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 room felt colder, the air heavy with the weight of what had just happened. El stirred in my mind. Astrid, focus. Whatever power you tapped into before, we need to find it again. And what if I can’t? I countered, my frustration bleeding through. Her voice turned sharp. You don’t have the luxury of doubt right now. Ezra is counting on us, and so is everyone else, whether they realize it or not. I stood, pacing the small room, my mind racing. Ezra was alive; I had to believe that. And Kael... wherever he was, he wouldn’t let this go unnoticed. The mate bond was faint, but it was there, a flickering thread connecting us across the distance. The sound of footsteps outside the door jolted me from my thoughts. My body tensed, and El bristled in the back of my mind. The lock clicked, I held my breath as the door creaked open, expecting Lucian to return with another smug remark. But the figure who stepped inside was not the cold, calculating man I dreaded. Instead, it was Elias—the
Elias glanced at the door before looking back at me. “We wait for the guard rotation. That’ll give us ten minutes—tops—to reach the passage. But when we move, we move fast. No hesitation.” “And Ezra?” The words slipped out before I could stop them, my voice catching slightly. Elias hesitated, and I didn’t miss the flicker of doubt in his expression. “Getting him out complicates things. If we delay too long—” “I’m not leaving without him,” I snapped, my voice hardening. “If he’s alive, we’re not abandoning him.” Elias studied me for a moment, his expression unreadable. “Stubborn,” he muttered under his breath. “Fine. But if we’re going to get him, it means splitting up. I’ll guide you to the passage, then double back for him.” “No,” I said immediately, shaking my head. “We stick together. If we separate, we’ll just end up getting caught.” El growled her agreement. Good. Trusting him is one thing, but being separated makes us weak. Elias sighed, running a hand through his
The escape wasn’t smooth for long. As we reached the next corner, El’s voice snarled in my head. *Astrid, stop!* I froze, yanking Ezra to a halt. He hissed in pain, but I ignored him, my eyes darting down the corridor. Elias turned sharply, his blade in hand, and his amber eyes scanned the shadows. “What is it?” he whispered, his voice low and tense. El’s growl deepened. *We’re not alone.* A flicker of movement at the end of the hallway confirmed her instincts. I barely had time to react before a figure stepped out of the shadows, their eyes gleaming unnaturally in the dim light. Then another. And another. Rogues. “Run!” Elias barked, shoving me and Ezra back. He didn’t wait for us to respond, surging forward like a predator unleashed. Ezra grunted as I pulled him along, his legs dragging. “Astrid, leave me,” he rasped, his voice strained. “You’ll move faster without—” “Shut the fuck up,” I snapped, my grip tightening. “I’m not leaving you.” Behind us, the clash of m
The tunnel seemed endless, the air growing colder with every step. My breath puffed in quick clouds, my lungs burning as I half-dragged, half-supported Ezra. His weight was heavy against me, his injuries slowing us down. “Ezra, stay with me,” I whispered, my voice cracking under the strain. “I’m not... going anywhere,” he muttered through gritted teeth, his steps faltering but determined. The walls trembled again, dirt and rocks falling around us. The sound of the structure groaning echoed behind us, and I knew Elias’s time was running out. My stomach churned with guilt, but El’s voice cut through my spiraling thoughts. *Focus, Astrid. You can’t save him if you don’t save yourself first.* I forced my legs to keep moving, even as my heart ached. The tunnel opened into a larger cavern, faintly illuminated by glowing moss along the walls. The sight of it gave me a spark of hope. “There,” I said, urging Ezra forward. “We can rest there for a second.” He nodded weakly,
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.