The cool morning air hit my golden fur as I landed outside the pack house. My paws barely touched the ground before I took off into the woods. The sensation of running—of freedom—was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. El’s joy pulsed through me, a shared exhilaration that pushed me to go faster, deeper into the forest. The trees blurred around me as I leapt over roots and ducked under low-hanging branches. The damp earth beneath my paws felt alive, and the forest welcomed me as if I had always belonged to it. For the first time since my shift, I didn’t feel the weight of my responsibilities or the tension of being caught between Kael and the pack’s politics. Here, I was just me. “Faster!” El’s voice urged, her energy vibrant and wild. I pushed harder, my muscles burning with the effort, but it was a good kind of burn—a reminder that I was alive, capable, and powerful. The wind whipped around me, carrying the scent of pine, fresh moss, and distant water. As I ran
The run back to the pack house was both exhilarating and unsettling. The cool night air rushed against my fur, carrying with it the scent of pine and damp earth, but my thoughts were a whirlwind of confusion. Elias’s words echoed in my mind, each one chipping away at the fragile stability I had clung to since coming here. My paws hit the ground with a steady rhythm, the forest blurring around me as I pushed myself faster, harder. El was silent, though I could feel her unease mirroring my own. Why now? Why me? The pack house loomed ahead, its familiar shape barely visible in the faint moonlight. I slowed to a trot as I approached, my golden fur glinting faintly. Shifting back into human form, I grabbed the robe I had stashed near the tree line earlier and pulled it over my shoulders. The fabric felt cold against my skin, a stark contrast to the warmth of my wolf form. Stepping into the pack house, I was immediately struck by the quiet. The usual hum of activity had faded, leav
Kael's grip on my arm was firm as he pulled me into the pack house and up the stairs to his office, the door slamming shut behind us. The sound reverberated through the room, matching the anger that burned in his crimson eyes. He released me abruptly, pacing like a caged animal. “What the hell were you doing with him?” he growled, his voice low but dangerously sharp. “I was training,” I shot back, my own temper flaring. “You know, trying to keep myself alive in case one of your enemies decides to target me!” Kael whirled around, his gaze piercing. “With him? You think Ezra is the best choice for that? Do you have any idea what he’s capable of? What his intentions might be?” I crossed my arms, meeting his glare head-on. “You don’t get to dictate who I train with, Kael. You can’t keep me locked up and isolated forever!” His jaw clenched, and for a moment, he said nothing, his breathing heavy. Then he stepped closer, the heat of his presence igniting a fire in the already tens
“Stop pacing, you are going to get us caught before we make a move.” El hissed at the back of my mind. “I don’t think we should do this. What if if we get caught? Or worse run into Veronica and you know who.” I muttered under my breath paving the length of my room, small beads of sweat gathers on my forehead, my pulse thudded in me ears. I am leaving. Tonight. I’ll be meeting with Ezra as I told him about my plans earlier. Even though he kicked against it, he eventually agreed and was willing to help me slip pass the night patrol. *I am leaving. Tonight. I need to leave.* The thought repeated itself like a mantra, steadying my resolve even as my nerves threatened to unravel. I couldn't stay here any longer, surrounded by lies and half-truths. Whatever answers I needed, Alice would have them. El, sensing my hesitation, chimed in. "You’ve made your decision, Astrid. Stop second-guessing yourself. Kael will never let you go willingly, and you know it." I nodded, swallowin
Slipping past the final line of trees marking the pack's border, I slowed my pace, my senses sharp. The dense forest stretched out ahead, the shadows deeper here, as though the moonlight feared venturing too far. My heart pounded, not from exertion but from the overwhelming weight of my decision. Each step felt like crossing a point of no return. Ezra was waiting for me. I could feel his presence before I saw him—a steady pulse of energy distinct from the wild chaos of Kael’s. My eyes scanned the treeline until they landed on a figure leaning casually against a thick oak. Even in the dim light, Ezra’s sharp features stood out, his green eyes glowing faintly as he caught sight of me. "You’re late," he said, his voice low but carrying effortlessly through the still night. "I had to make sure no one followed," I replied, glancing over my shoulder. Ezra pushed off the tree, his movements smooth and fluid as he approached. His dark clothes made him nearly blend into the night, but ther
The forest had grown eerily quiet as we neared the edge of Alice’s territory. Even the faint hum of nocturnal life seemed to have stilled, replaced by a suffocating stillness. Ezra slowed his pace, his eyes scanning the treeline ahead with practiced precision. The tension in the air made my wolf restless, and El growled softly in my mind, her unease prickling at my senses. “We’re here,” Ezra said, his voice low as he gestured to the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the trees ahead. “That’s the border. Alice’s guards won’t patrol this far out, but we need to move quickly.” I nodded, clutching the strap of my bag tightly. "You’re not coming with me?" Ezra hesitated, his sharp green eyes locking onto mine. "No. I’ve already stretched my loyalties thin by bringing you this far. My place is back in the pack, even if it kills me to leave you here alone." His voice softened slightly, an unexpected vulnerability slipping through. "You’ll be safe once you cross. Alice has her own
The man’s amber eyes locked onto mine, and a chill ran down my spine. He leaned closer, the air around him charged with a dangerous energy that made my wolf, El, growl low in the back of my mind. "I can see why he’s so attached to you," he murmured, his voice a low rasp, almost mocking. "A shame, really." I swallowed hard, my pulse thundering in my ears. "What do you want from me?" I demanded, forcing steel into my voice even as my hands trembled at my sides. He tilted his head, a smirk curling his lips. "Answers, of course. But not from you." Before I could process his words, the door swung open behind him. Another man entered, tall and broad-shouldered, his dark hair tied back, and his expression cold. He carried an air of authority, and the way the amber-eyed man stepped aside told me this was someone important—someone I wouldn’t want to cross. The new man studied me for a moment, his gaze piercing. "You don’t look like much of a threat," he said, his voice deep and d
The lock clicked again, the sound sharper this time, pulling me from my frantic thoughts. The door creaked open, but the figure that stepped inside wasn’t the blue-eyed man. This one was younger, with features that seemed both familiar and out of place—a strong jawline, sharp cheekbones, and piercing green eyes that reminded me too much of someone I’d been trying to forget. Kael’s cousin. The air in the room seemed to shift, the weight of his presence making my stomach churn. His expression was unreadable, his posture casual as he leaned against the doorframe. He wore dark clothing that blended into the dim room, and his gaze settled on me with a mix of curiosity and something else I couldn’t quite place. “Well, well,” he said, his voice smooth but tinged with a sardonic edge. “The infamous Astrid. You’ve certainly found yourself in a mess, haven’t you?” “Lucian,” I said, my voice laced with suspicion. “What are you doing here?” He smirked, crossing his arms. “That’s funny. I
The air grew heavier with each breath, the acrid sting of wolfsbane clinging to my senses. My legs felt like lead, every step a struggle as the poison worked its way into my system. Dominique staggered beside me, his wolf form flickering as his body fought to keep moving. "Dominique!" I reached out, gripping his arm to steady him. "I’m fine," he said, though his voice was strained. "Keep moving. We’re almost there." Ahead, the forest began to thin, the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the trees. But the scent of wolfsbane didn’t let up—it only grew stronger, mingled with the metallic tang of blood in the air. Dominique suddenly froze, his body tense as his ears twitched. "They’re close," he muttered, his eyes scanning the darkness. Before I could ask who, the snap of a branch to our left sent a jolt of fear through me. A low growl rumbled in the distance, and I knew we weren’t alone. "Run," Dominique said, his voice low but commanding. "I’m not leaving you!" I p
I stepped closer, resting a hand gently on Kael's chest. His heart was pounding under my palm, his muscles taut with restrained fury. "Kael," I said again, softer this time. His eyes flicked to mine, and I saw the storm raging inside him. "We can’t risk it. If what Lira says is true, then you can’t come with me. Not yet." His hands gripped my shoulders, his touch firm but trembling slightly. "Astrid, I’m not leaving you. Not now, not ever. If Alice’s wolves try to stop me, they’ll have to fight me for you." "You’re not thinking clearly," I whispered. "This isn’t just about us. It’s about keeping the baby safe. If Alice is our best chance, then we have to follow her rules." Kael’s expression hardened, his jaw clenching as he fought against his instincts. He was torn between protecting me and respecting my wishes, and it was killing him. Maya stepped forward cautiously, her face pale but determined. "Kael, maybe it’s best if you let Astrid go with Lira. Alice’s wolves are... p
The realization hit me like a cold wind. Kael's hands still rested on my stomach, reverent and protective, but the warmth of his touch couldn’t quiet the storm of thoughts swirling in my mind. He cared for me, yes. His instincts demanded it—he was my mate, after all. But care wasn’t love. Protection wasn’t love. Kael was bound to me because the universe had decreed it. He was drawn to my scent, to my body, to the bond that linked us like two halves of a whole. But what if that bond wasn’t enough? What if it was obligation that tethered him to me and not something deeper? I swallowed hard, trying to keep the tears from spilling over. *Don’t cry, Astrid. Not now. Not here.* Even as my heart ached, I couldn’t stop myself from staring at him. His face was set in determination, his eyes still blazing with that fierce promise of protection. But love? That soft, vulnerable thing I longed for? I couldn’t see it there. He hadn’t chosen me. Not really. And yet, I had fallen for him
As the warmth of Kael's body began to fade, I felt his fingers trailing along my arm, his touch gentle but purposeful. His chest rose and fell against my back as we lay tangled together under the canopy of stars. The lake shimmered in the distance, but Kael’s attention was wholly on me."You're different," he murmured, his voice low, almost as if he were speaking to himself. I stiffened slightly, turning my head to glance at him. "Different how?" He propped himself up on one elbow, his eyes scanning me with an intensity that made my heart race. "Your scent," he said. "It's changed. It’s sweeter, stronger... like honey and wildflowers after the rain." His fingers grazed my collarbone, his gray eyes narrowing. "And your arousal—it’s not just wolf. There’s something else in it. Something... primal." I swallowed hard, my throat tightening under his scrutiny. El stirred uneasily within me, caught between curiosity and fear. "I don't know what you're talking about," I said softly, t
In one swift movement, Kael plunged into my mouth, his cock hitting the back of my throat. I need air, I need to breath. My eyes Ayang with unshed tears, his hand gripped my hair tightly, helping in movement. “You are só fucking good, little mouse..” kael moaned, thrusting into my mouth with no care in the word. There was pure hunger and greed in his movement. My hands gripped his thighs to steady me from falling over. I hummed against his cock, wetting pooled between my legs, I knew he could smell it cuz I could too. “Oh! Fucckk!” His head flew back, eyes closed while his waist moved in a fluid manner. I could taste him in my mouth, little drops of pre-cum that coated the tip of his cock. It was heavenly, or maybe I was sick in my head. Kael, sipped his dick out of my mouth, he ducked down and grabbed my chin, pressing it. “You will be a good little mouse, and ducking swallow every bit of my seed that I spill.” He growled. Beads of sweat laid on his forehead, glimmeri
“I want you” I whispered rubbing myself on him, El squealed in excitement with the contact. The moonlight danced across the lake, the ripples casting soft silver patterns on the water. I saw him standing there, waiting—Kael. His back was to me, his broad shoulders tense, as if the weight of the world rested on him alone. For a moment, I hesitated, watching him, unsure if I had the strength for what was to come. But my wolf stirred, pulling me forward. *Go to him.* The bond between us hummed, undeniable and raw. “Kael,” I called softly, my voice carried on the breeze. He turned, and the sight of his face under the moonlight made my breath hitch. His eyes, intense and piercing, found mine, and I saw everything there—his pain, his longing, his love. The tension in his jaw relaxed as he closed the distance between us in just a few strides. I opened my mouth to speak, but before I could say a word, his hands cupped my face, and he kissed me. It wasn’t gentle or tentative. It wa
Lucian grinned, his expression twisting with cruel satisfaction. “Brave words,” he said, his golden eyes narrowing. “Let’s see if you can back them up.” The earth beneath him cracked as his men surged forward, weapons drawn and snarls ripping through the night. I felt the hum of magic deep in my core, powerful and untamed, begging to be unleashed. “Astrid, no!” Lira’s voice rang out, desperate. “You’re not ready!” But I couldn’t run anymore. Not now. Not while my friends were fighting for me, risking everything. I clenched my fists, the energy within me coiling tighter, hotter, until it burst free. The air around me shimmered, and the ground shook violently as I thrust my hands forward. Roots and vines exploded from the earth, twisting and curling like living serpents. They lashed out at Lucian’s men, ensnaring them before they could close the gap. Some screamed as the vines tightened, pinning them to the ground or flinging them away like ragdolls. Lucian barely flinched,
The peace of the moment shattered like glass. A thunderous crash erupted outside, followed by shouts and the unmistakable clang of steel. Maya’s hand was on her dagger in an instant, her eyes narrowing as she scanned the room. “They found us,” Elias growled, his voice taut with urgency. He moved to the doorway, his stance tense and ready. “How?” I whispered, my heart racing as dread coiled in my chest. Lira’s expression hardened, her calm demeanor replaced with the fierce resolve of someone who had been hunted before. “It doesn’t matter how. What matters is getting you out of here alive.” Another crash echoed through the air, and the sound of splintering wood followed. Lucian’s men were close. Maya stepped forward, her dagger glinting in the faint light. “We hold them off here. Astrid, you need to go.” “I’m not leaving you!” I protested, but Elias shot me a sharp look. “This isn’t a debate,” he said firmly. “You’re the one they want. If you stay, you’ll only make it easi
Lira’s words echoed in my mind long after the conversation ended, reverberating through the walls of the small cabin that had become our temporary refuge. I sat by the window, staring out into the dark forest, the weight of everything she had told me pressing heavily on my chest. *The last original witch.* It was impossible to wrap my mind around it. The anger I had held onto for so long wavered, replaced by confusion and a deep sense of responsibility I wasn’t sure I was ready for. My wolf, El, was unusually quiet, a reflection of the storm in my own mind. I heard footsteps behind me and turned to see Maya standing there, her arms crossed and a knowing look in her eyes. “You’ve been quiet all night,” she said softly, sitting beside me. I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “I don’t even know where to begin.” Maya tilted her head, her sharp gaze piercing. “She told you about your magic.” It wasn’t a question. I nodded, surprised but not entirely shocked that she knew.