I silently walked down the hallway to the servant quarters, knowing fully well that my things has probably been moved from the room upstairs. My hair stuck to my face with sand and dirt, due to the lake we swarm through while running. I needed to shower, but it was late already, and I really didn’t know my way around the pack house yet. The halls of the pack house felt colder as I made my way to the servant quarters. Every shadow seemed to carry a whisper, every creak of the ancient stone floors a warning. Kael’s world was a labyrinth of power plays and silent battles, and I was now caught in the middle of it. As I pushed open the heavy wooden door to the servants' wing, a familiar voice stopped me in my tracks. "You’re far from where you should be." I turned sharply to see Dominique leaning against the stone wall, his arms crossed and an almost mocking smile playing on his lips. His resemblance to Kael was striking, but where Kael exuded unyielding dominance, Dominique carr
The early morning air was crisp and biting as I made my way to the training grounds. The first rays of dawn barely pierced through the dense forest that surrounded the pack house. My body ached from the events of the previous day, and from lying on the cold hard floor through the night. When I had hot in the beds were occupied and I wasn’t really familiar with anyone nor do they even like me to begin with. Using my small blanket I had with me from the time I spent with Robb up till now, I laid on the floor. Robb. How was he and his wife, Alice? I wondered till I finally fell asleep. I hadn’t slept much, as a kept waking up from nightmares, with sweets pouring down from face to my neck, my thoughts racing between finding Ruby and Aria, probably visiting my father and the place I once called home. But first I needed to be strong on my own, with fear, and determination heavy on my shoulders I pushed open the doors to the training arena. The Training Grounds The training groun
By the time training wrapped up, the sun had fully risen, casting a golden glow over the pack’s territory. My body ached in ways I didn’t think possible, but there was a strange satisfaction in the pain. I had survived the session with Maya and the others. More importantly, I had held my own. As the wolves began to disperse, I lingered on the edge of the training grounds, catching my breath. Dominique had kept a watchful eye on me throughout the morning, occasionally stepping in with sharp critiques but never offering praise. I could tell he was gauging how far I could be pushed. Maya approached, her usual confident stride intact. She handed me a canteen of water, her expression softer now that the sparring was over. "You did well for your first real session," she said, leaning against a nearby post. "But don’t get too comfortable. Tomorrow will be harder." I took a sip of the water, grateful for the reprieve. "Harder? Great. Just what I need." Maya chuckled. "You’ll thank me lat
The forest seemed quieter than usual as I made my way to the lake. The sun’s warmth filtered through the canopy, but it did little to ease the chill creeping up my spine. Every crack of a twig or rustle of leaves made me glance over my shoulder. After last night’s attack, I wasn’t sure if I’d ever feel safe in the woods again. But when the lake finally came into view, its calm surface reflecting the late-morning sun, a wave of relief washed over me. The water glistened, inviting and serene, and I couldn’t resist its pull. I stepped out of my shoes, peeling off my clothes with quick, efficient movements, and waded into the cool embrace of the lake. The water was heavenly against my sore muscles. I let myself sink beneath the surface, the world going silent for a moment. When I came up for air, I pushed my hair back from my face and allowed myself a rare moment of peace. My aches and frustrations seemed to dissolve into the gentle ripples around me. But my moment was short-lived.
I pulled myself out of the water for the second time that morning, skin now chilled despite the sun's warmth. My hands trembled slightly as I got dressed, gathering my damp hair into a loose braid and started the trek back to the pack house. The forest was eerily silent, my footsteps muffled by the soft moss underfoot. Every now and then, i caught herself glancing over her shoulder, half-expecting to see Kael’s dark figure looming in the distance. He was gone, of course. But his presence lingered. The pack house came into view sooner than she’d anticipated, its sprawling structure nestled against the edge of the woods. Smoke curled lazily from the chimney, and she could hear the faint murmur of voices drifting through the air. Astrid hesitated for a moment at the edge of the clearing, reluctant to step back into the chaos of pack life. But she had no choice. Straightening her shoulders, she crossed the open yard and slipped inside. The warmth of the house enveloped her, a stark co
Days blurred together, the steady hum of pack life offering little distraction from the ache I tried to ignore. Kael had been absent since that day at the lake, I heard from the ladies in the kitchen that, there have been another attack on the village. Kael went away, buried in patrol duties and strategy meetings. The rogue attacks had since the night of the attack, and the pack has on edge, every shadow in the forest treated as a potential threat. I told myself I didn’t care that I hadn’t seen him. In fact, I convinced myself it was a relief to have some space. But the silence where his presence used to be was deafening. Maya had tried to coax me into normalcy—dragging me to meals, pestering me with gossip—but my mind felt distant, like I was walking through a haze. It wasn’t until she burst into my room one morning, looking far too excited for the early hour, that something shifted. “You’re coming with me today,” she announced, tossing a bundle of clothes onto my bed. I blinked
The afternoon passed in a twinkle of an eye, of clinking metal and beads of sweats poured around my face. Ezra had a way of making even the dullest tasks feel bearable, his humor and easygoing nature contagious. Maya occasionally chimed in with her sharp wit, and the three of us fell into a comfortable rhythm. "Okay," Ezra said, holding up a particularly wicked-looking dagger. "What’s the story behind this one? It looks like something out of a horror tale." Maya peered over his shoulder. "That’s one of the older ones. Probably belonged to one of the pack's scouts back in the day. Dominique loves keeping relics around—says they’re good reminders of our history." Ezra raised an eyebrow, flipping the blade in his hand. "A reminder that they didn’t have proper weapon care back then? This thing’s duller than a training blade." I laughed despite myself, setting down a spear. "Careful, Dominique might hear you and decide to make you the ‘reminder.’" Ezra grinned, sliding the dagger back
The days passed with a strange rhythm, each one marked by training sessions, strategy meetings, and whispers of escalating rogue attacks. I kept myself busy, avoiding Kael’s absence as best I could. His duties had consumed him, and despite my earlier resolve not to let his silence bother me, I found myself glancing toward the door every now and then, hoping to see his figure step inside. Instead, it was Sophia who always seemed to be there. Her air of authority and unshakable confidence was almost suffocating. She didn’t need to bark orders like Kael or charm others like Dominique. Alice simply existed in a way that demanded respect—and, more often than not, irritation. The tension between us had been simmering ever since the attack, but it boiled over one afternoon while I was helping Dominique organize the equipment in the training hall. "Careful with that," Sophia said, her voice cutting through the air like a blade as I reached for a stack of newly forged daggers. She stood i
I don’t know how long we walk for but a faint light shown in the distance. I could feel my bones protesting in agony, and my stomach wasn’t helping matters.I leaned against a tree, taking in deep sharp breaths.“We are almost there, little mouse.” Kael’s voice sounded so distant.Little mouse, he called me.We have been so caught up in wars and fight that we barely had time for each other. I Opened my eyes and gave in a weak smile.He lifted me into his arms, carrying like a child that weighed nothing, I placed my head in his chest listening to the sound of his heartbeat. It was loud but steady. Steady enough to calm my nerves.We got to a little house in the middle of nowhere, the air around the area was thick and heavy with magic.My feet touch the dried up leaves, that made a crunchy sound.“We’re here.” Kael said, guiding me to the front pouch, were a lantern sat my the door side. The door creaked open and a familiar figure emerged.My eyes widen in shock.“Ruby” I breathed out
We ran deeper into the forest, our breaths ragged, the dense foliage scraping against our skin as we weaved through the trees. Kael’s hand never let go of mine, his grip grounding me, keeping me from succumbing to the fear clawing at my chest. The moonlight barely filtered through the canopy above, casting eerie shadows across the forest floor. Behind us, the sounds of the wolves tearing into the guards echoed through the night. But I knew better than to think we were safe. Kael’s mother wasn’t one to give up so easily, and every step forward felt like a countdown to another confrontation. “We need a plan,” I said between gasps, glancing over my shoulder. “She’s not going to stop.” Kael slowed his pace just enough to glance at me, his face grim and determined. “We’ll get to the eastern cliffs. There’s a path that leads down to the river. If we can reach it, we can lose her in the water.” “What about her magic? She found us once; she can do it again.” His jaw tightened. “Not
The cold night air hit me like a slap as I burst through the crumbling gates. The forest beyond stretched like a dark, endless labyrinth, but it was freedom, and that was all that mattered. My heart pounded as I stumbled forward, my legs trembling from exertion. A deep, familiar growl pulled me to a halt. My eyes darted around the shadows until I saw him. Kael. He stood just beyond the treeline, his silhouette powerful and commanding. His wolf loomed just beneath the surface, his eyes glowing with a predatory light. Relief flooded me, and before I knew it, I was running toward him. “Kael!” He moved faster than I anticipated, meeting me halfway. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me against his chest so tightly I could barely breathe. “Astrid,” he murmured, his voice rough with emotion. His hands trembled as they roamed over me, as if he needed to confirm I was real. “You’re safe. Thank the goddess.” Tears pricked my eyes, but I pulled back slightly, gripping his
Megan led me through the dark corridors with a precision that was almost unnerving. She moved like a shadow, her steps silent and deliberate. I followed close behind, my senses gradually sharpening as the potion cleared the magic's lingering effects. The fortress was eerily quiet, but every now and then, we’d hear faint echoes of footsteps or voices in the distance. Each time, Megan would stop, holding up a hand to signal me to stay still. Her sharp ears picked up on things I couldn’t hear, and I had to trust her instincts. “Where’s Kael?” I whispered as we paused in a narrow hallway, the dim light casting flickering shadows on the walls. She glanced at me, her expression unreadable. “He’s outside, trying to breach the main wards. It’s taking longer than expected. Your mother-in-law doesn’t mess around when it comes to fortifying her stronghold.” “You and Kael…….I thought-“ I was unable to finish my sentence. No knowing how to put the question. A small smile danced on her lip
**Astrid’s POV** After kael had lost consciousness in the veil through the fight and injury to his side, i sat beside him hoping against hope that those things didn’t come back out. In a blink of the eye we were transported into a different place , the air was crispy and sweet. It smelled like home. The grass was green and lush, shining under the soft rays of the sun. Where are we? Was this still some part of the test? I laid my head back, already tired from the fight we just had, soon I fell fast asleep in a peaceful embrace of the warm breeze. The last thing I remembered was the thick scent of lavender and iron. My head swam as the world blurred around me, and then everything went black. When I woke, I was bound and gagged, my arms aching from being pulled taut above my head. The room was dim, the only light coming from a single flickering torch mounted on the stone wall. Panic coursed through me as I tried to move, my wolf snarling within me, but the chains held firm, and t
Megan shifted back into her human form, brushing her hair from her face as she scanned the fortress ahead. The ominous structure loomed against the night sky, its dark towers piercing the clouds. Torches flickered along the high walls, and faint shadows moved within the light—guards patrolling the perimeter."Do you have a plan?" she asked, her tone laced with sarcasm but underpinned by urgency.I growled softly, still shaking off the pain in my flank. "Get in. Find Astrid. Kill anything that gets in my way."Megan raised an eyebrow. "Straightforward. I like it. But unless you've developed the ability to teleport past walls, you're going to need a bit more finesse." She pointed toward the eastern side of the fortress, where a smaller guard tower stood. "That’s our best bet. Less fortified, and it connects to the servant’s quarters."I nodded, though my wolf snarled at the idea of sneaking. Every fiber of me screamed to storm the gates, to rip through the fortress and tear apart anyone
Megan didn’t hesitate. She grabbed a thick leather satchel from the corner of the room, tossing it over her shoulder as she turned to face me. Her expression was sharp and determined, her wolf brimming just beneath the surface. “If we’re going to do this, we need to move now,” she said. “The Shadow Ward won’t stay static. Your mother’s defenses are always shifting, and every second we waste is a second closer to Astrid being lost.”I nodded, my wolf growling low with anticipation. “Lead the way.”Megan stepped to the door and paused, glancing back at me. “This isn’t just a straight fight, Kael. If we’re caught, there’s no backup, no escape. You’re ready for that?”“I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t.”Her smirk returned, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Fair enough. Let’s see if that alpha blood of yours is worth something.”***The forest was darker now, the trees dense and ancient as if the weight of centuries pressed down on them. Megan moved with the grace of a predator, her w
The name *Shadow Ward* struck a deep chord of fear in my chest. Even my wolf bristled at the mention of it. The Shadow Ward was more than just a prison—it was a black hole, a place where hope went to die. Anyone taken there either never returned or came back broken beyond repair. “You think she’s there?” I asked, my voice tight.Megan’s green eyes darkened, her wolf stirring beneath the surface. “If your mother’s playing her usual games, then yes. It’s exactly the kind of place she’d put Astrid to keep you in line. It’s warded, Kael. No one just walks into the Shadow Ward and comes out alive.”I slammed my fist on the table, the wood groaning under the force. “I don’t care how dangerous it is. If Astrid’s there, I’m going after her.”Megan’s lips curled into a snarl, her wolf rising to meet mine. “Don’t be an idiot. You can’t storm in there half-dead and expect to fight your way out. The wards alone would cripple you before you even set foot inside. You’ll need more than brute streng
The impact sent me sprawling backward, the ground biting into my palms as I landed hard. The air was charged with energy, crackling like static against my skin. I growled low in my throat, shaking my head to clear the ringing."Shit," I muttered again, struggling to my feet. My side throbbed in protest, but I ignored it, focusing on the invisible barrier in front of me.Magic. My mother’s handiwork, no doubt. She’d sealed the perimeter with one of her traps, designed to keep intruders—or escapees like me—contained. I could feel the power humming in the air, ancient and relentless.I placed my hand against the invisible force, my claws extending instinctively. It burned, a searing heat that made my wolf recoil, but I didn’t pull back. Instead, I closed my eyes and reached for the bond I shared with Astrid, searching for even the faintest trace of her.Nothing. Just a void where her presence should be.Frustration surged through me, but I shoved it aside. I couldn’t afford to lose contr