena’s fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, and his wolf let out a low growl of approval.
Careful, Ren warned himself, his grip tightening slightly. Don’t lose control.
But it was harder than he’d expected. The feel of her, the taste of her, the way her body seemed to melt into his - it ignited something primal in him, something that his wolf was all too eager to embrace.
Claim her, the wolf urged, its growl turning into a rumble of need. Mark her. She’s ours.
Ren pulled back abruptly, his breath coming in uneven gasps as he tried to steady himself. Elena looked up at him, her eyes wide and filled with both confusion and longing.
“Ren?” she asked softly.
He closed his eyes for a moment, forcing himself to calm the storm raging inside him. When he opened them again, his gaze was steady but filled with regret. “If I stay any longer, I don’t think I’ll be able to leave.”
Her lips parted as she processed his words, and then a small, understanding smile crossed her face. “I… I think I understand.”
Ren exhaled slowly, leaning forward to press a soft, lingering kiss to her forehead. “Tonight was perfect,” he murmured.
“It doesn’t have to end,” she said, her voice quiet but filled with hope.
He cupped her face gently, his thumb tracing the curve of her jaw. “It’s not ending. I just need to make sure I do this right.”
Elena nodded, though the disappointment in her eyes was unmistakable. “Okay.”
Reaching for his phone, she opened his contacts add her number and handed it to him. “At least take this.”
Ren smiled, his heart warming as she entered her number and saved it under Lyra. Handing it back, he caught her gaze and said, “Now you can’t get rid of me even if you try.”
She laughed, a soft, musical sound that made his chest ache. “Good. I wouldn’t want to.”
When they reached the door, Elena leaned against the frame, her expression soft but searching. “Will I see you again soon?”
Ren nodded, his resolve slipping slightly as he gazed at her. “You couldn’t stop me if you tried.”
She grinned, pulling him down for one last kiss - long, slow, and passionate, leaving them both breathless when they finally broke apart.
“Goodnight, Ren,” she said, her voice filled with both longing and contentment.
“Goodnight, Elena,” he replied, stepping back reluctantly.
As he walked to his car, his wolf rumbled softly, a mix of satisfaction and frustration. You should have stayed. She wanted us to stay.
Ren gripped the steering wheel tightly as he sat in the car, his breath coming in uneven gasps. If I had stayed, we wouldn’t have stopped.
His wolf growled in agreement, though it didn’t argue further.
Driving away from her apartment, Ren felt a strange mix of triumph and restraint. He had kept his promise to himself to take things slow, but every instinct within him screamed to go back, to claim what was already his.
Soon, he thought, his grip on the wheel tightening. But not yet.
His wolf huffed softly, its voice tinged with anticipation. She’s ours. And one day, she’ll know it.
Ren’s Point of ViewRen stood at the edge of the pack’s northern border, the cold wind biting against his skin as he surveyed the dense forest beyond. The warriors stationed here had reported movement - a flicker of shadows, the sound of snapping branches - but so far, no concrete threat had emerged.His beta, Kael, approached from the treeline, his expression grim. “Nothing definitive,” Kael said. “Whoever - or whatever - it is, they’re careful. They know how to stay out of sight.”Ren nodded, his jaw tightening. “But they’re close enough to make a statement.”Kael grunted in agreement, his gaze sweeping the horizon. “It’s like they’re testing us, pushing to see how far they can go before we react.”Ren’s wolf growled softly in the back of his mind, restless and uneasy. We’re being watched.“I don’t like it,” Ren admitted, his voice low. “Keep the patrols tight. No one crosses the border without our knowing.”Kael nodded. “Already on it. But there’s something else you need to know.”
Elena's POVThe soft hum of music filled Elena’s apartment as she set the table, the warm aroma of roasted vegetables and garlic bread wafting from the kitchen. Saturday nights were rare for her and Sara—time off from work was often fleeting, and they usually spent it catching up on rest or errands. But tonight was different. They had promised each other a proper night of good food, laughter, and a few drinks in town.Elena smoothed her blouse and glanced at the clock. Sara was always punctual, and right on cue, there was a knock at the door.“El!” Sara’s cheerful voice called as Elena opened the door. “I brought wine and my charming presence. You’re welcome.”Elena laughed, stepping aside to let her in. “Perfect timing. Dinner’s almost ready.”Sara breezed into the kitchen, setting the bottle of wine on the counter and eyeing the spread on the table. “Look at you, going all out. Is this for me, or are you practicing for someone special?”Elena rolled her eyes, though a faint blush cr
Elena' s POV The cool night air wrapped around Elena and Sara as they stepped out of the bar, the echo of laughter and music fading behind them. Elena’s cheeks were warm from the cocktails, her spirits lifted by the evening spent with her best friend.“I’m telling you,” Sara said, waving her hands animatedly as they walked down the cobblestone street. “Ben’s going to ask me out. It’s just a matter of time.”Elena chuckled, her own thoughts drifting to Ren. She hadn’t heard from him since their date, but she wasn’t worried. Something about the connection they shared made her feel certain that he’d reach out soon.The sound of distant shouts snapped her out of her reverie. She stopped mid-step, her brow furrowing as she turned toward the noise.“Did you hear that?” she asked, her voice cautious.Sara paused, tilting her head. “Yeah… it sounded like-”A scream cut through the night, sharp and bloodcurdling.Both women froze, their eyes wide. The streets, once lively with people spilling
Elena’s Point of ViewThe night seemed endless as Elena and Sara ran through the streets, the chaos of the wolf attack still ringing in their ears. Every shadow felt alive, every distant sound a potential threat. Ren moved silently beside them, his massive wolf form a protective shadow, keeping pace with ease.By the time they reached Elena’s house, her lungs burned, and her heart was pounding. Sara practically threw herself through the door, slamming it shut and locking it behind them.“What the hell was that?” Sara yelled, her voice trembling as she spun to face Elena. Her wide eyes darted around the room, as if expecting another wolf to burst through the windows at any moment.Elena leaned against the wall, trying to catch her breath. Her mind was spinning, but a strange calm had settled over her, like a storm she couldn’t quite explain. “I don’t know,” she lied, her voice quieter than she expected.Sara’s hands shook as she clutched the doorknob. “Wolves? In the middle of town? Ar
Elena’s Point of ViewRen raised an eyebrow at Sara’s outburst, clearly amused, but he didn’t take the bait. Instead, he turned to Elena, his expression shifting to something more serious - something that made her chest tighten.“You’re safe for now,” he said, his voice steady but tinged with concern. “But it won’t stay that way. You need to pack a bag - essentials for the next week. You’re coming with me.”Elena blinked, her heart skipping a beat. “What? Why?”“Because it’s not safe here,” Ren said, his tone firm. “Not after what happened tonight. If those wolves come back - and they might - I need to know you’re protected. My house is secure. You’ll be safe there.”Sara, still standing near the door, looked between them, her eyes wide. “Wait, hold on. You’re just going to leave? Like, right now?”Ren turned to her, his expression softening slightly. “You can come with us if you want. It’s your choice. But if you stay here, you need to be with your family. Make sure they’re okay.”Sa
Elena’s Point of ViewThe car rumbled quietly as it made its way deeper into the woods, the winding roads shrouded in darkness. The headlights cast eerie shadows across the trees, their gnarled branches stretching toward the sky like skeletal hands.Elena leaned her head against the window, her breath fogging the glass as she tried to calm her racing thoughts. The events of the night replayed in her mind like a disjointed dream - massive wolves terrorizing the town, Ren appearing out of nowhere to save her, and now this : leaving everything behind to stay at his home, wherever that was.She stole a glance at him. Ren’s hands gripped the wheel with a steady confidence, his expression unreadable in the dim light. His shirtless torso was still bare, the faint scratches on his chest a stark reminder of the battle he’d fought to protect her.Her eyes lingered for a moment longer than she intended. Despite everything - the fear, the confusion - there was something about him that made her fe
Elena’s Point of ViewThe room was quiet and serene as Elena prepared for bed, but her mind was anything but calm. The events of the night churned in her thoughts, vivid flashes of snarling wolves and panicked screams replaying behind her closed eyes.She changed into a soft, oversized t-shirt and shorts, brushing her hair as she glanced at the window. The moon hung high in the sky, its light casting a pale glow over the forest beyond. It was beautiful, but it did little to soothe her nerves.Elena climbed into the plush bed, the comforter soft and inviting against her skin. She tried to focus on the warmth of the room, the faint crackle of a distant fireplace, the feeling of safety Ren’s presence brought.But as her eyes drifted closed, the shadows of her fears crept in.The dream came suddenly and vividly, as if she were back in the chaos of the town.The wolves were everywhere, their massive forms tearing through the streets, their growls and snarls echoing in the night. People scr
Elena Thompson adjusted her glasses as she leaned over the ancient text, the musty scent of old paper filling her nostrils. The dim light of the library’s reading room illuminated her workspace, where she surrounded herself with books on historical folklore and mythology. As a historian at the university, her passion for unraveling the stories of the past had driven her to this moment, buried in legends that whispered of the supernatural.She turned the page, her heart racing with excitement as she read about the tales of werewolves - beings caught between worlds, cursed to roam under the moonlight. The stories spoke of transformation, love, and loss, and she couldn’t help but feel a strange connection to them. Perhaps it was her fascination with the eerie folklore of her hometown, where families whispered tales of creatures lurking in the woods, or perhaps it was the lingering sense of something missing in her own life.This prophecy catch her eye in particular. So she read it few ti
Elena’s Point of ViewThe room was quiet and serene as Elena prepared for bed, but her mind was anything but calm. The events of the night churned in her thoughts, vivid flashes of snarling wolves and panicked screams replaying behind her closed eyes.She changed into a soft, oversized t-shirt and shorts, brushing her hair as she glanced at the window. The moon hung high in the sky, its light casting a pale glow over the forest beyond. It was beautiful, but it did little to soothe her nerves.Elena climbed into the plush bed, the comforter soft and inviting against her skin. She tried to focus on the warmth of the room, the faint crackle of a distant fireplace, the feeling of safety Ren’s presence brought.But as her eyes drifted closed, the shadows of her fears crept in.The dream came suddenly and vividly, as if she were back in the chaos of the town.The wolves were everywhere, their massive forms tearing through the streets, their growls and snarls echoing in the night. People scr
Elena’s Point of ViewThe car rumbled quietly as it made its way deeper into the woods, the winding roads shrouded in darkness. The headlights cast eerie shadows across the trees, their gnarled branches stretching toward the sky like skeletal hands.Elena leaned her head against the window, her breath fogging the glass as she tried to calm her racing thoughts. The events of the night replayed in her mind like a disjointed dream - massive wolves terrorizing the town, Ren appearing out of nowhere to save her, and now this : leaving everything behind to stay at his home, wherever that was.She stole a glance at him. Ren’s hands gripped the wheel with a steady confidence, his expression unreadable in the dim light. His shirtless torso was still bare, the faint scratches on his chest a stark reminder of the battle he’d fought to protect her.Her eyes lingered for a moment longer than she intended. Despite everything - the fear, the confusion - there was something about him that made her fe
Elena’s Point of ViewRen raised an eyebrow at Sara’s outburst, clearly amused, but he didn’t take the bait. Instead, he turned to Elena, his expression shifting to something more serious - something that made her chest tighten.“You’re safe for now,” he said, his voice steady but tinged with concern. “But it won’t stay that way. You need to pack a bag - essentials for the next week. You’re coming with me.”Elena blinked, her heart skipping a beat. “What? Why?”“Because it’s not safe here,” Ren said, his tone firm. “Not after what happened tonight. If those wolves come back - and they might - I need to know you’re protected. My house is secure. You’ll be safe there.”Sara, still standing near the door, looked between them, her eyes wide. “Wait, hold on. You’re just going to leave? Like, right now?”Ren turned to her, his expression softening slightly. “You can come with us if you want. It’s your choice. But if you stay here, you need to be with your family. Make sure they’re okay.”Sa
Elena’s Point of ViewThe night seemed endless as Elena and Sara ran through the streets, the chaos of the wolf attack still ringing in their ears. Every shadow felt alive, every distant sound a potential threat. Ren moved silently beside them, his massive wolf form a protective shadow, keeping pace with ease.By the time they reached Elena’s house, her lungs burned, and her heart was pounding. Sara practically threw herself through the door, slamming it shut and locking it behind them.“What the hell was that?” Sara yelled, her voice trembling as she spun to face Elena. Her wide eyes darted around the room, as if expecting another wolf to burst through the windows at any moment.Elena leaned against the wall, trying to catch her breath. Her mind was spinning, but a strange calm had settled over her, like a storm she couldn’t quite explain. “I don’t know,” she lied, her voice quieter than she expected.Sara’s hands shook as she clutched the doorknob. “Wolves? In the middle of town? Ar
Elena' s POV The cool night air wrapped around Elena and Sara as they stepped out of the bar, the echo of laughter and music fading behind them. Elena’s cheeks were warm from the cocktails, her spirits lifted by the evening spent with her best friend.“I’m telling you,” Sara said, waving her hands animatedly as they walked down the cobblestone street. “Ben’s going to ask me out. It’s just a matter of time.”Elena chuckled, her own thoughts drifting to Ren. She hadn’t heard from him since their date, but she wasn’t worried. Something about the connection they shared made her feel certain that he’d reach out soon.The sound of distant shouts snapped her out of her reverie. She stopped mid-step, her brow furrowing as she turned toward the noise.“Did you hear that?” she asked, her voice cautious.Sara paused, tilting her head. “Yeah… it sounded like-”A scream cut through the night, sharp and bloodcurdling.Both women froze, their eyes wide. The streets, once lively with people spilling
Elena's POVThe soft hum of music filled Elena’s apartment as she set the table, the warm aroma of roasted vegetables and garlic bread wafting from the kitchen. Saturday nights were rare for her and Sara—time off from work was often fleeting, and they usually spent it catching up on rest or errands. But tonight was different. They had promised each other a proper night of good food, laughter, and a few drinks in town.Elena smoothed her blouse and glanced at the clock. Sara was always punctual, and right on cue, there was a knock at the door.“El!” Sara’s cheerful voice called as Elena opened the door. “I brought wine and my charming presence. You’re welcome.”Elena laughed, stepping aside to let her in. “Perfect timing. Dinner’s almost ready.”Sara breezed into the kitchen, setting the bottle of wine on the counter and eyeing the spread on the table. “Look at you, going all out. Is this for me, or are you practicing for someone special?”Elena rolled her eyes, though a faint blush cr
Ren’s Point of ViewRen stood at the edge of the pack’s northern border, the cold wind biting against his skin as he surveyed the dense forest beyond. The warriors stationed here had reported movement - a flicker of shadows, the sound of snapping branches - but so far, no concrete threat had emerged.His beta, Kael, approached from the treeline, his expression grim. “Nothing definitive,” Kael said. “Whoever - or whatever - it is, they’re careful. They know how to stay out of sight.”Ren nodded, his jaw tightening. “But they’re close enough to make a statement.”Kael grunted in agreement, his gaze sweeping the horizon. “It’s like they’re testing us, pushing to see how far they can go before we react.”Ren’s wolf growled softly in the back of his mind, restless and uneasy. We’re being watched.“I don’t like it,” Ren admitted, his voice low. “Keep the patrols tight. No one crosses the border without our knowing.”Kael nodded. “Already on it. But there’s something else you need to know.”
Ren’s Point of ViewRen leaned against the doorframe of Elena’s apartment, watching her laugh softly as she cleared the empty takeout containers from the coffee table. Her movements were effortless, her smile lighting up the room in a way that left him spellbound.His wolf was silent, for once not pacing or growling. Instead, it purred in satisfaction, its voice warm and approving in his mind. Finally. You didn’t screw it up.Ren chuckled softly, earning a curious glance from Elena. He shook his head, brushing it off, but his wolf wasn’t wrong. The kiss they’d shared had been everything he didn’t know he’d been waiting for - intense, electric, and utterly consuming.She’s ours, his wolf murmured, its tone dripping with contentment. No more waiting, no more hesitation. She’s meant to be with us.Not yet, Ren reminded it, though the words felt weaker now than they had before.Elena returned to the couch, her smile soft and shy as she sat beside him. “You seem lost in thought,” she said,
Elena’s Point of ViewThe night air was cool and crisp, the stars scattered like diamonds across the sky. They walked slowly, side by side, their footsteps echoing softly against the quiet campus.Elena stole a glance at Ren, her heart beating a little faster each time his shoulder brushed hers. There was something about the way he carried himself - calm yet commanding, quiet yet intense - that made her both comfortable and exhilarated in his presence.When they reached the campus gates, she stopped, turning to face him. Her breath hitched slightly as their eyes met, his gaze warm and unwavering.“Thank you for tonight, Ren,” she said softly, her lips curving into a small smile. “I had a wonderful time.”“So did I,” he replied, his voice low and sincere.For a moment, they stood there, the world around them fading into the background. The quiet hum of the street, the rustle of leaves in the breeze - it all felt distant compared to the magnetic pull between them.Elena hesitated, her h