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
“Astrid, tell me you didn’t drink from that cup?” He asked, his eyes widening. “How did you know about that?” I asked in return, “you haven’t been here for that long, how did you know about the ritual?” Ezra’s gaze faltered, he looked back at the table avoiding my face, his hands trembled on the table as he snatched it up placing it on his thighs under the table. “Ezra?” I called. “What’s wrong?” The usual smirk and confidence in his eyes was long gone and replaced with a cold, angry male. “My sister,” he began. “She was once brought here for kael to take as his bride. This was an agreement between him and my father. I knew kael was ruthless and I didn’t want my sister to suffer in the hands of people like him.” He paused, taking a deep breath. “That night we tried to escape together, we were almost outside the village border when Elijah caught up with us under the command of kael. She was his mate.” I gasped. “What do you mean mate? What about Vivian?” “Vivian is hi
Astrid," she said, her voice clipped. "The Alpha has summoned you." Ezra tensed, his posture shifting into something more protective as he glanced at me. "Why?" he asked, his tone laced with suspicion. Sophia arched a brow, her lips curling into a disdainful smile. "That’s not your concern, rogue. The Alpha doesn’t answer to you." Ezra took a step forward, his shoulders squared. "She’s not going anywhere unless you tell us what this is about." Sophia’s expression hardened, and the air seemed to hum with restrained energy. "Careful, Ezra," she said, her voice a warning. "You might’ve earned some leniency, but don’t think for a second you’re untouchable." "Enough," I said quickly, stepping between them. The last thing I needed was for the tension in the room to erupt into something physical. "I’ll go. Just... don’t make this worse." Ezra shot me a look, his jaw tight, but he stepped back. "Fine. But if anything happens to her—" "Save your threats," Sophia interrupted coldly. "The
I sank into the chair, my pulse still racing as Kael returned to his desk. He watched me for a moment, his dark eyes assessing, calculating, like he was trying to decide his next move. Kael’s voice was a deep rumble as he spoke, his gaze fixed on me like a hawk sizing up its prey. "Little mouse" he said, leaning back in his chair. "Do you know why I asked you here?" I shook my head, my throat tightening. His intensity always left me feeling like the ground beneath me wasn’t entirely solid. "No," I said quietly. His lips pressed into a thin line, and he exhaled slowly, his eyes narrowing. "You’ve been careless." My brows furrowed in confusion. "Careless? What are you talking about?" He stood, his imposing figure making the space feel smaller, and began to pace. "The border is under constant threat, rogues are pushing closer every day, and in the middle of all this chaos, you’re wandering around with Ezra like it’s some carefree stroll through the woods." I felt a spa
Kael's scoff echoed in the air, sharp and biting. He crossed his arms, his broad frame radiating tension. "Friendship seems to be a dangerous thing for you, little mouse. Tell me, does this *friend* know more about your loyalty than I do?" Ezra growled low, his jaw clenching. "Don’t twist her words to fit your narrative, Kael. Unlike you, I don’t demand loyalty through fear or force." Kael's gaze snapped to Ezra, a dangerous glint in his eyes. "Careful, Ezra. You’ve already overstayed your welcome. Don’t push your luck further." "Or what?" Ezra challenged, taking a step closer. "You’ll exile me? Kill me? Like you’ve done to so many others who dared to defy you?" The tension crackled like a storm about to break, and I felt myself caught in the middle, powerless to stop it. "Enough!" I shouted, stepping between them. My voice sounded smaller than I wanted, but it was enough to make both men pause. Kael's gaze softened ever so slightly as he looked down at me. "Astrid—" "No
**Later That Night** The pack house had quieted by the time I climbed into bed, but my mind was far from calm. Thoughts of Kael, Ezra, the Moon Ball, and the possibility of reuniting with Ruby and Aria spun in endless circles. The idea of seeing my old friends again filled me with equal parts hope and dread. What if they weren’t the same? What if *I* wasn’t the same? I rolled onto my side, staring at the silver light of the moon streaming through my window. The events of the day replayed in my head like a film stuck on a loop. Kael’s fiery declaration echoed the loudest, his words burrowing under my skin. *"She is my fucking mate!"* The raw intensity in his voice had shaken me to my core. Mate. The word felt heavy, foreign. I didn’t fully understand what it meant in Kael’s world, but I knew it bound me to him in ways I wasn’t sure I wanted—or could handle. And then there was Ezra. His strong determination to protect me against kael was becoming unsettling, his defiance in
Kael’s gaze locked onto mine, his intense, molten eyes searching for something unspoken. His presence felt overwhelming, like a storm pressing down on me. I could barely breathe under the weight of his attention, and yet, I didn’t want him to look away. “Little mouse,” he murmured, his voice a dark caress. He took a slow step closer, his hand brushing against my cheek, his thumb gently tracing the curve of my jaw. “Do you even understand what you mean to me? What you do to me, whenever you are close?” I shook my head, unable to find my voice. The space between us felt too charged, too intimate. Every nerve in my body was on edge as his warmth seeped into me. “You’re mine,” he said, the words a soft growl. “And I need you to understand what that means.” Kael’s fingers slid down to my chin, tilting my face up to his. His touch was both commanding and careful, as if he feared I might break under his hands. My heart raced, every beat echoing in my ears. “Kael…” I whispered, my v
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