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(Katelyn’s POV)Harlan’s hand was like a vise around my throat, squeezing tighter and tighter with every passing second. My back was pressed hard against the tree, the rough bark scraping painfully against my bare skin. I gasped for air, but his grip was unrelenting, and the harder I fought, the more hopeless it became.I tried to claw his hand away from my neck, desperate to pry his fingers loose, but it was pointless. He was too strong and my one arm was all but useless after my fall.My movements were growing weaker, my strength ebbing away as the lack of oxygen sucked away what little fight I had left.I kicked out at him, landing blows against his legs and abdomen, but I may as well have been kicking a brick wall. He didn’t even flinch. His eyes burned with rage, his expression twisted with fury, but I could see something else there too... satisfaction. He was enjoying this. Enjoying watching me struggle, watching the life drain out of me.My chest was burning, my arm was throbbi
(Katelyn’s POV)The snarl echoed through the rain-soaked forest, sharp and vicious, drowning out the sound of my own ragged breathing.My head snapped up, eyes wide as I caught sight of two wolves launching themselves at Harlan. They tore into him, their powerful jaws ripping at his skin while he struggled to fight them off.For a moment, I was frozen, unsure of what I was seeing.The wolves fought relentlessly, taking advantage of the fact that Harlan was still in his human form. They ripped into him with brutal efficiency, and I could hear his pained growls as he tried to fight back.I squinted through the darkness, trying to make sense of it. I couldn't see the color of their fur... Everything just looked gray in the dark. My mind immediately raced to the conclusion that it was Ryder and Tyler, but I knew it couldn't be. They didn't know where I was. It couldn't be them.As I struggled to my feet, my mind raced with questions, but the only thing on my mind now was escape. I had to g
(Katelyn’s POV)The rain wouldn't let up and the cold seeped into my bones. The forest around us seemed endless, the trees looming like dark shadows with their branches reaching out to us like skeletal hands. I didn’t know where we were anymore. It all just looked the same.Jenna and I were still clutching one another's hands tightly, our fingers trembling as we shivered relentlessly. At first, we didn't talk. The weight of everything that had just happened hung between us and it felt too fresh... too soon. Also, we weren't out of this mess yet and I wasn't ready to reflect on everything until I was sure it was over.“Are we even going the right way?” Jenna finally asked, her voice shaky as her teeth chattered.“I... don’t know,” I admitted, looking around the endless forest. The truth tasted bitter on my tongue. We had been wandering for what felt like hours, and I had long since lost all sense of direction."So... Should we stop? Or do we just keep going?" Jenna asked hesitantly."We
(Katelyn's POV)The faint flicker of lights appeared up ahead, slicing through the tall trees and casting a soft, warm glow in our direction. I let out a shaky breath, the tension in my body slowly being replaced by a feeling I hadn’t truly let myself entertain for hours. Hope.Beside me, Jenna squeezed my hand, her fingers trembling as she shot me a look, her face breaking into a relieved smile.There was literal light at the end of this darkness for us... it finally felt real. Tangible.Tyler’s wolf nudged me gently from behind, his yellow eyes catching the glow from up ahead. I could sense the urgency in them. He also wanted this to be over, but he was careful. He wasn’t rushing this. Not yet.Ryder, who had been leading us, stopped abruptly, his ears twitching. He stood perfectly still, his body tense and alert. After a moment, he turned to Tyler, and with a silent nod, Tyler moved in front of me and Jenna, barring our way.The three of us watched as Ryder moved forward cautiously,
(Katelyn’s POV)Ryder looked back to see what Jenna was talking about as I shook my head. "We can't. What would we tell them at the hospital? I look like I've escaped from a fucking serial killer or something. They gave Ryder so much shit last time... I don't want to go through that again.""Let's see," Ryder said, reaching out his hand for my arm.Reluctantly, I held it out for him to inspect.It was bad... I knew it was bad. I'd been trying not to pay too much attention to it. I didn't want to give it any opportunity to slow me down and I definitely didn't want to see the blood. But now, as I looked down at the torn, ragged limb, it was abundantly clear that I definitely needed stitches.The sight of it made me feel sick and I got that swimming feeling in my head like I might pass out, but now wasn't the time. We still had to get out of here. We didn't have time for doctors and nurses and fucking Pantsuit Barbie to ask me a million questions. I was fully prepared to just grit my tee
(Katelyn’s POV)We all watched as Tyler disappeared into the rain, heading toward the convenience store inside the gas station.Ryder looked irritated and frustrated, but he kept it to himself, likely taking a moment to cool down and come to terms with our shitty situation as he stared out into the rain with his jaw clenched."Where are we even gonna go?" Jenna’s voice cut through the silence, soft but heavy with worry. Her wide eyes flickered over to me, searching for an answer.I shrugged, feeling the weight of the uncertainty pressing down on me. "I dunno," I admitted. "I guess we just drive until we find somewhere that feels safe."I knew it wasn’t the best idea I'd ever put forward, but I couldn't think of a better solution.Jenna sighed, leaning back against the seat, her shoulders slumping. We all felt it... the frustration, the helplessness. But compared to where I’d been just hours ago, alone in the dark with Harlan’s hand wrapped around my throat, this situation felt almost
(Katelyn’s POV)They finished playing their little game of musical chairs and then we were off, driving into the night as we tried to escape Harlan yet again.As Ryder drove, Tyler pulled out all the first aid supplies he'd purchased and I couldn't help but frown."Oooh! Disney Princesses! Nice!" I remarked with enthusiastic sarcasm, gesturing to a box of bandaids."It was this or Winnie the Pooh," he replied with a wry smile."Good call," I agreed, trying to mentally hype myself up for what was to come.He looked nervous. I could see it in his eyes but he tried to mask it. He reached out his hand for my arm, taking it gently and resting it on his lap while he soaked a cotton ball in the antiseptic. The strong, sharp smell wafted through the car, filling me with dread.His fingers held my wrist in place and I winced."Sorry, did I hurt you?" he asked, glancing up at me with concern as he released his grip.I shook my head. "It's fine. I just... I fell on it," I confessed awkwardly, re
(Katelyn’s POV)Tyler pulled a bandage out of the bag from the convenience store and stripped off the plastic wrapper with his teeth. "Ready?" he asked with a nervous expression.I nodded, bracing myself for what was next. Nothing could be worse than the antiseptic. I don't think actual fire could have been worse than the antiseptic. To my absolute and utter relief, I had been right. While uncomfortable and definitely painful, it was nowhere near as bad as the antiseptic had been. I exhaled slowly, the tension that had gripped my body finally starting to ease up.When Tyler had secured the bandage, I looked down at my arm and frowned. My right arm... The same one as last time...At least it wasn't a cast this time, I figured. But the repair job on this one had definitely hurt exponentially more. Last time I'd mercifully been anesthetized and was blissfully unaware of what was going on.“All done,” Tyler said, leaning back and inspecting his work with a critical eye. “That should hold
I adjusted my grip on the tiny, squirming bundle in my arms and smiled as a chorus of laughter echoed through the Valentine house."Could you hold her for a sec?" I asked Ryder, shifting Ava into a more comfortable position. "I forgot my phone downstairs.""Absolutely," he replied, his face lighting up as he took her from me.I had to admit, Ryder had surprised me. I’d always known Tyler would step up to fatherhood like it was his destiny, but Ryder… I thought he might need a little more coaxing along the way.To my relief, and, I'll be honest, surprise, that hadn’t been the case at all.Ryder had embraced fatherhood like a natural. Late-night feeds? He was right there with me. Diapers? No problem. Making sure I ate? He was relentless. And the way he loved our daughter, with every fiber of his being... God, it melted my heart daily.Tyler, on the other hand, was exactly the dad I’d known he’d be. He was steady, dependable, and endlessly patient. Where Ryder brought the energy and fun,
(Katelyn's POV)I nodded slowly, processing it all as I tried to picture it in my mind's eye."Oh! And get this!" Ryder piped up with an excited grin. "Michael, the guy you wrapped around the pillar? He's Simon's cousin!""What?! How do you know that?" I asked, confused.Tyler replied this time, "Well, when we were leaving, we bumped into Simon in one of those long, winding corridors. He started going off at us asking where we were going and if we had permission to leave, blah blah blah... But Helen shut him down. She told him that the decision had been made and instead of giving us a hard time he should probably go and check on his cousin because the last time she saw him, he didn't look so good.""You should have seen his face," Ryder smirked, chuckling to himself. "He just stood there for a moment, still blocking our path, but then I think something clicked in his head. He probably saw that we were all covered in blood and shit and realized that something was wrong and he practicall
(Katelyn's POV)The first thing I registered was the sound of hushed voices and the faint smell of lavender.My eyelids felt like they’d been superglued shut, but after what felt like an Olympic-level effort, I finally managed to pry them open.My vision swam, the room around me looking like a watercolor painting that someone had left out in the rain.Where was I? WHO was I? It felt like I had been asleep for a hundred years.I blinked repeatedly, willing my vision to focus, but when it finally did, nothing seemed familiar.It was dark, from what I could tell, and the only light was coming from a lamp somewhere on the other side of the room.I shifted onto my elbow, trying to sit up, but I instantly regretted it. Pain throbbed in my skull, my head spinning like I’d spent hours on some rotating carnival ride. A groan escaped me, and the low murmurs nearby stopped immediately.“Kate?” A voice cut through the haze... Familiar, warm, desperate.My gaze darted toward the sound, and there t
(Katelyn's POV)She was furious, but not with me. I could feel her... like a storm raging inside me, raw and untamed. I waited in the quiet shelter of my own mind, nothing more than an observer as I watched her wrath unfold. It was like witnessing a hurricane from the safety of a bunker, awe and terror warring inside me."We... We didn't know!" the iron-haired woman’s voice quivered, her arms raised defensively, as if they could shield her from the Goddess's divine fury."You didn't know?! You didn't know that you were exploiting them? Or you didn't know that I would care?" the Moon Goddes spoke through my lips, her words flowing like liquid thunder."I... We..." the woman stammered, her eyes darting around desperately, searching for someone, ANYONE, to come to her rescue. But no one did. No one dared to move. They were all frozen like statues in the face of the storm."You will—" the words spilled from my mouth, but I somehow managed to cut them off abruptly when I heard Tyler's angu
(Tyler's POV)"I don't know what to do," Kate whispered, her voice filled with helplessness as she looked up at me while I struggled against the attendants who held me in place."Let him go," she ordered, authority resonating through her voice in a way I'd never heard before.When they hesitated, she glanced toward the man she'd just sent flying through the air like a puppet as some kind of silent warning of her power.That seemed like enough for them to release me.The second I was free, I fell down beside her, desperate to stop the blood that was pouring from Ryder's neck. It was coming out so fast it was clear that they must have gotten an artery, the blood pulsating out of the wound in steady throbs."What do we do?" she whispered, looking to me for answers I didn't have.I reached out, holding my hand over hers in some futile attempt to stop the bleeding, but it was like trying to hold back a flood with a fucking paper towel.His neck was a mangled wreck. The flesh was torn open t
(Katelyn's POV)Tyler’s hand trembled as he held it in place over mine, trying desperately to stop the blood that continued to pulse out, albeit at a much slower pace now.His voice was a whisper and it wavered with desperation. "You’re going to be okay, Ryder. You hear me? Just hang on. Just—" he broke off, choking back a sob as his other hand found its way to Ryder’s blood-matted fur as he rubbed him affectionately.He looked at me, his face pale and his eyes swimming with tears that he tried uselessly to blink away.“Kate...” His voice cracked, barely audible above the rapid, shallow breaths of his brother. “The bleeding... it’s too much. He’s not healing fast enough.”His words struck me like a dagger to the chest. I'd thought it, but hearing him say it out loud made it real.“What are you saying?!” I cried, my voice raw and broken as I gripped Ryder’s limp paw, shaking it in hopes of some kind of reaction. My vision blurred as I let the tears spill down my cheeks. “Is he going to
(Katelyn's POV)Through a blur of tears, I found myself face to face with the broad-shouldered Elder, Michael."You're an abomination!" he snarled, his hands gripping my arms with a ferocity that promised bruises. "You're a curse! A witch! A temptress! Do you know how my family has suffered because of you?!" he spat as he shook me violently, his eyes filled with absolute rage."But... I..." I stammered, trying to form words into sentences, but my brain couldn't do it.All I could do was stare at him, still reeling from the fact that one second I had been kneeling beside Ryder, trying to help him, and the next, I was being violently shaken by a man who seemed to have gone full psycho."Katelyn?!" Tyler called out, realizing I was no longer at his side.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him struggling against about three or four attendants who tried to hold him back.Suddenly, pain shot through my cheek and the world around me fell into a darkness that seemed to ebb and flow like the t
(Katelyn's POV)For a moment, the entire room froze and my ears rang with the word exterminated."We're leaving," Tyler said, his voice low as he snatched me by the wrist and tugged me toward the door.The attendants remained though, none of them making any move to unblock our path. Instead, they all looked toward the iron-haired woman as if waiting for her to give them some instruction."Move," Tyler demanded sharply as Ryder appeared on my other side."We aren't finished here," the iron-haired woman called out as three more attendants appeared to block our exit."She wants to leave," Ryder replied, his voice filled with venom as he turned to address her."We aren't finished," she repeated, her voice cold and sharp as steel."I thought you said this was a hearing," I shot back, glaring at her. "Was there some line in the invitation about being held against my will? Because if there was, I must’ve missed that part," I spat, trying to hide my growing fear with sarcasm.The room fell si
(Katelyn's POV)The iron-haired woman watched me, her grip on her notes tightening once more. Her restraint was evident as she took a deep breath before finally replying. “You have already been told, Miss Grey, that this meeting is for us to ascertain—”I cut her off, my own patience now unraveling fast. “God, you can’t even give me a straight answer! What are the potential outcomes here?!” I demanded. "Even criminals on trial know what potential penalties they'll be facing! Why can't I be afforded the same courtesy?! Are you going to impose some kind of limitations on me and my abilities? Or do you plan to lock me in a prison cell? Or maybe a tower in the middle of nowhere? Are you going to kill me? Seriously, what options are on the table here?!" I pressed, annoyed by how fucking evasive she was being.It felt like they had already made up their minds here. While a few of them did seem to be on my side, it's clear that many of them were not. And those who sat on the fence would likel