As soon as Miss Anne leaves the room, I feel the silence close in around me. The fire crackles quietly in the corner, casting flickering shadows on the walls, but the warmth does nothing to ease the tension simmering under my skin. I glance at the door, my mind racing.This is my chance.I don't care how many guards they have outside or what twisted reasoning that Alpha thinks justifies keeping me here. I'm not about to sit around waiting for them to decide my fate. My fingers itch with impatience, just as I look at them. The pain has gone completely, making me raise my eyebrows in surprise, having no idea that it would heal me completely. I sigh to myself, being glad that I donโt have to worry about the pain anymore and press forward, tiptoeing toward the door as silently as I can manage.Opening the door with my elbow since I have no where to clean this paste off my hands, I peer in the hallway. It is beyond is empty, the soft murmur of voices filtering through from somewhere in the
The steam has barely cleared from the mirror when I step out of the shower, wrapping the white towel around myself as I take a deep breath, feeling at ease after the shower. The fresh scent of soap clings to me, washing away the dirt and sweat, but I know the relief is temporary. In the end, a clean face wonโt change the fact that Iโm still trapped here, a rogue at the mercy of the Raven Moon Pack...I step into the small room I had been secluded in and glance down at the pile of clothes Miss Anne left for meโa basic top and black sweatpants, simple and practical, with a pair of underwear and a free-sized bra. At least they'll be able to fit my d-cup, usually that could be a problem but I'm glad Miss Anne was considerate enough to bring something that would fit me... I sigh to myself and slip into the clothes, being struck by how strange it feels to beโฆ comfortable. This isn't usually my style. After so long on the run, Iโve grown used to discomfort. Iโve learned to ignore the ache of
I blink at him a few times, letting his words reiterate in my mind. And once they do, I canโt help the reaction I give him. I burst out into laughter, the sound sharp and unrestrained in the otherwise heavy silence of the room. But as I look back at him, I meet his cold, furious glare, immediately making my smile slowly die down.โWait, youโre serious...โ I ask, still chuckling but less humourlessly now, and as my eyes meet his, I realize he is serious. His expression remains the sameโunflinching, carved in cold stone.โIn the few years Iโve been Alpha... I have not come across a single female capable of angering me yet intriguing me at the same time,โ Alpha Octavius explains, his voice low and measured, each word like a calculated strike as he tilts his head at me.The amusement drains from my face as his icy gaze stays locked on mine. My body tenses, bracing for the impact of whatever else he has to say. His presence is oppressive, like a storm closing in, and I can feel every nerve
I'm running.The wind rushes against my face, cool and sharp as I sprint through the woods, my bare feet barely skimming the ground. My wolf stirs, not fully awake but lingering just beneath the surface, her restlessness pushing me forward. The afternoon light filters through the trees, its warm glow dancing and twisting through the leaves and branches, but I don't stop. I can't.He let me go.I can't believe it. It makes no sense. But as the scent of pine and earth fills my lungs, I force myself to focus. I don't care why Octavius let me leave. I don't care if it was some twisted mind game, some strange test of will. All I care about is putting as much distance as possible between me and that packhouseโฆBranches snag at my clothes, scraping against my arms, but I ignore the sting, my eyes scanning the forest for an opening, a path, anything. I push myself harder, faster, letting my instincts guide me.But then, something shifts.It's subtle at firstโa faint tug, a pull in the pit of
Iโm hauled back into the pack house, my wrists aching from the grip of the three men dragging me like a sack of meat. Their laughter grates on my nerves, smug and full of condescension, as if theyโve won some great battle. I thrash, jerking my arms in an attempt to break free, but their grip only tightens.โLet go of me!โ I snap, my voice echoing in the hallways of the house.Akande doesnโt even flinch. โKeep fighting, rogue, you're only tiring yourself out.โ he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm.Lucas chuckles. โYeah, do yourself a favour and save your energy. Youโre not going anywhere.โI snarl at him, baring my teeth like the wild animal they seem to think I am. โYouโd better hope these hands donโt heal too fast, or Iโll show you exactly where you went wrong...โโOh, Iโm terrified,โ Lucas shoots back, smirking as they finally stop in front of a heavy wooden door. โYouโre all bark, rogue.โI thrash harder, planting my feet as best I can, but Rafe seemingly tired of all my fighti
The night air hits me like a slap as Miyuki leads me out of the pack house and toward the gathering grounds. The moon hangs heavy in the sky, its silvery light illuminating the crowd assembled ahead. I can hear the low murmur of voices, the restless shuffling of feet, and the occasional growl cutting through the stillness.Theyโre waiting for me.Miyuki walks a step ahead, her movements stiff as she walks with her back straightened. She doesnโt say a word, but the occasional side-eye she throws my way says enough. She hates this as much as I do, though for entirely different reasons.As we walk through the ground, I notice how people bow their heads out of respect for her, acknowledging that she is the Gamma. She has authority, I'll give her that, and though I'm starting to hate her, she somehow reminds me of my sister, and what she could've been when she became an Alpha, what I could've been as well if I was ever in a position of authority...I shake the thoughts of her away, not wan
โฆA few years agoโฆThe ground beneath me is cold, damp, and unforgiving. The leaves overhead shift with the wind, whispering secrets through the forest that I can't bear to hear. I pull my knees closer to my chest, the thin blanket wrapped around me doing little to keep the chill away. My stomach aches, empty and hollow, but I ignore it. Hunger is a constant companion now, one I've learned to live with.The remnants of my old life cling to me like ghosts. The screams of my pack members still echo through my mind, everything is still so vivid, so painfully clear and no matter what I do I canโt seem to shake the feeling. I remember the warmth of the fire in our packhouse, the laughter that used to echo through the halls. I remember my father's strong hands, my mother's kind eyes, the way my sister would steal my hairbrush and laugh when I chased her down to get it backโฆBut those memories feel like another lifetime now.Because that life is goneโburned and buried beneath the ashes of my
The early morning sun gleams softly overhead as Miyuki leads me down a dirt path that opens onto the Raven Moon training grounds. My first impression? Sweat, grunts, and tension hanging through the cool morning air.Rows of pack members are locked in intense drills, their bodies moving in sharp, coordinated bursts. Some spar hand-to-hand, their strikes fast and brutal, while others shift mid-movement, their wolves snarling as they tear into padded dummies designed to withstand claws and teeth.It's all so... rigorous. Precise. As if every move is rehearsed down to the last detail.And yet, I chuckle to myself."Something funny?" Miyuki snaps, her sharp tone breaking through my thoughts.I shrug, a smirk tugging at the corners of my mouth. "It's cute, watching them try so hard. Almost like they think this is life or deathโฆโShe stiffens beside me, her jaw tightening as her eyes dart toward me. "They're warriors, rogue. Something you wouldn't understandโฆโ"Warriors?" I repeat, my smirk
K A I D AThe silence stretches between us, heavy but not uncomfortable, one where both of us are simply processing everything weโve shared with each other. Korra hasn't sat down. She's still standing, probably still hearing the words I saidโabout Admosian, about Lucien, about bloodlines and wars we didn't ask to inherit. I shift my weight from one foot to the other, exhaling deeply as an unsettled frown rests on my face.The adrenaline is starting to wear off, and now I feel tiredโnot just in my body but deep down, in that place people call soul, though I don't think mine has ever had a chance to breathe."I have to head back now, Iโm sure Octavius is worried about meโฆ" I say quietly. Korra turns her head to look at me. No surprise in her face, just a flash of something softer as she exhales. Something close to disappointment, but not quite."Already?" she asks and perhaps she isnโt used to the fact that I wonโt be living with her anymore. The two of us grew up close, with a fierce b
K A I D AโWhat?โ I ask, voice low but sharp, like the word cuts on its way out. My heartbeat stutters, then kicks into overdrive. I blink hard. Once. Twice. Like thatโll clear the static building in my head. Like maybe I misheard her. Like maybe she didnโt just say what I think she said.Korra stays calm. She doesnโt flinch, doesnโt back down. Her face is serious, grounded. No hesitation in her voice. โI know it sounds crazyโฆ but believe me, itโs true.โIโm watching her carefully now. Reading the tension in her shoulders, the stillness in her stance. Sheโs not spitballing. Sheโs not guessing. Sheโs thought about thisโprobably over and over again, turning it around in her head until it made enough sense to say out loud.โWeโve been researching,โ she continues. โTrying to figure out which of the bloodlines I came from. We came from.โThat part catches in my chest.We.โWe dug through what we could findโold records, pack stories, bloodline traits. Physical markers. Based on our features,
K A I D AKorra and I are sitting on the edge of the bed in the room they set up for her. She smells clean nowโlike herself. No more scent of blood, rusted iron, sweat. No more stink of captivity clinging to her skin like a curse. Her hairโs still damp, slicked back and tucked behind her ears. Her face is clearer too. Hollowed out, yeah, but clear. Her eyes... theyโre finally awake.Iโm still not used to this. Seeing her here. Alive.I glance over at her and my heart lurches in my chest, heavy and full and weirdly tight. Sheโs here. Sheโs really here.She nudges her elbow into mine, that little sister-sister thing we used to do when we were younger, before the world split open and swallowed us whole.โTell me what happened to you now,โ she says softly.I inhale, slow and deep, but it does nothing to ease the knot in my stomach. I feel like Iโve been waiting years for someone to ask me that. I also feel like I donโt want to say any of it out loud.But she deserves to know.โWell... Itโ
Korra sits on the edge of the bed, freshly showered, hair damp, skin free of the dirt and grime from that hellhole.She looks better.Not just physically, but in the way she carries herself now. Her shoulders are no longer hunched, her body no longer weighed down by chainsโliteral or otherwise.But thereโs still something in her eyes.A ghost.Something Lucien left behind.I lean against the doorframe, crossing my arms over my chest. โFeeling better?โShe lets out a slow breath, rolling her shoulders as if testing her body for weakness. โYeahโฆ a little like myself now.โThatโs good.I donโt say it, though. I just nod.Silence stretches between us for a moment, but itโs not uncomfortable. Itโs the kind of silence that comes with understanding, with years of missing time trying to fill itself in all at once.Korra studies me, her eyes scanning my face like sheโs trying to memorize it. Like she still canโt believe Iโm standing here.โI canโt believe youโre alive,โ she murmurs, shaking he
K A I D AThe drive back to Xarano territory is long and heavy with silence.Though Octavius was opposed to the idea, I managed to convince him to let me head back to the Xarano Pack with my sister. They needed to see that she is alive; they needed to know that both Xarano sisters have returned and are standing strong.I sit beside at the backseat of the car, Jace being the one to drive us while Valerie sits in the front seat. I haven't been able to let go of my sister's hand. Perhaps out of fear that if I somehow do, I will lose her again. But I'll be damned if that ever happens again. Her posture is tense, her gaze locked onto the rolling landscape ahead of us. She hasnโt spoken much since we left the ruins, and I donโt blame her.Sheโs processing. All of it. Being free. Being alive-- truly alive --and out of captivity, and seeing us all again, and finally coming.I glance at her, my chest tightening. Does she even remember this place as home? I stare down at her tattoos, admiring t
K A I D AKorraโs growl is cold and deadly, silencing the entire forest and everything in it. Everyone is on edgeโฆ Jace, Valerie, the othersโฆ but no one moves. No one dares to.Because we all feel it.The rage rolling off of her, thick and dangerous, her silver eyes glowing with barely restrained fury.She looks ready to kill him. Fear floods its way into my body. I knew my sister had always been dangerous. What more after all these years in captivity, what more that she is now a Lycan. Who knows the horrors she has been subjected to? Who knows what sheโs seen? I no longer know what she is capable of doing, and so no matter what happens, I need to try and keep her calm.โKorra,โ I say, carefully, taking a few steps towards her to try and enter her line of vision. โPlease calm downโฆโShe doesnโt look at me.She only stares at Octavius, her breathing slow for now but the longer she stares at him, the more it elevates. Her hands are clenched at her sides, shaking slightly as her body vi
K A I D A Kaida walks slowly, her arm wrapped firmly around Korraโs waist, supporting her sisterโs weakened frame. So she seems physically strong, Kaida can pick up the faint scent of Wolfsbane off her, it was all over the cell as well and Kaida is certain Lucien had flooded the air with it to keep her abilities suppressed."Are you okay...?" Kaida asks worriedly, being sure to keep her sister steady and maintain her balance."I'm okay... I just need fresh air..." She answers, her voice hoarse as she lets out slow breaths.Korra is strong... stronger than her. Kaida has always known that, but right now, her body trembles with every step, her muscles struggling to carry her after years in captivity. Her once-powerful stance is reduced to unsteady footing, her breathing laboured.Still, she is here. She is alive.Thatโs all that matters.Kaida tightens her grip, feeling Korra lean into her slightly as they make their way toward the others. Her sister is unbroken, but she is not unscath
K A I D A I donโt stop running. My breath is sharp, my pulse erratic, my mind locked onto a single thought: Sheโs here. The scent is pulling me forward, leading me deeper into the ruins, past the crumbling stone and the echoes of battle still raging behind me. I know Octavius and the others are fighting, I know we havenโt won yetโbut none of that matters right now. Because I can feel it. My sister. Somewhere in this hell, Korra is alive. A snarl rips through the air. Two wolves leap at me from the shadows, their eyes gleaming with bloodlust. I react on instinct. The first one lunges for my throat, but Iโm faster. I drop low, twisting under him before grabbing his hind leg mid-air and swinging him into the ruins. His body crashes through the stone, debris collapsing over him. The second wolf is already coming for me. Teeth bared. Claws slashing. I meet him head-on, our bodies colliding in a brutal clash of muscle and rage. Heโs strong. But Iโm stronger. He slashes at my
The air hums with raw energy.Kaida stands in the ruins, glowing silver, her power pulsing like wildfire through the battlefield. Every wolf, every fighter, every enemy watches her with wide, stunned eyes.Including Lucien.For the first time, he looks intrigued.Not afraid. Not angry. Justโฆ interested.His icy blue eyes gleam as he studies her, as if calculating something. He tilts his head slightly, the faintest smirk playing at his lips. โWellโฆ isnโt this unexpected?โKaida clenches her fists, her breath steady, her body still vibrating with pure, unchecked power. โCome find out just how unexpected it is.โLucien lets out a quiet chuckle. โTempting.โThen, without warningโโLilith.โThe name is barely spoken, a command wrapped in amusement.Kaida barely has time to react before a blur of green comes at her from the side, fast and lethal.Lilith.The force of the impact sends them both crashing into the rubble, the ground splitting beneath them. Snarls and claws rip through the air