KADE“If you hate it so much, then why are you here?” she retorted, and I scoffed.“You really just hear what you want to hear, don’t you?” I asked, trying to mask my irritation.She was trying to process what I was saying, and I understood it. I wasn’t sure why I had decided to do this, but after Lucian told me he had seen her in this part of the woods, I needed to see for myself if what he was saying was true. It was.I didn’t admit that to him, though, and instead, I suggested it was better for all three of us to move on since we had already rejected her.But I understood it; she was on a loop in my mind, and I needed to do something about it.I wasn’t sure if this was the right way to go about it, but I needed to cover my bases.If the pack considered having a mate essential to taking over the leadership role, perhaps I could make things feel less abrasive with Ella.She still wasn’t a great pick for the role, but I needed a backup plan on that front—and a bird in the hand is defi
ELLAI was still talking when he reached out and pulled me close to him. Our bodies were so close to one another that I could hear his heartbeat and breathe in the smell of his cologne mixed with sweat.I blinked and stopped talking for a moment, not because I had run out of words to express myself - far from that. I had a number of things to say, and I wasn’t close to being done, but I had genuinely lost my train of thought.For the first time that evening, I was grateful it was dark and he couldn’t see the effect that singular act had on me.I cleared my throat and tried to continue talking, but as soon as I opened my mouth, my brain felt mushy, and I knew nothing I would say from that point would be coherent. I had only one option: to leave.Everything within me was screaming the same thing. My blood had run hot and cold at the same time. I was struggling to move my feet, but his hand was still on my arm.“Run, Ella, run,” I told myself, trying to internally remind myself that I wa
ELLAWe watched in silence as he walked away. I was still feeling befuddled by what had transpired and was starting to think I was in a silly dream I needed to wake up from.“Pinch me,” I muttered and looked around. The wind had picked up, and the leaves rustled as it blew through the woods.That was enough proof that I wasn’t imagining the entire scenario.“What was he doing here?” Lyla asked. She seemed upset, but I knew it wasn’t directed at me. Perhaps dinner didn’t go well, or she was just as surprised as I was to see Kade. “Are you hurt?”“No… I… just a little disoriented, but I’m fine,” I replied, and she let out a relieved sigh, then repeated the first question.I was still in shock and explained the exchange as briefly as I could. She clicked her tongue and moved toward me.“Don’t let him bother you. This is probably some silly ploy he and his brother have come up with. Don’t let them get to you,” she said.I stood rooted to a spot for a few minutes, trying to gather my thoug
ELLABy the end of the meal, we had decided to stick with the current location for our training sessions.It was ours, and relocating just because the Blackthorn twins showed up seemed like a terrible idea.Additionally, I didn’t want to give them any reason to think their actions affected me in any way.Hopefully, they wouldn’t show up again; or if they did, I would be better suited to respond to their theatrics now that I had come to terms with the fact that this was probably just a silly game they had come up with.It was rather on-brand for them to decide to emotionally torture me with something like this. It wasn’t enough that they had rejected me as their mate; they needed to constantly remind me that I was beneath them in ways they had never done before.“I saw a wolf while I was in the woods,” I blurted, and she sat up for a moment. A strange look crossed her face, like she had heard something bizarre, but she looked away almost immediately.“It was probably Kade or his brothe
ELLAI decided to spend the night at Lyla’s house. She was ecstatic about the change of plans, but what I hadn’t envisioned was spending the entire weekend.When her mom called to say she had arrived at her destination, I knew Lyla would be alone in the house and felt bad for wanting to leave her by herself in the enormous place without any company.Either that, or I had given in to the feeling of comfort I felt while being here. Whatever it was, I decided to enjoy it while it lasted.The event she had spoken about was the next day, and she wanted me to be well rested so I could have all the energy I required for the tournament.The next day, we picked out outfits, and I started to feel like it wasn’t going to be worth the time and wanted to back out.But Lyla reminded me that I needed the competition to help boost my skills and that it was a friendly game, so I didn’t need to overthink it. I was still doubtful about going but decided to go anyway.When we arrived at the venue, I wasn
LUCIANBeing at this event was a means to an end. I sought one thing: a distraction. After the conversation I had with Kade, I still couldn’t get her off my mind.It was mental torture—every time I closed my eyes, I had flashes from the moments we’d lean against her locker and make her squirm, to the day the bond was activated and the rejection played on a loop.It felt like someone had flipped a switch in my head and disconnected the means to turn it off. Since our last encounter, my waking thoughts were filled with Ella.I slept and couldn’t think about anything but Miss Harper punching the air under the guise of training.The party and tournament were a gathering of wolves from all the other packs. It was the only time we could be in one place and not feel agitated toward one another—or at least pretend not to be.To be fair, we didn’t attack any members of known packs. Once they identified themselves, we went on our merry way. It had become easier to recognize those we didn’t cons
KADEAll the forces in the world wouldn’t be able to get me out of the house and make me drive all the way here, but Lucian and my mom had proven to be a formidable team.I would’ve preferred to spend the night alone or taken a walk around town; anything but to be trapped here, in the midst of people from different packs trying to tolerate one another.I understood the importance of the event, but it wasn’t my speed. If I could help it, I wouldn’t tag along, but Lucian had gotten Mom on his side, and they made a case about how coming might help ease the stress I’ve been feeling lately.What they didn’t know was that being here was just as stressful. Why would I want to be here? Sitting amongst the other Alphas from the different towns, knowing that there was a shared sense of animosity between us but pretending to be alright with being in the same room because of our pack? That sounded like torture to me, but I succumbed anyway.To be fair, there was no way I could’ve won against my b
COMBATThis was Ella’s first tournament. She had heard tales about how the events went and the champions that emerged at the end, but she had never actively participated until tonight.She wouldn’t be participating if Lyla hadn’t been so convincing, and every minute since she saw the Blackthorn twins, she wanted to run out of this place and head straight home.But then, she had made a declaration that she was going to have the time of her life, and she might as well get around to it.“Fake it till you make it,” she muttered as the queue moved slowly.She had decided to register for the tournament, which would begin in an hour or two. What she wasn’t sure of was if being part of this was a good idea. She had never been in combat all her life.One thing she knew was how to avoid confrontation, and even then, it always came knocking in the form of Lucian and Kade Blackthorn. Tonight was different—or at least, she hoped it would be.This was the moment she had to prove to herself that tra
ELLAI hoped that no matter what happened after the pack meeting, the odds of Kade and Lucian remaining the assholes I knew them to be, and not caring enough to go after an omega, would stay the same.They were unpredictable, and the events of the last few days had given me cause to worry, but I hoped, against all odds, that the part of them which upheld the standards of debauchery was still intact.I wondered if they would simply chalk it up to some silly need to elope with the first person who gave me any kind of attention and instead focus on the task ahead of them.The only regret I had was not telling Lyla about my plans. I desperately wanted to let her know I was leaving town.I even wanted her to come with me. But I knew her—she would try to talk me out of it or insist on not letting me leave without her, which would complicate everything.Her family was an important part of the town. There was no way she could leave without telling her mom and aunt, and if she did, they would
ELLAUnderneath that pride was something else—I couldn’t quite put a finger on it or give it a name, but I felt it.It ran deeper than anything I’d experienced in a long time, and it made me question my decisions.It was a strange blend of fear, pride, and a wave of uncertainty. This was the first time I was leaving home—or anything I remotely called that—and while it felt like adventure was waiting for me ahead, the thought of being alone in a new place terrified me.I didn’t know what to do with all these emotions. This was unfamiliar territory, and as usual, I had no map, no guide, no one to show me how to move forward.I turned to Quincy and watched him for a while. He had fallen asleep a few minutes after the bus left the station. I figured he must’ve been tired from the errands he mentioned earlier and hadn’t had a chance to rest before we set out.I needed to sleep too—or at least find some way to relax—but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. There was
ELLAI left Lyla’s house to get a few things from mine and decided to meet up with Quincy. We met at the diner where he was picking up his dinner, and I told him my plans to leave town.I explained that Lucian’s note wasn’t a good idea and, though I wasn’t sure I could go into details, I needed to leave as soon as possible. He was delighted to hear my plans and said he was happy I had come to him with it.Then he told me that he was a werewolf too. I wasn’t sure how to react to this news, but I tried not to make a fuss about it. I told him that I had suspected it since the tryouts but didn’t want to push any further when I realized he wasn’t very keen on talking about where he had come from earlier.I asked if he didn’t have a pack to return to. He was hesitant to reply but finally stated that he had been planning to leave town for a while too and had always preferred being alone.It was easier to move from one place to another that way. That seemed like a fair explanation, but someth
ELLAWhen we arrived at the school, the body had been removed from the gate and the blood cleaned up, but I could still smell the stench in the air, and the feeling of dread that I had been walking around with seemed to triple in intensity.I swallowed and tried to ignore it as I walked to the field with the others. Soon after, the tryouts began, and we had to sit through a couple of mediocre performances before it was Quincy’s turn.Once he stepped on the field, I knew he would give the twins a run for their position as team leads, but his composure told me something else—something I had been suspecting for a long time.His moves, his speed, the way he caught the ball and threw it back made Lyla and me pass knowing looks between each other.Unlike the twins, he wasn’t showing any restriction in using his power. The only thing he didn’t do was turn into wolf form, but everything else was enough to confirm everything I needed to know.He was a werewolf—and if I was delusional enough, h
ELLAThe loud sound of Quincy pressing the car horn reverberated throughout the house, and I groaned.We had come to a silent arrangement over the course of this budding relationship—he would pick up Lyla, then stop by my house to pick me up too.We always went to school together. At first, it seemed strange because I was used to walking to school by myself and being alone with my thoughts.Now, I was stuck listening to the sound of their voices talking about the previous day and trying to rope me into the conversation. More often than not, I chose silence, as I would rather listen. Today was one of those days.I picked up my bag and walked to the door, locked it behind me, and got into the car. The ride to school was like any other. Lyla sat in the front seat talking with Quincy, and I enjoyed being ferried from one place to the other.What I didn’t anticipate was that this morning had a lot in store for me. When we arrived at the gate, I saw something that made my heart race.I didn
ELLALyla spent more time talking to Quincy than me at lunch, and I was actually happy about it.It was like watching a kid get a new shiny toy they wanted to play with all day, and it also meant I could retain my quiet time and just watch everything happening around me.To be fair, she was a better host than I was. When she learned he was a new transfer student, she started explaining how things worked in the school beyond his class schedule.She told him about the cliques, the people he needed to avoid or be wary of; which was funny, because she was always talking about inclusion for everyone, but she was right.That group of people who hung around school selling drugs and never graduating were definitely ones to stay away from.Except, of course, if that was your crowd, then they’d be great allies.Still, they had their advantages, and she urged him to learn how to use that to his benefit. I was zoning in and out throughout the conversation and tried to focus on finishing my food.
ELLAWhoever decided that the weekend only consisted of two days was a really terrible person, and they were lucky I couldn’t go back in time to shake some sense into them.It was Monday already, and I hated that I had to drag my barely healed body to this place and force myself to sit through classes.I would’ve stayed home, but that would ruin my perfect attendance, and I had a test coming up after lunch. I wasn’t going to let an aching body take away the chance of increasing my credits.If I started to feel faint, I’d simply go to the infirmary and spend some time with the nurse. I didn’t need to take any medication—if anything, the really sore parts of my body were healed, and the rest would be over before the end of the day. I just needed to rest.I thought about the note I had read earlier. Since I got it, I had been trying to make sense of the text written on it, but to no avail. I couldn’t pinpoint why, but it felt oddly familiar.I couldn’t understand what was written or why
ELLAIf I said the seer’s actions hadn’t taken me unawares, I would be telling a terrible lie. I understood not wanting me around while she worked, but stopping in the middle of a session and refusing to give me the information I needed was another ball game entirely.What were the odds that I would find another seer who’d be willing to tell me what I wanted to know? I didn’t want to walk around telling all and sundry that I was looking for a way to cut ties with Kade and Lucian—word traveled fast in this town.Even faster in the pack. I needed to get it done, but I also needed to know that whoever I was going to meet would be able to help me achieve my goal and be as discreet as possible.I sighed and left the premises. If she didn’t want me around, the only thing I could do was wait. I wasn’t sure how long I had to stay away, but I would try to come around next weekend.Maybe she’d be in a better mood then and would be ready to talk about the things I needed to know.As I walked dow
ELLAI had spent the weekend recuperating—being home and in my own bed did wonders. I was finally in a space no one could barge into and make me feel uncomfortable, except, of course, for the occasional doorbell that went off at specific times of the day.It had started the same morning Quincy dropped me off. That afternoon, I heard the bell and slowly dragged myself to the door, only to find no one there. Instead, a basket filled with food items sat on the porch, with a get well soon note attached.At first, it was strange to receive something without knowing who it came from. But when another basket arrived later that evening, I decided it was a welcome development.Whoever was sending it had saved me the trouble of cooking or spending more money to order food—and for that, I was grateful. I would’ve liked to know who was behind the kind gesture, but if they preferred to stay anonymous, that was fine by me. Sooner or later, I’d find out. Right now, I just needed to get my strength b