Lila's POV
The past few days had been surreal, and if I was honest with myself, terrifying. Between strange symbols, mysterious creatures, and Dominic’s influence inching closer to our lives, it felt like my reality had completely tilted on its axis. The moment I thought I’d gotten a handle on things, something new would pull me back into the unknown. And now, it seemed the unknown had a face. Nathan Cross.
I’d known his name only because Ethan had mentioned him as a spy—a man Dominic had planted in Silverwood, a shadow in the corner watching every move we made. I never imagined he’d turn around, though, and certainly not for reasons that made sense to me. But here he was, and his cautious messages hinted at more danger, and perhaps more betrayal, than I’d imagined.
I glanced at my phone, still blinking with his last message: *Meet me tonight. I have something you need to hear. Something about Dominic’s next move.*
As if I didn’t have enough reasons to stay home and out of trouble, but this wasn’t something I could ignore.
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The evening was quiet as I stepped out of my house, making my way to the clearing where Nathan had suggested we meet. The trees overhead felt like a canopy of secrets, shrouding everything in shadows. Every crackle of leaves or rustle of branches set my nerves on edge, making me scan the dark forest for any sign of movement.
And then, out of the gloom, a figure emerged. Nathan’s tall, dark form leaned against a tree, his expression unreadable, though he looked around just as cautiously as I did.
“Lila,” he greeted in a hushed tone, his gaze flickering to the trees around us.
“Nathan,” I replied, my voice low. “You wanted to talk?”
He nodded, the flicker of urgency in his eyes undeniable. “Look, there’s something you need to know about Dominic’s plans. This entire time, he’s been gathering forces, looking for weaknesses, but he’s also been… misled. Someone’s been feeding him false information, hoping to divert his attention from what’s really happening.”
I frowned, struggling to understand the game Dominic was playing. “Why tell me? Why betray him now, after all this time?”
Nathan’s jaw clenched, his eyes distant. “I didn’t sign up to hurt innocents, Lila. And I didn’t expect… I didn’t know he’d go this far. Dominic’s not planning on just taking over Ethan’s pack. He’s after something much darker. And you’re right at the center of it.”
A chill ran down my spine. “What does that mean? How am I involved?”
Nathan hesitated, his face tight with something almost like remorse. “He’s been trying to unlock a power that can only be controlled by someone with a certain bloodline. He thinks you’re the key.”
The idea felt absurd, yet, given the strange things happening around me, not entirely surprising. The symbol, the creatures, the forest… all of it seemed to point toward something bigger, something I hadn’t yet begun to understand.
“Nathan, you need to tell Ethan all of this,” I urged. “He needs to know everything you just told me.”
He shook his head, his eyes darkening. “I can’t risk it. If Dominic’s men find out I’ve been talking to you, I won’t make it out alive.”
I reached out, my hand brushing his arm. “You don’t have to do this alone. We can protect you.”
He gave me a small, sad smile, his gaze lowering. “I appreciate that, Lila, but I’m too deep in this to just walk away. My only chance is to get this information to you and hope it makes a difference.”
He reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a small piece of paper. “This has the details you’ll need. Dominic’s movements, his allies… everything. Get it to Ethan and be careful. Trust no one.”
A strange unease settled over me as I took the paper, tucking it away in my pocket. The weight of his words pressed on me, an ominous warning that felt as heavy as the thickening shadows around us.
“Thank you, Nathan. I’ll get this to Ethan.”
He gave a small nod, a flicker of relief crossing his face. But before I could turn to leave, a low growl filled the air, sending a chill down my spine. Nathan’s face twisted in fear, and he turned, his eyes darting around the clearing.
“Run, Lila,” he hissed. “Get out of here, now.”
My heart hammered in my chest, and without a second thought, I took off, sprinting through the underbrush as quietly as I could. I didn’t look back, but I could hear the sounds of a struggle, Nathan’s voice muffled by the growls and snarls that tore through the forest.
I ran until my legs ached, until my lungs burned, my mind reeling with what I’d just learned and the terrifying realization that Dominic’s reach was everywhere.
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By the time I reached Ethan’s house, my breaths came in gasps, my hands shaking as I pounded on his door.
Ethan opened it, his face etched with concern the moment he saw me. “Lila? What happened?”
I couldn’t get the words out fast enough. “Nathan. He told me Dominic’s planning something. He gave me information… but he got caught.”
Ethan’s face darkened, his jaw tightening as he pulled me inside. “Where did this happen?”
“In the clearing near the forest’s edge. Dominic’s men must have followed him. He told me…” I hesitated, taking a shaky breath. “He told me that Dominic thinks I’m the key to unlocking some power.”
The weight of it all hit me in that moment, the full gravity of what I’d just heard. I didn’t even know what this power was, or why I was supposedly linked to it, but Dominic had been searching for me, waiting for this moment.
Ethan’s hand found mine, his touch grounding me. “Lila, we’ll figure this out together. Whatever Dominic’s after, he won’t get to you. I won’t let him.”
I nodded, my chest tightening as I clutched the slip of paper Nathan had given me. It felt like the only shield we had against Dominic’s plans, and yet, with Nathan’s capture, it didn’t feel nearly enough.
Ethan glanced at the paper, his eyes narrowing. “We’ll need to go over this carefully. Dominic’s cunning. He’ll have planned for every angle.”
He led me to the living room, where he spread the paper across the coffee table. The scrawled notes were a map of deception and treachery—a list of Dominic’s allies, movements, and a crude drawing of some kind of emblem I didn’t recognize.
“Have you seen this before?” Ethan asked, pointing to the drawing.
I shook my head, frowning as I traced the lines of the emblem. It was oddly familiar, yet foreign, as though I’d seen it somewhere, in a dream or a memory just out of reach.
“Lila,” Ethan murmured, his eyes watching me carefully. “This emblem is a mark of the ancient bloodline Dominic’s after. If he thinks you’re connected to it, it means he’s planning to draw you in, use you to access whatever power he believes you hold.”
I swallowed, the weight of his words settling heavily on me. “What does he hope to gain from it? Why would he go to these lengths?”
Ethan’s gaze darkened, and his jaw clenched as he glanced back at the paper. “He wants to control the packs, Lila. And to do that, he needs something stronger than brute force. He needs magic—ancient magic.”
A shiver ran through me, the pieces slowly clicking together. “So he thinks I’m the missing link?”
Ethan nodded, his hand reaching to gently grip my shoulder. “He’s wrong, Lila. We’re not going to let him near you. Whatever plans he has, we’ll dismantle them before he gets a chance.”
I took a deep breath, forcing the fear to the back of my mind as I looked into Ethan’s eyes. There was a fierce determination there, a promise that he’d stand by me, no matter the cost.
“Then we have to get Nathan out,” I said firmly. “He risked everything to get this to us. We can’t just leave him in Dominic’s hands.”
Ethan’s lips pressed into a grim line, and he nodded. “Agreed. But it won’t be easy. Dominic’s hold on his pack is absolute, and his reach is extensive. We’ll have to tread carefully.”
My chest tightened as I thought of Nathan, the risks he’d taken, the sacrifice he’d made to try to keep me safe. I owed him, and I wasn’t about to let his efforts go to waste.
“We’ll get him out,” I whispered, more to myself than anyone else.
Ethan squeezed my hand gently. “Yes, we will.”
As we poured over the paper, piecing together every bit of information Nathan had managed to relay, I felt the fire of resolve ignite within me. Dominic Kane may have planned for everything, but he hadn’t planned on the strength of those willing to stand against him. And as long as I had Ethan by my side, I wasn’t backing down.
Lila’s POVThe moment Ethan and I decided to go after Nathan, it felt as if a ticking clock had started. Every second wasted was a moment Nathan might not have, a chance Dominic could exploit. The plan itself was shaky at best—but we couldn’t afford to wait any longer.As I pulled my jacket tighter against the chill of the night air, I glanced over at Ethan. His expression was grim, eyes focused on the dark stretch of forest ahead. I could feel the tension radiating off him; this wasn’t just a rescue mission to him—it was personal. Dominic’s web was closing in on his pack, his home, and now Nathan, who had risked everything to help us.“Are you sure about this?” Ethan asked, glancing my way with a flicker of hesitation.I nodded, swallowing back my nerves. “Nathan trusted us enough to reach out. We owe it to him.”His hand found mine for a moment, grounding me in his steady grip. “Stay close to me. Dominic’s spies could be anywhere, and he won’t hesitate to turn this against us.”I no
Ethan’s POVThe weight of the night settled heavy on my shoulders as I watched Lila and Nathan disappear into the shadows of the forest, my heart beating out a primal rhythm that urged me to go after them, to make sure they were truly safe. But Dominic was still here, standing in the half-lit cabin, his smirk as sharp as a blade. There was no walking away, not until this was over.He chuckled, low and mocking, his eyes shining with that disturbing gleam that hinted at all the twisted thoughts lurking behind them. “Sending her off without you, Blackwood? Don’t tell me you’re getting soft.”“You crossed a line, Dominic. Threatening her is going to cost you,” I spat back, feeling the heat rise in my chest, my muscles tensed and ready. This man had taken so much already—my father’s life, the safety of my pack. He wouldn’t get Lila, too.Dominic’s grin only widened, amused as he took a slow step closer. “She doesn’t even know half of what you’ve done to put her at risk, does she?”I wasn’t
Ethan’s POV The weight of Marcus’s accusations hadn’t lifted since the night of the fight. His words haunted me, echoing in my mind every time I closed my eyes. My father’s legacy was a shadow I’d always carried, but now it felt heavier, darker, and more dangerous than ever. Lila deserved the truth, and I couldn’t avoid it any longer. She was part of this now, whether she wanted to be or not. The bond we shared was undeniable, see that she fated to be me forever, and if I didn’t come clean, it would only fester between us like an open wound. As I stumbled into the night air, the chill hit me like a slap, clearing my head enough to take stock of my surroundings. The night was still, save for the sounds of the struggle in the cabin, and the faint rustling of leaves as other figures approached.Lila’s voice called out softly from the shadows, and I turned, finding her there, her face etched with worry. She must have doubled back after reaching safety with Nathan, unwilling to leave
Lila's POVThe air in the room felt suffocating after Marcus’s revelation. Fenris. The first werewolf. Even the name carried an ominous weight, like saying it aloud would summon him. Ethan was already barking orders, his alpha presence commanding the room. Meanwhile, I stood rooted to the spot, my mind racing.I wasn’t ready for this.The pack’s training area buzzed with tense energy, everyone sharpening their skills, memorizing plans, and exchanging nervous glances. Most of them avoided looking at me directly, unsure, no doubt, what to make of the human girl suddenly thrust into their supernatural world, although now i knew i was no longer a normal human girl, not with everything happening lately. I did my best to ignore the stares, focusing instead on practicing a new control technique Ethan had shown me to rein in the flickering energy c
Lila’s POV I tugged at the clumps formed in my hair from work all day between my fingers. It carried a scent of antiseptic and fur, a familiar blend that seemed almost calming — the way my little Silverwood veterinary clinic always had. The clinic was so much more than my job, it was where I felt safe valiantly striving to save animals gave me something to focus on that both benefited others and in turn filled the void inside of me which seemed unending most days.Silverwood was a quaint isolated town surrounded by giant oak trees with rolling hills for miles and silver spinning between them. The town had a quiet classicism that seemed insulated from the pace of change beyond its borders. Here we knew each other, and everyone knew one another - deeply interconnected. But over time, there had been something unsettling running like a live wire beneath it all that began with the animals.“Another one, Lila,” my assistant Sarah called out through the halls of our clinicI breathed out an
Lila’s POV Sunlight poured through the window of my clinic, giving a soft aura to it all. I sat bolt upright, the memories of last night slamming through my mind. It was like a half-remembered dream, the wolf and the mysterious sickness, Ethan appearing out of nowhere– but my tired bones ached and the unconscious wolf in the next room were proof that it was all real. I stretched , feeling the weight of the day ahead, and headed to the examination room. The wolf was asleep and resting comfortably. I was glad to see that its injury was not swollen up and had remained quiet through the night. But as much as I wanted to believe everything was fine. I couldn't shake the unease feeling that settled in my gut. Sarah was already up, drinking coffee over a bunch of files as she reviewed them. “Um, morning,” she said with a tired smile. "Our patient is stable. I checked up on him a couple of time at midnight""Thank you, Sarah." I replied, appreciating her effort. "I'll take over from here.
Lila’s POV The shadows flickered and danced among the trees, their presence ill-intent threatening to thicken into a tangible aura. Ethan stood in front of me, tense and alert as if he might leap to the left or right at any second. I felt my heart beating in my chest, adrenaline pumping through all of me as we watched the strange movements in the forest. There was something about Ethan that both intrigued and frightened me. The way he had tamed the wolf so effortlessly, his eyes briefly changing to that unnatural gold—it was as if he wasn't completely human.But he as looked at me, and for some reason I feel safe standing here with him right now.“Follow me,” he murmured, his voice resonating deep and thus commanding. That was the third time he said it, and I couldn't help but spark a little bit of nerve still hearing that overly protective tone in his voice. I was no damsel in distress, but I knew for sure not to argue with someone who clearly knew more about what we were facing th
Lila’s POV I woke up the next day with a huge lump in my chest. The events of yesterday kept circulating in my mind over and over, causing an unease to hover on me. Ethan's fierce protectiveness and the disturbing encounter with Dominic, those red glowing eyes in shadows—I only thought these situations were bad nightmares. But my tight muscles and the lump in my gut told me otherwise.I got out of bed and did my morning routine, hoping the order would settle me.As I made my way to the clinic, the early morning sunrise casting shadows across the quiet street of Silverwood. I felt like eyes watching me on my walk to the clinic. I quickened my pace. When i got to the clinic Sarah was already there when I walked up, her normally open face screwed into an expression of worry. ‘Morning, Lila,’” she said in that tight way people do when they are trying to be friendly against their better judgement. ''Did you hear about the incident at the Miller farm?". I frowned, shaking my head. “No, w
Lila's POVThe air in the room felt suffocating after Marcus’s revelation. Fenris. The first werewolf. Even the name carried an ominous weight, like saying it aloud would summon him. Ethan was already barking orders, his alpha presence commanding the room. Meanwhile, I stood rooted to the spot, my mind racing.I wasn’t ready for this.The pack’s training area buzzed with tense energy, everyone sharpening their skills, memorizing plans, and exchanging nervous glances. Most of them avoided looking at me directly, unsure, no doubt, what to make of the human girl suddenly thrust into their supernatural world, although now i knew i was no longer a normal human girl, not with everything happening lately. I did my best to ignore the stares, focusing instead on practicing a new control technique Ethan had shown me to rein in the flickering energy c
Ethan’s POV The weight of Marcus’s accusations hadn’t lifted since the night of the fight. His words haunted me, echoing in my mind every time I closed my eyes. My father’s legacy was a shadow I’d always carried, but now it felt heavier, darker, and more dangerous than ever. Lila deserved the truth, and I couldn’t avoid it any longer. She was part of this now, whether she wanted to be or not. The bond we shared was undeniable, see that she fated to be me forever, and if I didn’t come clean, it would only fester between us like an open wound. As I stumbled into the night air, the chill hit me like a slap, clearing my head enough to take stock of my surroundings. The night was still, save for the sounds of the struggle in the cabin, and the faint rustling of leaves as other figures approached.Lila’s voice called out softly from the shadows, and I turned, finding her there, her face etched with worry. She must have doubled back after reaching safety with Nathan, unwilling to leave
Ethan’s POVThe weight of the night settled heavy on my shoulders as I watched Lila and Nathan disappear into the shadows of the forest, my heart beating out a primal rhythm that urged me to go after them, to make sure they were truly safe. But Dominic was still here, standing in the half-lit cabin, his smirk as sharp as a blade. There was no walking away, not until this was over.He chuckled, low and mocking, his eyes shining with that disturbing gleam that hinted at all the twisted thoughts lurking behind them. “Sending her off without you, Blackwood? Don’t tell me you’re getting soft.”“You crossed a line, Dominic. Threatening her is going to cost you,” I spat back, feeling the heat rise in my chest, my muscles tensed and ready. This man had taken so much already—my father’s life, the safety of my pack. He wouldn’t get Lila, too.Dominic’s grin only widened, amused as he took a slow step closer. “She doesn’t even know half of what you’ve done to put her at risk, does she?”I wasn’t
Lila’s POVThe moment Ethan and I decided to go after Nathan, it felt as if a ticking clock had started. Every second wasted was a moment Nathan might not have, a chance Dominic could exploit. The plan itself was shaky at best—but we couldn’t afford to wait any longer.As I pulled my jacket tighter against the chill of the night air, I glanced over at Ethan. His expression was grim, eyes focused on the dark stretch of forest ahead. I could feel the tension radiating off him; this wasn’t just a rescue mission to him—it was personal. Dominic’s web was closing in on his pack, his home, and now Nathan, who had risked everything to help us.“Are you sure about this?” Ethan asked, glancing my way with a flicker of hesitation.I nodded, swallowing back my nerves. “Nathan trusted us enough to reach out. We owe it to him.”His hand found mine for a moment, grounding me in his steady grip. “Stay close to me. Dominic’s spies could be anywhere, and he won’t hesitate to turn this against us.”I no
Lila's POVThe past few days had been surreal, and if I was honest with myself, terrifying. Between strange symbols, mysterious creatures, and Dominic’s influence inching closer to our lives, it felt like my reality had completely tilted on its axis. The moment I thought I’d gotten a handle on things, something new would pull me back into the unknown. And now, it seemed the unknown had a face. Nathan Cross.I’d known his name only because Ethan had mentioned him as a spy—a man Dominic had planted in Silverwood, a shadow in the corner watching every move we made. I never imagined he’d turn around, though, and certainly not for reasons that made sense to me. But here he was, and his cautious messages hinted at more danger, and perhaps more betrayal, than I’d imagined.I glanced at my phone, still blinking with his last message: *Meet me tonight. I have something you need to hear. Somethi
Lila's POVI didn't expect to wake up in a state of dread, yet here I was, lying wide-eyed and tense in bed, replaying every moment from last night. The dark forest, the monstrous creature… and that cursed, ancient ruin. My heart hadn’t stopped racing since I’d left Ethan standing there to face down whatever that thing was. I’d wanted to stay and help, but he’d given me no choice, pushing me forward until I had no choice but to run.A gentle knock on my bedroom door interrupted my thoughts, and I sat up, brushing the hair from my face. "Come in," I called, my voice sounding thin and tired.My sister Olivia stepped in, a concerned frown on her face as she took one look at me. "You look like you’ve been through a blender. Did you even sleep?"I shrugged, managing a small smile. "You could say that. It was… a rough night."Olivia settled on the edge of my bed, her soft features tinged with worry. "I can tell. You’ve been different these past few days—distracted, tense." She paused, her g
Ethan’s POVThe night air was sharp and unsettling as Lila and I decided to take another routine home. I waited for her to close the clinic and we walk together. We were talking and we didn't know when we wondered into the forest. we made our way through the dense woods, the darkness closing in around us. Lila walked beside me, her eyes scanning every shadow, every rustle of leaves. She was silent, her usual calm replaced with a simmering tension that made my instincts flare. Neither of us knew what to expect—or even where exactly we were going.I had a flashlight, but it only pierced a fraction of the night. My senses were on high alert, aware of every snap of a twig, every shift in the breeze.“Are you sure we’re going the right way?” Lila asked quietly, casting a glance back over her shoulder.I nodded, though truthfully, I wasn’t sure. This part of the fo
Ethan’s POVThe sun was barely peeking over the treetops when I arrived back at the pack house. My mind was still racing after the conversation with Elena, her prophecy playing on a loop in my head: *a great sacrifice, a betrayal from within.* The heaviness of it was suffocating, but I couldn’t afford to show it. Not now, not ever.As I walked through the front door, the smell of coffee hit me, and the usual chatter of the morning buzzed in the air. The pack wolves were already gathering, talking in low tones, but the tension was palpable. I could feel it—like an itch beneath the skin—something was off.Marcus was at the center of it. His deep voice carried across the room, and I could hear the edge in it. He was pacing near the windows, arms crossed, his jaw tight as he spoke with one of the younger wolves, Cole. The two of them looked… heated.I narrowed my eyes, my instincts bristling. Marcus had been acting strange lately, distant. More than once, I’d caught him staring off into t
Ethan’s POVThe air inside Elena’s cabin was thick with the scent of sage and something else—something ancient that I couldn’t quite place. It was quiet except for the occasional crackle of the fire in the stone hearth. I had been here plenty of times before, but tonight, something felt different. There was a tension that clung to the air, a heaviness that settled deep in my chest.I stood by the window, looking out at the dark forest that surrounded the cabin. The trees seemed to press in closer than usual, their shadows long and foreboding. It felt like they were waiting for something. Or maybe someone.“Elena,” I called, my voice low but firm. “We need answers.”Behind me, I heard the soft shuffle of Elena Grey’s bare feet against the wooden floor. She moved slowly, as if weighed down by the gravity of what she had to say. I turned to face her, watching as she approached the small altar at the center of the room. The firelight cast eerie shadows across her face, making her look old