"You are curious about me. Then quit acting as if you could face the reality. Dax's voice sounded like a snarl, his tone harsh enough to pierce through the thick quietcovering us since we left the altar behind. Though now his words blazed in my head as much as the brightness of the unusual symbols. I shot back, matching his amber gaze with a fierceness I didn't quite feel, "I can handle more than you think." His mouth turned into a humorless sneer. "Very true?" Last time I looked, you hardly knew what you were up against.Zaia, you are depending on the wrong people. And among them is one standing just next to you. The scout froze, his hand tightening on his dagger. " What's that supposed to mean?" Dax turned away from him, staring only at me. "You seek responses?" Great. Don't claim, however, that I didn't warn you. We paused in a little meadow, the tension pulsing between us like an unseen storm. Dax slumped slightly as he leant against a tree. "I wasn't always a renegade," h
Dax had a strong, forceful, totally merciless voice. A few feet distant, his arms crossed, his amber gaze fixed on me with a force that made my wolf bristle. My body protesting, I stumbled to my feet. As I changed my hold on the knife, its blade glinting in the weak early light, my hands shook. I gasped, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. "I can't." You can, he snarled, moving forward. Also you will. Though he loomed above me, defiance drove me to stand straight rather than fear. Dax, you are not a warrior. "Not yet," he answered, his voice softening just enough to wound more deeply. But you will perish if you do not start behaving like one. And your kid will do likewise. His comments wounded, but they set off something inside of me—a spark of rage, of will. Aiming at him with the dagger, I surged forward. He sidestepped with easy fluidity and annoyingly simple motions. "Sloppy," he murmured, grasping my wrist and whirling just enough to disarm me. The dagger dropp
One cannot combat strength with fear. You either climb or you fall.Dax circled me, his sharp amber eyes fixed on mine, and his words rang in the clearing. Though my muscles hurt, my breathing was under control and sweat ran down my cheeks. I maintained my hold on the blade constant.First I lunged low, as he had instructed me. He sidestepped easily, grabbed my wrist and whirling to cause me to drop the sword.Again, he snarled and let me go with a forceful push. "You're dragging back."I snapped, grabbing the dagger off the ground, not sure."Yes, you are," he said, closing the space between us with one step. His hand sprang out, touching the mark on my arm—the one that pulsed every time danger lurked. "You really have more power than you would think, Zaia. Make advantage of it.I turned away his contact, my breath stitching as an unusual heat bloom developed under my flesh. It was something much more basic than mere anger—something deeper. My wolf agitated, hungry and restless.You
"Zaia, battle it!."Dax's words cut through the whirl of silvery light almost engulfing me. My imprint matched the deep, resonant hum filling the valley and burnt like molten fire. Closing in from all directions, shadows twisted and rebuilt in the mist.My knees collapsed and I gasped as force raced through me, too strong and uncontrolled. The voice answered once more—soft, familiar, and unrelenting."Zaia.... come home."Struggling to ground myself, I dug at the earth, but the magic pulled at my own essence and dragged me into the black core of the forest.Strong arms suddenly surrounded me, gently and powerfully anchoring me. "I have you," Dax said, his voice sharp yet consistent. "You are not walking away from me."As Dax's hands locked my arms, the turbulent magic inside me stilled, as if under his control. The deep hum stumbled for the shortest of seconds.I gasped and grabbed at him. "I am unable of controlling it... It's dragging me: "Dax said, "You're stronger than this," wit
"You believe I have fear of him?"Dax walked the edge of the clearing, his amber eyes shining with hardly controlled wrath, his voice a low, menacing growl. The far-off cry persisted in my thoughts, a terrible reminder that my history was creeping in quicker than I could have ready for it.Though my body still hurt, I straightened and pushed power into my voice. Dax, this is not about fear. It has to do with survival.His eye turned sharply and relentlessly to meet me. "I run from threats not from here.""Good," I corrected. Since we are not running this time.The scout moved forward, still pale from identifying Sebastian's wail. You have no idea what he is capable of.Coldly, memories of Sebastian's treachery ripping through me, I murmured, "I know exactly what he's capable of." But he is not the only one with authority these days.The scout faltered. He will not be alone if he finds you."Neither will I," I said decisively, looking at Dax. Though our disagreements, I could sense his
"You believe I have fear of him?"Dax walked the edge of the clearing, his amber eyes shining with hardly controlled wrath, his voice a low, menacing growl. The far-off cry persisted in my thoughts, a terrible reminder that my history was creeping in quicker than I could have ready for it.Though my body still hurt, I straightened and pushed power into my voice. Dax, this is not about fear. It has to do with survival.His eye turned sharply and relentlessly to meet me. "I run from threats not from here.""Good," I corrected. Since we are not running this time.The scout moved forward, still pale from identifying Sebastian's wail. You have no idea what he is capable of.Coldly, memories of Sebastian's treachery ripping through me, I murmured, "I know exactly what he's capable of." But he is not the only one with authority these days.The scout faltered. He will not be alone if he finds you."Neither will I," I said decisively, looking at Dax. Though our disagreements, I could sense his
"You have been lying to me from right from start."Like a razor, sharp and relentless, my voice sliced over the silence. Calen, the Crescent Moon scout, stiffened his hand automatically towards his dagger but did not pull it. His shoulders were tight and he looked at me with well-guarded eyes."I told you what you needed to know," he stated evenly, but behind his cool exterior there was a little edge of remorse."Desired to know?" Despite my best attempts to stifle them, I progressed and flames fluttered weakly about my fingers. You said nothing; you knew about the Shadow Mother—about the prophecy.At my side Dax stood, his dark and enigmatic countenance barely visible, his claws only barely healed. "Start discussing right now."Calen breathed loudly, his jaw clenching. "I was acting according to instructions."Whose orders? I insisted.He paused for a split second long enough for me to see the truth in his eyes before he spoke. "Alpha Sebastian's."The air appeared to stop dead cold.
You mislead me.As I battled the terrible darkness constricting my limbs, my voice quipped with suppressed wrath. The frigid tendrils stole my breath by tightening. Over me stood the tall guy, a soulless puppet of the Shadow Mother's will with brilliant emerald eyes devoid of humanity.Dax's enraged howl ripped the air from behind me. Something slammed the ground violently, claws ripped through skin and bone snapped."Zaia!"— His desperate and determined voice thundered over the open."I'm here!" I gasped, calling out the last traces of my will. Not once again, I won't be useless.Furious and relentless, flames set ablaze over my arms tore across the black chains dragging me down. Driven by my fury—by my betrayal—they burned hotter than they had ever done.Just as another corrupted Sentinel rushed, its twisted claws ripping through the air, I sprang to my feet. I turned backwards and pounded my flame-wreathed fist into its breast. The collision broke its black armour, throwing shadows
"We're not running," my voice sliced through the thick, cursed air like a razor blade. Not this time, too.Cassandra grinned, her darkly delighted emerald-green eyes flashing with old, perverted power.She lifted her palm and black power flowed from her fingers, splintering the floor in a web of jagged, burning runes. She was foolish.I launched a wall of flames to stop her next strike, but the cursed mark twisted agonisingly and I had to kneel.Sebastian raced forward, his sword blazing lethal arcs and savagely precisely chopping through shadow-beasts. Dax followed, deadly and unrelenting, his wolf form mercilessly ripping apart adversaries.Mocking voice of Cassandra permeated the area and crept into my head.You believe they may rescue you? Her eyes fixed predatory and knowing on me. "They don’s see you for what you really are... but I do."The cursed brand flashed, drawing me more into her twisted magic—a web of manipulation and sinister pledges.Everything turned suddenly.Realit
One cannot fight what is between us.Dax's voice pierced through the stifling tension in the dark chamber—raw, unvarnished. Locked on me like he could compel me to see the reality I was rejecting, his amber eyes blazed with great intensity.Heart racing, every nerve tensed to breaking, I retreated. Mirroring the struggle fighting within me, the cursed mark on my arm throbbed, silver-crimson flames flashing just under my skin."You're wrong," my voice trembled but I pushed it to firm. The link is not real—not anymore.His claws opened, tension flickering between us like a tempest just about to break.Then why are you unable to leave?""The air swelled and became imbued with magic and feeling. Memories flooded, unwelcome—Dax's unflinching dedication, the way his touch burnt away my anxiety, the quiet pledges we had made without words.Clutching my hands, I pushed the past down and vowed not to be dragged once again into his circle.I snarled, moving towards the broken window where the a
"We cannot reverse ourselves back there."With his low, cutting voice, Dax walked the clearing, his claws remaining slightly extended from the previous fight tinged with warning and hatred. Defiance burning in his amber eyes, he dared anybody to question him.I stayed quiet, barely restrained heat still boiling under my skin. The cursed brand on my arm pulsed, pushing against my will and driving me into careless strength."We have no option," I said, pointing him down. "There only is the Crescent Moon Pack with answers here."Sebastian's frigid voice sliced into the suspense. You think they will just let you stroll in?His sharp blue eye fixed on me. "They still consider you to be a hazard."Dax hissed, rage bursting through his voice. Allow them to try.Sebastian moved forward with a keen, deliberate look. "You have no idea how far the treachery runs."Memories surged—the Council's icy judgement, their falsehoods, and my exile—his words like a razor."I'm not the same helpless Luna th
"Don't reach for her!"With claws shining in the weak, cursed light, Dax's growl slashed across the darkness like a sword. He came between me and the approaching dark tendrils under Cassandra, his posture sharp and emitting protective anger.Sebastian stepped into a defensive posture on my opposite side and pulled his sword. His hard, deliberate look never wavered, fixated only on Cassandra, who regarded us with a twisted smile."Rogue, this is not your fight anymore." Sebastian's voice was austere, directive—all Alpha power.Amber eyes of Dax gleamed with fierce rebellion. "Look at me and try to stop."Cassandra's hands erupted in black, twisted magic before anybody could react, sending jagged shadow tendrils flying towards us.I flung my hands forward, silver-crimson flames firing deadly precisely, connecting mid-air with her onslaught in a furious explosion of fire and black energy.The collision sent us all flying dirt and ash across the fractured clearing. Though I pushed through
"You've been keeping both of you something from me."With a piercing voice filled with relentless fire and anger, I pointed my eyes at Dax and Sebastian, who stood tight and quiet beneath the moonlight canopy. As if feeling the secrets hanging heavy in the air, the cursed mark on my arm throbbed violently.Dax's teeth closed and his hands tightened at his sides. Amber had burning eyes and moved protectively towards me. "This is not the right moment."Sebastian laughed, blue eyes narrowing in coldness. She deserves to know.Then let me know! I asked, silver flames flickering over my fingers as I battled to rein in the growing force pumping under my skin. "No more lies."Sebastian's eyes blazed fiercely, but beyond his icy exterior was shame, regret, anguish.You were not just banished from the Crescent Moon Pack. His voice had low, menacing weight and meaning. You were buried.Every phrase hung like a blade ready to strike as the air appeared to stop." Hidden," I went back, incredulit
"How far are you ready to travel?"As Cassandra's black magic wrapped closer around me, the words reverberated over the searing abyss, icy and mocking. My brand flared agonizingly, flames raging against no burning shadows.Dax gripped onto my wrist, unwilling to let go despite the stinging fire now pouring from my cursed mark as his claws sank into the earth anchored him. His amber eyes radiated great will, daring destiny itself to test him.Sebastian snarling from behind yanked me back with unrelenting force. "We're not losing her!"But Cassandra's laughter twisted over the black emptiness like a frigid hurricane.Luna, everything comes at a cost. Are you willing to pay yours?Dax and Sebastian ripped me away from the black tendrils one last rush, sending lethal fractures spiraling over the cracked ground. Cassandra's cursed altar was sucked down in a cataclysmic explosion of shadows and fire.Breathless and beaten, we dropped hard on the charred woodland floor, but alive—for now.Da
You have to pay attention to me before it is too late.Low and threatening, full of intensity I had never heard before, Dax's voice broke through the tense calm of the burned battlefield His golden eyes locked into mine as if eager me to grasp something I cannot yet perceive.I straightened; the previous fight still pulsed force in my veins. At my fingers, silver flames flashed weakly, their warmth known but erratic—too wild, too erratic."We don't have time for warnings," I shot past him towards the fallen altar still dimly blazing with cursed symbols. "We must have responses."Dax grabbed my wrist and made me stop. His visage sharp and uncompromising, his claws hardly sheathed." The mark is changing you." His voice was extremely serious yet harsh. You have sensed it, haven't you?Though the truth in his comments was clear, I yanked my arm away and felt wrath. "I'm under control on it.""No," Dax snarled, moving forward and his presence overwhelming. It's under control you. Like she
"This finishes tonight."Sharp and relentless, my voice carried a strength I had just lately started to sense over the tight, shadowed woodland. Under my skin, the silver-crimson light of my mark pulsed weakly in time with the thrum of power in the air.Dax slid to my side, his face a combination of pride and sharp will. Claws extended, his amber eyes glowed with lethal determination."You're ready for this," he continued, voice low but calm, yet I sensed the flutter of worry under his brave."I have to be.". My eyes fixed on the black horizon, where whirled shadows danced far away— Cassandra's army was approaching.Sebastian discreetly came out from the tree line behind us, his dominating presence hard to overlook. His brilliant blue eyes locked with me, incomprehensible as usual."This is not only a struggle for survival," Sebastian replied coldly. "Your claim is to the power she seeks."Whispers of a familiar, nasty voice carried on the howling, black magic-driven twisting of the w
"You can't save her."The voice of the Moon Goddess was a terrible echo, piercing yet sad, rippling over the shadowy territory of my mind. Silver sparks flashing weakly around me, I battled the devouring darkness, but they darkened with every instant."Zaia, fight!" Dax's far-off voice thrashed the emptiness, strained and desperate. His presence anchored me even as I slid more into the cursed abyss, pulsating at the brink of my consciousness.The brand on my arm seared, whirling like live fire, dragging me farther into the darkness. My flesh was touched by cold hands pushing me into the inky depths."She's ours now," Cassandra's voice murmured, spiteful and icy.The blackness broke suddenly into an almost blinding stream of silver. Warm breeze stroking my cheeks smelled faintly of new rain and wildflowers. Blinking confused, I found myself standing in a calm field beneath a brilliant full moon.Emerging from the dazzling radiance, ethereal and royal, the Moon Goddess had flowing silve