Chapter 67

Naomi

Over the next few days, I tried to adjust to the new dynamics of my life. My wolf’s return brought a renewed sense of strength and purpose. I had shifted morning and night, relishing in the feel of my wolf as I ran around the Manor’s grounds. I’m not too sure what Tobin and Ataz thought of all of this. After years of hating wolves, it was strange to be one and a part of their coven. Still, with Cal always keeping a watchful eye, they never said or did anything. I was a hybrid. One of a kind. In someways I had finally found my power but it also felt incredibly lonely. There was no one else like me.

The cursed mate bond with Cal lingers over me like an oppressive weight, suffocating my every thought and action. I struggle to push it away, to deny the overwhelming emotions it evokes within me — a tumultuous mix of desire, confusion, and fear. But even as I fight against it, my eyes betray me, constantly drawn to him in a primal attraction that I cannot ignore. The sight of his powe