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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
(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."W
I stomped along the deserted pavement, my mood as dark and brooding as the fast approaching storm clouds overhead. The library had been my escape from the overhyped Mating Celebration, but even the quiet rustle of pages and the familiar smell of old books hadn’t been enough to calm my irritation. The pack's obsession with this archaic tradition grated on me more than I cared to explain. That, and the fact that my family had booted me out of my home in Colorado and shipped me off to stay with my aunt here in Oregon almost a week ago now.The distant sounds of laughter and music from the celebration drifted through the air. It annoyed me. I couldn’t understand why everyone put so much stock in finding their 'destined mate.' The whole concept felt oppressive, like we were all just pawns in some preordained plan. The idea of 'mates' meant that there was no room for freewill, and that was something that just never sat well with me.My phone buzzed in my pocket, pulling me out of my thought
"I guess it's lucky we're in the bathroom then," I mumbled sarcastically, causing him to chuckle."Do you wanna come out?" the voice suggested hopefully.I sighed, pressing my back against the cool wall, and feeling it's chill seep through me. "No. Not yet. I just... I need a minute," I replied before blowing my nose."Fair enough," he conceded, then I was certain I heard him sit down."Um... Are you staying then?" I asked tentatively."Yeah, if that's okay. I mean, you did say it was a good thing we were in the bathroom if we might throw up..." he tried to justify his presence."I mean, I guess..." was all I managed in response, my tears on pause for the moment as I tried to deal with this weird turn of events.I unrolled another length of toilet paper, crumpling it into a ball and dabbing at my nose, which continued to run. Then I took a deep breath as I tried to regain my composure."Shouldn't you be at the Mating Celebration?" I asked, unable to disguise the bitterness in my voice
“So, what kind of music are you into?” he asked, a playful note in his tone.“Metal, mostly,” I replied casually. I could almost hear his eyebrows rising in surprise. “Metal, huh? I’m more of a classic rock guy myself,” he responded seemingly unfazed.The conversation meandered through favourite foods, movies, and hobbies. I found myself divulging details I hadn’t expected to share, drawn in by the anonymity the door provided.“Okay, so random question – are you a virgin?” he asked. His tone came across as if he were trying to deliver the question as a joke, but there was an unmistakable hint of curiosity in his voice.I laughed, caught off guard. “That's a very forward question for a first date, don't you think?” I quipped, evading the question."So this is a date, huh?" he asked, and I could hear the smirk in his voice. I was grateful for the door between us as I felt my cheeks flushing with embarrassment at my blunder."Well... I mean... It sort of feels like one," I admitted as m
My phone suddenly rang, cutting through the charged atmosphere and snapping us both back to reality. Tyler cleared his throat while I patted myself down, finally finding my phone in my back pocket. I checked the screen before answering. There was no chance I was taking a call from that moron, Liam, now. Fortunately, it was my aunt Mara."Hi Aunt Mara," I answered brightly, giving Tyler an apologetic look. He gave me an understanding smile and gestured for me to carry on, but he never took his eyes off me for a moment, as if my presence was somehow captivating.Aunt Mara was calling to find out whether I'd stayed for the Mating Celebration after all. When I'd left for the library this morning, I'd assured her in no uncertain terms that there was no way I'd be attending the celebrations. So, I guess she had every right to be worried that I wasn't home yet. The library had closed hours ago and for all she knew I could have been kidnapped by a wily pack of rogues. I ended the conversatio
I don't know how I eventually managed to fall asleep, but I did. Opening one sleepy eye, I gazed at my phone. I'd fallen asleep with it in my hand, clutching it like it was some kind of lifeline, and I saw now there was a light blinking to indicate I had a message.With absolute urgency I sat up and wiped the sleep from my eyes as muted daylight streamed through a crack in my curtains. My fingers worked as if they had a mind of their own, opening the text message, desperate to see who it was from. I was certain it was Tyler and beamed with excitement when I saw his name come up on my screen.The message was simple, but still managed to make my heart race and my breath hitch.Tyler:Morning 🌞 Hope you slept well.My entire body felt tingly as I read the words, thinking about our unexpected meeting the day before.I'd spent a good chunk of the night trying to justify the feelings I'd felt with him and reconcile these with my denial of the 'mate bond', but I'd come up short. There was s