Seraphina Nightbane has spent her life as a shadow in her own pack—beaten, silenced, and told she was worthless. Her wolf, fierce and raw, screams for freedom, but Sera has learned to suppress every instinct. Kaelion Stormrider is a man of shadows and scars. Silent and dominant, he is the heir to a neighboring pack and a wolf who trusts no one. But when his wolf senses Sera, broken yet defiant, something primal awakens inside him. He isn’t here to play savior. He’s here to uncover the truth—and her presence threatens to shatter everything he has built. “Who are you running from?” Kael’s voice is low and dangerous. “Everyone,” Sera whispers. In a world where betrayal lurks behind every smile and alliances are fragile, Sera and Kael are bound by secrets they can’t share and a pull they can’t deny. But as the enemies close in, Sera must decide: Will she keep hiding in the shadows, or will she unleash the wolf inside her? The hunter and the hunted are on a collision course, and when they meet, nothing will be the same.
View MoreChapter 31 Seraphina’s POV “You’re joining me in training.” I stared at Kaelion like he’d just grown another head. “Training?” My voice came out higher than I expected. “But… I—I’m not ready.” He didn’t flinch. His tone was matter-of-fact, as if this was just another morning. “You need control. You want answers. Training is where we start.” “But I don’t even know how to throw a punch,” I mumbled. “You’ll learn.” His eyes softened slightly. “I’ll teach you myself.” The words shouldn’t have meant so much, but they did. My heart gave a traitorous little thump. Kaelion—Alpha heir, warrior—was offering to help me. Not because he had to. But because he wanted to. “Okay,” I said, barely above a whisper. “I’ll come.” He gave a short nod, the corner of his lips twitching just slightly. “Good. Sunrise. Don’t be late.” I showed up the next morning barely awake, still stiff from yesterday’s chaos, but determined. My new clothes were simple and functional: dark leggings, a fitted top, an
Chapter 33Kaelion’s POVEver since that night in the woods, when Seraphina’s shift shook the forest and sent ripples through the pack’s bond, things had changed.Especially for my wolf.Speedy had always been possessive when it came to her—but now? He was feral with want. Restless. Needy.It was like her wolf had awakened something ancient inside mine. Something wild and obsessed.Every time she came close, her scent wrapped around me like a noose. Her heartbeat became a drum I couldn’t ignore. Her energy teased mine—then slipped away like smoke.And the worst part? She was avoiding me.Actively.Painfully.I saw her in the corridors and she’d turn the other way. Training? She’d come early, leave early. Dinner? She sat with the Delta females now, ignoring the seat next to me like it was cursed.Speedy paced endlessly in my mind. She’s ours. Why is she running?“She’s scared,” I muttered aloud, rubbing my temple.Then make her feel safe, my wolf growled. Make her stay.I tried. But ev
Chapter 32Seraphina’s POVMy blade clashed against Kaelion’s with a sharp crack, the shock of impact rippling up my arms.“You’re improving,” he said, stepping back. “You still telegraph your swings, though.”I exhaled, adjusting my grip. “Maybe because I’m swinging at someone who looks like he could break a tree in half.”A smirk played on his lips. “Flattery won’t stop me from knocking you on your ass.”“Noted,” I muttered, and lunged again.We trained until the sun was high, sweat dripping into my eyes, my muscles burning. But it was the kind of burn that meant progress. Kaelion didn’t hold back, but he never let me fall too hard. When I tripped, he caught me. When I stumbled, he steadied me. And when I got back up, he always nodded like that was what mattered most.The days following the incident had turned cold, even under the sun. Whispers followed me through the corridors. Side-eyes. Paused conversations.And Kaelion.Always near. Always watching.His concern clung to him lik
Chapter 31Seraphina’s POV“You’re joining me in training.”I stared at Kaelion like he’d just grown another head. “Training?” My voice came out higher than I expected. “But… I—I’m not ready.”He didn’t flinch. His tone was matter-of-fact, as if this was just another morning. “You need control. You want answers. Training is where we start.”“But I don’t even know how to throw a punch,” I mumbled.“You’ll learn.” His eyes softened slightly. “I’ll teach you myself.”The words shouldn’t have meant so much, but they did. My heart gave a traitorous little thump. Kaelion—Alpha heir, warrior—was offering to help me. Not because he had to. But because he wanted to.“Okay,” I said, barely above a whisper. “I’ll come.”He gave a short nod, the corner of his lips twitching just slightly. “Good. Sunrise. Don’t be late.”I showed up the next morning barely awake, still stiff from yesterday’s chaos, but determined. My new clothes were simple and functional: dark leggings, a fitted top, and boots th
30Seraphina’s POVThe sun was just beginning to rise when the trembling finally stopped. My breaths came in slow, uneven waves, my body aching from the battle between my instincts and the remnants of that unnatural power still humming beneath my skin.And I was barely clothed.The remnants of my shift had left my clothes shredded, torn beyond repair. Cool morning air brushed against my exposed skin, making me shiver. I curled my arms around myself, trying to cover what little I could.Kaelion had never left my side.I felt his presence beside me, steady and unwavering, even when I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. He had every reason to fear me. I’d nearly—No. I didn’t want to think about it.“Come on,” he murmured, his voice quieter now, almost gentle. “There’s somewhere I want to take you.”I hesitated. My legs felt weak, my mind still fogged over from whatever had taken hold of me, but something in his tone made me follow. He didn’t force me, didn’t push—he simply waited, lik
29Kaelion’s PovThe command was brief, but it was enough. Dax didn’t hesitate, and I felt the connection to him snap tight as he acknowledged the order. I didn’t have time to wait.With a low growl, I surged forward, my wolf’s muscles coiling and releasing like springs beneath my fur. The wind howled past me as I raced after her, my paws barely touching the earth.I didn’t know what was happening to her. But I knew one thing—I wasn’t letting her face it alone.Then I saw her.I skidded to a stop so abruptly that frost crackled beneath my paws.Seraphina wasn’t just standing there—she was glowing.Moonlight-silver fur rippled over her frame, shimmering as if laced with stardust. But it wasn’t just her fur that stopped me cold—it was the aura around her. With every step she took, ice bloomed in delicate, crystalline patterns across the ground, spreading outward in a frozen web. The air around her crackled with cold, unnatural and ancient, sinking into my bones.My wolf stirred inside
28Kaelion’s POVI didn’t trust this woman.Luna was too smooth, too sweet, her words like honey laced with poison. And the way she kept smiling at Seraphina, like she actually cared, made my skin crawl.I watched her closely as she raised her glass to her lips, sipping her wine slowly, her eyes flicking between me and Seraphina. She was playing a game, and I hated not knowing the rules.When the food arrived, I didn’t hesitate.I reached for Seraphina’s plate, pulling it toward me. She didn’t protest, just watched as I picked up her fork and cut into the meat.Slowly, I brought the piece to my mouth and chewed.Luna let out a soft chuckle, tilting her head. “My, how protective,” she mused, swirling the wine in her glass.I didn’t answer. I was too focused on the taste.Nothing seemed off. No bitterness. No strange aftertaste. But that didn’t mean anything. If Luna wanted to harm Seraphina, she wouldn’t be so obvious.After a moment, I placed the plate back in front of her.Seraphina
27Seraphina’s POVI didn’t want to do this.Every part of me screamed to turn and run, to put as much distance between myself and this place as possible. Yet, here I was, standing in the dimly lit hallway of my old packhouse, my heart hammering in my chest as Luna smiled at me like I was some long-lost daughter she had dearly missed.“Dinner,” she had said. “A chance to put the past behind us.”I wanted to say no. I had said no.I didn’t trust her. I couldn’t trust her.But Kaelion’s voice had been calm, steady, the anchor I needed when I felt like I was drowning. “If we go, we might learn something,” he had murmured, his fingers brushing against mine, grounding me. “If she’s playing a game, I want to know the rules.”And so, against every instinct, I had agreed.Now, seated at the long dining table, I regretted it.The air was thick with tension, no matter how much Luna tried to mask it with her overly warm smile. The flickering candlelight cast eerie shadows across the grand dining
26Kaelion’s POVI had been standing in that cursed room for far too long, facing the Luna as she weaved her web of lies with practiced ease. She sat there, poised and calculated, playing the perfect picture of a woman with nothing to hide.“I don’t understand what more you need from me, Alpha Kaelion,” she said with an infuriatingly soft smile. “Seraphina was always a difficult child, but she was taken care of. I assure you, there is no dark secret lurking in her past.”Lies. Every word was a lie.I narrowed my eyes, my patience wearing dangerously thin. “Her mother,” I pressed. “What really happened to her?”The Luna let out a soft sigh, tilting her head as if I were the one being difficult. “I told you already. She was weak. She passed after giving birth. These things happen.”I didn’t believe her. Not for a damn second.The room felt suffocating, the air thick with something unspoken, something hidden. I could feel it in the way she carefully chose her words, in the way her finger
PrologueThe night air cut through my skin as I stumbled through the forest, blood and sweat soaking my torn clothes. Each breath felt like a blade, each step a reminder of my broken body. Behind me, laughter echoed, cruel and mocking, mixing with the distant howls of wolves.I had always been unwanted. From the moment I was born, I was a burden—a reminder of my mother’s failure to give my father a son. My existence had been a mistake. He had abandoned her, leaving her to wither while he took another mate who could give him what he truly desired—a child he could love.But I killed that child.Thirteen years old, and my wolf had manifested, burning through me with a feverish rage. I had gone to the lake, seeking relief from the fire inside, and she followed. I didn’t mean to shift. I didn’t mean to crack the ice. But I did, and the water swallowed her whole.I tried to save her. I had tried. But no one cared about that. I became a killer, the cursed child. My father couldn’t even look a...
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