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________ The night brought him to me like a dark omen. I was elbow-deep in herbs when Sarah burst through my cottage door, her face flushed with panic. "Belle! We need you at the north gate. There's.... there's a man. He's badly wounded." I didn't waste time asking questions. Grabbing my medical bag, I followed her into the darkness, my boots crunching against the frost-covered ground. The bitter wind bit at my face, but I barely noticed. My mind was already running through possibilities, cataloging the supplies I might need. The crowd at the gate parted for me like water. They knew better than to get between a healer and her patient. And then I saw him. Holy shit.... He was massive, easily over six feet of pure muscle, even sprawled unconscious in the mud. Blood matted his dark hair and stained his torn shirt, which did little to hide the devastating injuries underneath. But what caught my attention wasn't the wounds – it was the raw power emanating from him, even unconscious "What happened?" I demanded, kneeling beside him. My hands moved automatically, checking his pulse. Strong, but erratic. "Found him just outside the barrier," Tom, one of our guards, answered. ""Looks like he was in one hell of a fight." No kidding. Deep claw marks raked across his chest and torso – not from any normal animal I'd ever seen. The wounds were deliberate, savage. Whatever had done this wasn't looking for food; it was looking to cause pain. "Help me get him to my cottage," I ordered. "Carefully." It took four men to lift him. I noticed how they avoided touching his skin directly, as if they could sense what I did – that this was no ordinary man. The whispers had already started among the villagers. We didn't get many strangers here, and never ones who looked like they could snap a person in half with their bare hands. Inside my cottage, they laid him on my examination table. Blood immediately began seeping into the clean linens I'd just changed that morning. Fantastic. "Everyone out," I commanded. "I need space to work." They hesitated, especially Tom. "Belle... are you sure you want to be alone with him? We don't know what he is." I shot him a look that could've frozen hell. "Out. Now." Once alone, I cut away what remained of his shirt. Jesus Christ. His torso was a battlefield of old and new scars, the fresh wounds still oozing blood. But what made me pause wasn't the injuries – it was the tattoo over his heart. A snarling wolf's head surrounded by intricate Celtic knots. I'd seen that symbol before, in the forbidden books my grandmother kept hidden under loose floorboards. This man wasn't just dangerous. He was a fucking werewolf. My hands shook slightly as I cleaned the first wound. I'd heard stories about werewolves since I was a child. Violent, territorial creatures who saw humans as prey or toys. What the hell was one doing near our village? I was so focused on my work that I almost missed the change in his breathing. Almost. But years of treating injured people had taught me to recognize when a patient was waking up. I grabbed a small vial of wolfsbane from my pocket – another of my grandmother's secrets – and took a step back. His eyes snapped open. They were molten gold, inhuman, and fixed directly on me with predatory intensity. "Don't move," I warned, holding up the wolfsbane. "These wounds are deep, and I'd rather not have to stitch you up twice." He looked at the wolfsbane, then back at me, his lips curving into a dangerous smirk despite his condition. When he spoke, his voice was rough gravel. "A human healer who knows about wolfsbane. How... interesting." "A werewolf who got his ass handed to him. Equally interesting." The words left my mouth before I could stop them. Stupid, stupid Belle. Anttagonizing the apex predator on your table. But instead of ripping my throat out, he actually chuckled, then immediately winced. "Careful, little healer. Not many would dare speak to me that way." "Well, not many have you bleeding all over their clean linens." I moved closer, forcing myself to act professional despite every instinct screaming at me to run. "Now shut up and let me work. Unless you'd prefer to bleed out?"
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His eyes narrowed, but he stayed still as I resumed cleaning his wounds. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. I could feel the heat radiating from his skin, far hotter than any human's should be. His muscles rippled under my touch, and I cursed my traitorous body for noticing."You're not afraid," he observed after a few minutes of tense silence."I'm terrified," I corrected, not looking up from my work. "But you're not the first dangerous creature I've treated, and fear won't stop these wounds from killing you."He grabbed my wrist, his grip firm but not painful. "Look at me."I did, meeting those golden eyes that seemed to see right through me. Up close, I could see flecks of amber in them, like captured flames."What's your name?" he demanded.I hesitantly answered, "Mirabelle. Most people call me Belle.""Belle," he repeated, like he was tasting the word. "I'm Roman Blackthorn, Alpha of the Shadowfang pack. And you, little healer, are either very brave or
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Dawn was creeping through my windows when Roman started thrashing again. I jolted awake from my chair, nearly knocking over my cup of cold tea. His skin was burning up, even by werewolf standards, and sweat soaked the sheets beneath him. The sight of him— a man so powerful, so utterly in control— reduced to this state sent a sharp pang through my chest for some reason. "Shit.." I muttered, pressing my palm to his forehead. The heat practically scorched my skin. Whatever poison they'd used, his body was still fighting it, and losing. His breath came in shallow, uneven gasps, his jaw tight even in unconsciousness. I grabbed fresh cloths and my basin of cool water, trying to bring his temperature down. As I wiped his chest, his muscles tensed under my touch, his entire body coiled tight even while unconscious. Werewolves were always like this— predatory, even when vulnerable. I tried not to notice how my fingers trembled slightly against his burning skin. It wasn't fear, though.
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Memories of blood and fire flickered at the edges of my mind, but I shoved them back into the box where I kept them locked away. "Let's just say I've seen what werewolves can do to a village when they’re feeling territorial." "Ah.." His tone softened slightly, losing some of its usual sharpness. "We're not all monsters you know." "No?" I turned to face him, the freshly mixed poultice in my hands. "Then what are you? " His lips curved into a faint, humorless smile. "Complicated." "That's one word for it," I muttered, kneeling beside the bed. "This is going to sting like a bitch." "Such language from a proper village healer," he teased, though his smirk faltered when I pressed the poultice to the first wound. "Fuck!" "I warned you." I tried to be gentle, but the wounds were deep, and the poison had left the surrounding skin inflamed and tender. "So, are you going to tell me what happened? What kind of wolves use poison?" His jaw tightened, the muscles in his neck standing out in
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I watched Mirabelle squirm in her seat as the village elders deliberated, her back impossibly straight as if sheer posture could hold her together. The candlelight caught the flecks of gold in her brown eyes, making them spark with defiance even as she tried to maintain a calm exterior. Her hands were folded tightly in her lap, knuckles white, and her lips pressed into a thin line. Her scent— lavender and herbs, mixed with a hint of fear she couldn’t quite hide— filled my nostrils. It was intoxicating, though I'd never admit it aloud. She was trying so hard to appear unshaken, but even I could see the cracks in her armor."This is bullshit." I muttered, loud enough for her to hear. The wound in my side still ached, sending flashes of pain through my ribs with every deep breath, but it was a dull ache compared to the smoldering anger I felt toward these pompous elders. Their self-righteous deliberation was dragging on far too long, and I could feel the tension radiating off of Mira
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"When do we leave?" she asked quietly, her voice devoid of its usual fire."Tomorrow at dawn," I answered, my tone softer than I intended. "Pack light. It's a three-day ride to Shadowfang."The meeting dispersed, the elders shuffling out one by one, leaving Belle and me alone in the candlelit room. She sat rigid in her chair, staring at the table as if it held all the answers to her unspoken questions. I lingered by the door, watching her. "This isn't personal," I said after a moment, surprising even myself with the need to explain. "You saved my life. I'm returning the favor.""By forcing me from my home?!" she shot back, her voice trembling with barely restrained emotion. She finally looked up at me, and the pain in her eyes hit me like a physical blow. "Some favor."I crossed the room in two long strides, leaning down until we were eye level. "Would you prefer I leave you to Cassandra's mercy?" I asked, my voice low and dangerous. "Because I promise you, little healer, she has non
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MIRABELLE_______I woke before dawn with a knot in my stomach. The room I'd called home for years felt foreign now, filled with half-packed bags and the weight of impending departure. Last night's confrontation with Roman still burned in my mind — his arrogance, his touch, the way he'd crowded my space like he owned it. Like he owned.... me. "Fucking werewolves," I muttered, shoving another handful of herbs into my satchel. "I heard that." I spun around to find Roman leaning against my doorframe, arms crossed over his chest. Even injured, he moved like a predator - silent and deadly. The morning light caught his golden eyes, making them glow with an otherworldly intensity. "Ever heard of knocking?" I snapped, trying to calm my racing heart. He smirked. "Your heart's racing, little healer. Nervous?" "Go to hell..." "You know," he pushed off the doorframe and stalked toward me, "most people would show more respect to the Alpha protecting them." I stood my ground as he approac
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Roman was waiting outside, his expression unreadable as he watched me wipe away tears. About an hour or so later, I stood in the village square with my meager belongings. Roman's pack surrounded us — twenty warriors, all watching me with varying degrees of suspicion and curiosity. "Mount up." Roman barked, leading a dappled mare to my side. "She's gentle enough, for a beginner." I swung into the saddle with practiced ease, enjoying the surprise on his face. "What can I say? I'm full of surprises, Alpha." He chuckled darkly. "So I'm learning." The first few hours of the journey passed in tense silence. I rode between two warriors - Elijah, Roman's Beta, and a fierce-looking woman I learned was named Lila, who seemed to take personal offense at my existence. "Keep up human," Lila suddenly sneered as my horse slowed to navigate a rough patch of trail. "Screw off wolf," I muttered through clenched teeth. She wheeled her horse around, eyes flashing gold. "What did you say?" "You
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The journey to the pack grounds had been tense and exhausting. After three days of hard riding, my thighs were raw and my back ached fiercely. Roman kept us moving at a punishing pace, only stopping when absolutely necessary. Every time I complained, he'd scan the treeline with those unnaturally golden eyes and mutter something about 'staying ahead of them.' We arrived at the temporary camp just before sunset on the third day. I nearly fell off my horse, but Roman was there instantly, his strong hands steadying me. "Easy," he murmured, and for a moment his touch was almost gentle. Then his expression hardened again. "Elijah, get her settled. The rest of you, perimeter check." The camp was larger than I expected – maybe thirty wolves in total. They moved with practiced efficiency, setting up tents and organizing watches. I noticed how they gave me a wide berth, their eyes curious but wary. Elijah led me to a small tent near the center of camp. "It's not much," he said apologeti
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The soft ligh of the full moon bathed the gardens in silver light as I stood by the fountain, my fingers trailing through the cool water. six months. Six months had passed since the final battle, since we'd driven Cassandra into exile and brought peace to Shadowfang. Sometimes it still felt surreal, like a dream I might wake from at any moment.I touched the silver necklace at my throat, the one that had belonged to my mother, then Adelne. Though the pain of losing my sister would never fully fade, I'd learned to carry it differently now. The weight of it had transformed from a burden into a reminder of why we fought so hard for peace."There you are." Roman's deep voice came from behind me. Even now, after all these months together, his presence still sent a shiver down my spine.I turned to face him, drinking in the sight of him. He'd foregone his usual battle-ready attire for something softer, a simple black shirt that clung to his muscled chest and dark pants. His dark hair was
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"It's beautiful." I breathed, leaning against him as we stood among the moonlit flowers. "Stay with me." Roman said suddenly, turning to face me. His eyes were intense, vulnnerable in a way I rarely saw. "Not as my healer, not because of duty or prophecy. Stay because you want to. Because this— us, it's real." My heart thundered in my chest. "Roman..." "I know I fucked up." he continued, his voice raw with emotion. "I know I hurt you, and I'll spend the rest of my life trying to make that right. But Belle," he cupped my face in his hands, his calloused thumbs gently stroking my cheeks "I can't imagine my life without you in it anymore. These past few days, watching you lie there so still... it nearly broke me." Tears pricked at my eyes as memories flooded back, Adeline's sweet face, the anger and pain that had consumed me after her death, the way I'd lashed out at Roman. But I also remembered his patience, his gradual transformation from the cold Alpha to the man who h
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My eyelids felt heavy as consciousness slowly returned, like wading through a. thick fog. The familiar scent of herbs and healing balms filled my nostrils, mixed with something else— something distinctly masculine and comforting that made my heart flutter. Roman. I blinked several times, adjusting to the soft candlelight that illuminated the infirmary. My body ached, but it wasn't the sharp, devastating pain I remembered from channeling my Lunar Soul powers. This was more like the dull throb of healing muscles, a reminder that I was still alive. "Hey there little healer." Roman's deep voice came from beside me, rough with exhaustion but warm with affection. I turned my head to find him sitting in a chair next to my bed, his large hand enveloping mine. Dark circles shadowed his eyes, and his usually neat hair was disheveled as if he'd been running his fingers through it repeatedly. His clothes were wrinkled, suggesting he hadn't changed in days. "You look terrible," I managed to
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The sight of him hurt, bloodied and struggling, triggered something deep and primal inside me. Heat surged through my chest, different from the destructive power I had felt earlier. This was something new....something pure. Without thinking, I raised my trembling hands and reached toward him. Light. Bright and blinding. It flowed from my fingertips, enveloping Roman in a golden glow. He froze for a moment, his head snapping toward me in shock, but I couldn't stop. The light wrapped around him, seeping into his body, and as I watched, his wounds began to knit themselves together. The gashes on his face closed, the blood disappearing as if it had never been there. Roman’s eyes blazed with renewed strength, and he let out a roar— half-wolf, half-man— as he turned back to Cassandra. "NO!!!!" Cassandra shrieked, her voice high and panicked. She lunged at me, her movements wild and desperate, but Roman was faster. He intercepted her mid-leap, his massive jaws closing around
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MIRABELLE ---------I collapsed to my knees as Lucien's body disintegrated, the power draining from me like blood from a mortal wound. My entire body trembled, my hands shaking violently as I tried to steady them. The taste of copper filled my mouth, sharp and metallic, but satisfaction coursed through my veins like a balm to my soul. Adeline had been avenged.The weight of her death, the endless nights of guilt and grief, lifted from my shoulders— if only slightly.But the cost was high. I could barely breathe, barely think, as the energy I had summoned to end Lucien left me hollow. The wind carried the acrid scent of blood and ash, the battlefield around me littered with bodies of rogues and allies alike. It was chaos, pure and unrelenting, but I couldn’t bring myself to look away from the spot where Lucien had stood moments before. There was nothing left of him now— just ash swirling in the cold air."Belle!"Roman’s voice cut through the din, sharp and commanding, but tinged w
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Through the mayhem, I caught glimpses of my pack fighting with everything they had. Elijah, my Beta, was a blur of motion, his massive gray wolf ripping through rogues with deadly precision. Fenrir, the once-mistrusted rogue who'd proven his loyalty time and time again, stood guard over the infirmary entrance where Belle worked. His hulking form was a wall of muscle and fur, and any rogue foolish enough to approach him was quickly dispatched. I spun, dodging the snapping jaws of a rogue before sinking my teeth into his throat. His gurgled scream was cut short as I tore him apart, my wolf howling in triumph. But there was no time to revel in the kill. More were coming. "ROMAN!!" Cassandra's voice cut through the carnage like a blade. I turned, my eyes narrowing as I spotted her atop a pile of bodies, her silver hair matted with blood, her eyes wild with hatred. She was in her human form, her slender frame deceptively fragile-looking as she surveyed the battlefield with a cruel smi
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ROMAN-------The stench of blood and ash filled my nostrils as I stood at the fortress gates, watching the horizon darken with approaching rogues. My heart pounded against my chest, not from fear, but from rage. Belle stood beside me, her fingers intertwined with mine, the silver necklace glinting at her throat. That necklace was more than just a keepsake—it was a symbol of everything we'd lost, and everything we were about to protect. "They're coming" I growled, feeling my wolf stir restlessly beneath my skin. My claws itched to emerge, my body vibrating with the need to fight. "At least five hundred of them." Belle squeezed my hand, her grip stronger than I expected. "We're ready." Her voice was steel now, so different from the frightened healer who'd first arrived at Shadowfang. The past months had hardened her, shaped her into something fierce and unstoppable. She wasn’t just a healer anymore—she was a warrior in her own right, though she’d never admit it. I turned to her
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His kisses continued downward, his hands sliding over my hips as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my pants. He paused, looking up at me for permission, and I nodded, lifting my hips to help him pull them off. His eyes burned as they roamed over me, now nearly bare before him."You're perfect," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "Every inch of you."Heat coiled low in my belly as he pressed a kiss to the inside of my thigh, his stubble scraping against my sensitive skin in a way that made me gasp. He kissed his way higher, his hands gently parting my legs, and when his lips brushed against the thin fabric of my underwear, I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped me."Roman..." I whispered, my voice shaky with both nerves and anticipation."I’ve got you," he said softly, his hands stroking my thighs in reassurance. "Just let me take care of you."He pulled my underwear down slowly, his gaze never leaving mine as he bared me completely to him. I felt vulnerable, exposed, bu
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MIRABELLE_______I stood at my bedroom window, watching the storm clouds gather overhead. The prophecy echoed in my mind, each word feeling like a physical weight on my chest. My fingers traced Adeline's necklace, remembering her smile, her laugh, her final moments.A knock at my door broke through my thoughts. I knew who it was before he even spoke."Belle" Roman's voice was rough with emotion. "Please let me in."I considered ignoring him, but my feet moved of their own accord. When I opened the door, he looked wrecked. His usually perfect hair was disheveled, like he'd been running his hands through it repeatedly, and his eyes held a desperate intensity that made my heart clench."You can't do this," he said immediately, stepping into my room and closing the door. "I won't let you sacrifice yourself.""It's not your choice to make." I replied softly, turning back to the window. "You heard Kieran. It has to be my decision.""Fuck the prophecy!!" He grabbed my arm, spinning me to f
