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Chapter 44
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The morning air was heavy, oppressive even, as Fatima and I set out again to continue our search for answers. The packhouse halls seemed to buzz with whispers, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that every set of eyes I passed was filled with judgment. The rumors were spreading. Fast. It wasn’t just the council now—others in the pack were beginning to murmur about their “Luna, the witch.” It felt like every tentative bridge I’d tried to build with the pack since arriving was now crumbling beneath me. I shook my head, willing the thoughts away. There was no time for self-pity. Not when we were still no closer to finding out who framed me for Gregory’s death. Fatima noticed my silence as we slipped into the empty library, her sharp eyes catching the tension in my jaw. “You okay?” she asked, closing the door behind us. “No,” I admitted. “I feel like everything’s falling apart. The pack hates me, Jake doesn’t trust me, and we’re running in circles trying to figure this out.” Fat
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The day started like any other. I woke up to the sound of soft murmurs outside my window—pack members going about their day, the occasional bark of an order from the guards patrolling the grounds. The sun streamed in through the curtains, but it felt like it brought no warmth. Fatima had already left to follow up on Eleanor’s cryptic comments from the day before, leaving me alone with my swirling thoughts. The pack’s judgment, the dead ends in our investigation, the ache of being so close to Jake but feeling miles apart—it all weighed heavy on my heart. I was still sitting on the edge of my bed, lost in thought, when Jake walked in. “Hey,” he said softly, his voice hesitant. I looked up, startled. He stood in the doorway, his tall frame filling the room, but there was an unusual vulnerability in his eyes. “Hey,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. He crossed the room in a few quick strides, stopping just in front of me. For a moment, he didn’t say anything, just c
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The walk back to the packhouse was filled with the comfortable silence that only Jake and I could share. His arm was draped lazily around my shoulders, his thumb tracing small circles on my skin. The warmth of his touch grounded me, and the lingering glow from our moonlit date was enough to make me forget the weight of everything hanging over us. But the peace shattered the moment we stepped through the doors. The packhouse was in chaos. Voices were raised, and the tension in the air was thick enough to choke on. My heart dropped into my stomach. Something was wrong. “What’s going on?” Jake demanded, his alpha authority slicing through the noise. The crowd parted almost instinctively, and that’s when I saw her—Fatima, my best friend, sitting on one of the couches in the common area with a cold pack pressed to the back of her head. “Fatima!” I rushed forward, my legs moving faster than my brain could process. “What happened?” She looked up at me, her face pale but her usual
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The air in the war room was suffocating. Jake stood across the table, arms folded, his gaze fixed on the map of our territory spread out before us. The muscles in his jaw tensed as if he was holding back a storm of emotions. He had been restless for days now, ever since we caught wind of the intruder’s plans. I hated seeing him like this—cold, distant, and singularly focused on vengeance. “Any updates from Chris?” I asked, breaking the silence. Jake didn’t lift his eyes. “He’s still searching the southern borders. So far, nothing.” I glanced at the scattered reports on the table, each detailing potential sightings and possible leads. It felt like trying to catch smoke with bare hands. “This person knows our routines,” I said. “Knows how to slip in and out without leaving much of a trail. They’ve been planning this for a while.” Jake finally looked at me, his piercing gaze sharp enough to cut through steel. “That’s what worries me.” His voice was low, dangerous. It sent a sh
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The night air was cold as we approached the abandoned warehouse on the edge of pack territory. The place reeked of desperation. It had been used for shady dealings and covert meetings in the past. The kind of place where people thought they could get away with their dirty work. Tonight, it was the place we would catch a killer.Jake moved in front, the Alpha aura surrounding him like an unbreakable wall. His eyes scanned the shadows, every step measured and deliberate. I walked close behind him, my mind racing with everything we had uncovered. Gregory’s death was just the tip of the iceberg. As we pieced the puzzle together, we discovered more. Dominic Vail, one of the most respected and influential members of the council, had been the mastermind behind the hit. He’d orchestrated everything—the ambush on Gregory, the false accusations, the lies. And now, after days of tracking, we finally had him cornered.“I’m not letting him get away,” Jake muttered under his breath. His eyes narro
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*Fatima’s Perspective* The hallways of the pack house were quieter than I expected, almost eerily so. Tension hung in the air like a thick fog, impossible to ignore. Everything had changed since Dominic’s confession. We finally knew who had killed Gregory, and the truth should’ve set everything right. But for Prisca, it hadn’t changed much at all. The pack still hated her for what she was—a witch. And the council? They were just as relentless, if not worse, now that they didn’t have Gregory’s murder to throw at her. I sighed, knocking gently on the door to Prisca’s room before pushing it open. She sat curled up on the window seat, staring out at the dense forest beyond the pack lands. She didn’t turn as I walked in, but I knew she heard me. “Hey, you,” I said softly. “Hey,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. I crossed the room and sat beside her, bumping her shoulder with mine. “You know, for someone who just got cleared of murder, you don’t look very victor
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The morning sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains of our bedroom, bathing everything in a warm golden glow. I blinked against the light, my body still tangled with Jake’s beneath the sheets. His strong arm was draped protectively over my waist, and I could feel the steady rhythm of his breathing against my back.For once, the world outside felt quiet, like the chaos of the pack had taken a pause. It was a fragile peace, but I clung to it like a lifeline.“Good morning,” Jake’s voice rumbled, low and husky from sleep.I smiled, turning to face him. His dark hair was messy, his eyes still heavy-lidded, but the way he looked at me made my heart skip a beat.“Good morning,” I whispered back, brushing my fingers along his jawline.He caught my hand, pressing a kiss to my palm before pinning me beneath him in one fluid motion. I laughed softly, but the sound quickly turned into a gasp as his lips found my neck.“Someone’s in a good mood,” I teased, though my body betrayed me, arching
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The pack house was unnervingly quiet, the kind of stillness that seemed to amplify every creak, every whisper of movement. It felt wrong. It wasn’t just the silence—it was the absence. Jake and his men were out in the woods, hunting something we didn’t understand. My heart clenched at the thought of him out there, facing who-knows-what, but I forced myself to push the panic aside. He had asked me to stay here, to stay safe. I hated it. I hated the waiting, the helplessness, the not knowing. But if I couldn’t stand beside him out there, I could at least do something useful here. I wasn’t going to sit around while the pack fell apart. The first family I visited lived on the eastern edge of the pack territory, not far from where the first boy had gone missing. The house was small but well-kept, though today the curtains were drawn tight, and the air around the place felt heavy with grief. I hesitated before knocking, unsure if they’d even want to see me. The door opened a crack,
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The ballroom was alive with music and laughter, a stark contrast to the heaviness that had lingered over the pack these past few weeks. Fatima had outdone herself, organizing this ball to remind everyone that joy still had a place in our lives.Dressed in a flowing emerald-green gown, I swayed gently in Jake’s arms as we moved across the dance floor. The light in his eyes, the way his fingers traced soothing circles on my back, made me forget—if only for a moment—that our world was still in pieces.“See?” he murmured. “A night without doom and gloom. Feels nice, doesn’t it?”I smiled up at him. “It does.”He twirled me, and for a second, I felt weightless. Then it hit me.A sharp, piercing sensation in my skull.I stumbled, the room tilting violently.Jake’s grip tightened. “Prisca?”I couldn’t answer. The pain spread like wildfire, and suddenly, the music and chatter faded into the background. My legs buckled, and I was falling.Darkness swallowed me whole.And then… I wasn’t in the
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The weight of what I had just seen clung to me like a second skin. Even as I sat on the edge of the bed, back in the safety of our room, I could still feel the cold presence of that figure. The sound of its voice—my voice—echoed in my head like a haunting melody. Choose. But choose what? I could still feel Jake’s hands on my face from before, the desperate way he had searched my eyes, pleading for an answer I didn’t have. Now, he paced the room, his body tense with unspoken frustration. The others sat nearby, watching me with equal parts concern and curiosity. “You need to tell us everything,” Althea finally said, breaking the heavy silence. I rubbed my arms, trying to rid myself of the chill that had settled in my bones. “I was… alone. You were all gone. And the figure—it wasn’t just some shadow. It was me.” Sophie’s eyebrows shot up. “Wait. You? Like… a doppelgänger situation?” I nodded slowly. “Exactly like that. She—It—told me I had to choose. But I don’t know what t
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The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a blade. We had all woken up in a cold sweat, shaken by the fact that we had the exact same dream—no, it wasn’t just a dream. It felt too real. The streets of that town, the heavy feeling of being watched, the way the air had seemed almost alive with something unnatural. I glanced around at the others, my heart still hammering in my chest. Jake sat at the edge of the bed, his muscles tense, his jaw clenched as if trying to process everything at once. Fatima and Sophie had both fallen into a heavy silence, their usual humor nowhere to be seen. And Althea… she was staring blankly at the candle burning on the bedside table, deep in thought, her fingers twitching slightly. “This isn’t over,” I finally said, breaking the silence. “We left that place. We returned here. But somehow, it’s still with us.” Jake turned to me, his expression unreadable. “There has to be a reason why we all saw the same thing.” His voice was low, controlled—b
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The morning air was crisp, carrying the scent of damp earth and pine as I stepped out of the cabin. The town was finally behind us, but a strange unease still lingered in my chest. It wasn’t just the eerie experiences we had—it was something deeper, something clawing at my subconscious, demanding my attention.Jake was already outside, sharpening his dagger with a quiet focus that sent a chill through me. His jaw was tense, his muscles coiled, as if he were ready for another fight. I walked up to him, rubbing my arms against the cold. "You look like you're expecting trouble," I said, trying to sound lighthearted, but he barely acknowledged me at first.Finally, he sighed and set the dagger down. "I don’t like that we had to run from that place. It feels unfinished," he admitted.He wasn’t wrong. We had gotten away, but at what cost? The things we had seen, the presence that still clung to us like an unshakable shadow—I knew deep down that it wasn’t truly over.Sophie came strolling ou
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The tension from our near escape still clung to me like a second skin, even as the night stretched into silence. My body was exhausted, my mind running circles around the events that had unfolded. I lay curled against Jake, his arms wrapped securely around me, his breath steady and warm against my hair. But sleep refused to claim me. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw flashes—red eyes in the dark, the twisted town, the feeling of time slipping like sand through my fingers. It had been too easy. Too clean of an escape. And that made my stomach churn. Jake shifted beside me, his grip tightening. “You’re thinking too much,” he murmured against my temple. I exhaled softly. “I can’t help it. Something isn’t right.” He pressed a kiss to my forehead, but there was tension in his touch. “We’ll figure it out in the morning. For now, just rest.” I nodded against his chest, but the uneasy feeling wouldn’t leave. And deep down, I knew—this wasn’t over. ---Morning came far too soon. T
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The moment we stepped out of the inn, an eerie silence wrapped around us like a suffocating blanket. The town, which had been brimming with life just hours ago, now felt abandoned. The streets were empty, the lanterns flickering weakly, and the air carried a heavy stillness that made the hairs on my arms rise.Jake was the first to break the silence. "We need to get out of here. Now."His voice was calm but held an undertone of urgency that made my stomach twist. I reached for his hand instinctively, feeling the warmth of his skin grounding me.Althea, Sophie, Fatima, and Chris followed closely behind as we hurried toward the town's exit. But as we neared the main road leading out, a dense fog rolled in from nowhere, thick and unnatural. My breath hitched as the path ahead of us blurred into nothingness."What the hell?" Chris muttered, stepping ahead cautiously. He reached out a hand to push through the fog, but the moment his fingers touched it, a pulse of energy knocked him back on
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The road stretched before us, endless and winding, as our SUV rumbled down the cracked pavement. The eerie little town we'd just left was nothing more than a fading memory in the rearview mirror. Or at least, that’s what we thought.Fatima sat in the back, fiddling with the radio, static crackling through the speakers. Sophie drummed her fingers on the dashboard while Althea stared out the window, her fingers twitching like she was trying to grab something unseen. Chris, sitting next to Fatima, was uncharacteristically quiet.“I swear, I’ll never step foot in another weird-ass town again,” Sophie muttered, shifting in her seat. “That place gave me the creeps.”“Agreed,” Jake said, his fingers gripping the wheel tighter. “Let’s just get home and pretend this never happened.”Silence settled over the car for a while, broken only by the hum of the tires against the road. The trees lining the highway were dense, towering over us, their darkened silhouettes illuminated by the occasional f
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The idea of taking a break from everything was both ridiculous and desperately needed. The pack had been through hell, and for the first time in weeks, there was no immediate crisis to solve. So, when Sophie suggested a road trip, I had laughed—until I saw the way Jake looked at me, like he knew I needed this more than anyone. And maybe I did.That’s how I found myself crammed in an SUV with Jake, Althea, Sophie, Fatima, and Jake speeding down an open road. The wind blew through my hair as I rolled down the window, feeling something I hadn’t in a long time—freedom.“Alright, we need road trip rules,” Sophie announced from the backseat, pulling out a notepad. “Rule number one: No talking about pack politics.”“Agreed,” Fatima said, munching on a bag of spicy chips. “Rule number two: The driver does not get to pick all the music.”Jake, who was behind the wheel, raised a brow. “Excuse me? Who else would pick?”“Literally anyone else,” Althea said, crossing her arms. “You listen to brood
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The morning air was crisp and fresh, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth through the open windows. It was the kind of morning that whispered of new beginnings, of hope gently stretching its fingers through the cracks of sorrow. I stood on the balcony, sipping warm tea, watching the sun rise over the treetops. The pack had been through hell, but today—today felt different. The heaviness that had lingered like an unshakable fog finally seemed to be lifting. Laughter drifted up from below, the sound of children playing near the training grounds. Warriors, who once walked with the weight of grief on their shoulders, were smiling as they sparred in the courtyard. The pack was healing, slowly but surely. I had found a place here. It had taken time, patience, and a lot of self-doubt, but now, watching the people I had come to love rebuild their lives, I felt at home. A pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind, pulling me against a warm chest. “You’re up early,” J
