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SIXTY-ONE | WOLF

Hi Arienne,I’ve confirmed the results of my test. The painkillers you were given had wolf DNA in – most likely taken from the heart, though I’ve yet to be sure of that.Doctor ChenoaShit. I shoved my phone back into my pocket, and plastered a smile onto my face. Samyak came round and opened my truck door for me, and I hopped down.We were welcomed back with wide smiles and open arms, but I embraced my new family and friends in a daze. I felt terribly rude, but my focus kept drifting elsewhere, even as Samyak’s parents told me I looked well, and that they were excited for us to begin our lives, together, with the Lapis Moon pack.“Mum,” said Samyak, lowly under his breath, “we found something on the way back.”“Well, you can tell us all about it after lunch. More of a late lunch, actually, but we thought it would be nice if we all ate together in the pack house.”“That would be lovely,” I said, and my forced smile flickered and changed, becoming genuine as I met Luna Carla’s bright gr
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SIXTY-TWO | WINTER SKY

The walk to the pack hospital felt ominous. The sky was dark; usually, I’d think that it made the lights inside of the buildings look cosier, but not today. It felt like a warning, like a threat; a winter sky watching over us in summer, drawing away the light and leaving only bleak nothingness in its place.Samyak had been reticent to let me go on my own, but I’d made up my mind. He’d agreed, although hesitantly, once I’d explained that I did not want it to feel like an attack. Ace was his friend, after all, and I didn’t want to accuse him of anything.It was merely unfortunate that all signs pointed to him. There was a comment he’d made, and it felt like forever ago, now; he’d alluded to the idea that not all rogues had bad intentions, or something like that. I’d brushed over it at the time, but since I’d become suspicious of the drugs he’d given me, it had flared up in my memory, like a swollen joint that was always present in the corner of your mind.I steeled myself when I reached
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SIXTY-THREE | SODDEN

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SIXTY-FOUR | LYCANTHROPY

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SIXTY-FIVE | MOONSHINE

I shifted so that I could look properly at Samyak’s face. His dark skin shone in the moonlight, and his deep eyes glittered beneath their long lashes. The light cast shadows down his cheeks, gossamer strands falling, incandescent, across his cheekbones.His curved lips were parted, and the very front of his teeth were visible; he was eager, ready. His eyebrows were up, just a little, right in the centre. I swallowed thickly.When I thought of Samyak, I thought of a warm hearth, a crackling fire, the first rays of sun in the morning after days of rain. I thought of the leaping joy in my chest when he was near, of his golden light permeating into my very bones. I thought of his strong hands on my waist, of his soft, sweet kisses, and of his kind eyes. I thought of the handsome sweep of his jaw, of the curled hairs that nestled behind his ears, and of him shifting his weight when he felt unsure of something.More than all of that, I thought of how those things made me feel. Under the moon
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SIXTY-SIX | LOST

Hi, Samyak said. I went to respond vocally, but I then realised that he had not, in fact, spoken. He had mindlinked me.Hey, I replied, my mouth stretching into a dopey, excited grin.The feeling reminded me of being a child, of sending secret messages to my friends. The sort of joy that can come only from the sneaking feeling that you’re getting away with something; not a malicious kind of hiding, more an innocent, giggling state of being.Samyak’s emotions were intensified through the bond, too. I could feel his glee as well as my own. The drizzle was becoming heavier, falling in fat droplets onto our skin, but we did not care nor move. We lay under the moonlight and explored one another, feeling out the parameters of our newly completed mate bond.We stood, after a while, our backs sodden from the wet grass. Under the crystal light of the moon we danced, filled with such happiness that we had to move, to hold one another and twirl through the wildflowers. I leapt into Samyak’s arms,
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SIXTY-SEVEN | POETRY

I sat in the window seat, stunned, for a while after Samyak had stormed out. His behaviour was unlike any I’d experienced from him, and I was not angry nor upset; no, I was concerned.I felt that he was keeping something from me, and I thought that it must be related to the scar on his thigh. I found myself daydreaming, imagining any and all of the scenarios that could have possibly led to this.It must have been some sort of fight, I thought, for him to bear such a scar. Or perhaps an accident; it could have been a glass bottle falling from a shelf. But then why would he have such a fear of me getting hurt, or of letting people down? Why did he feel so responsible for the safety of others?I sighed. Picturing scenarios in my head may feel productive, like I was getting somewhere, but in reality it was hopeless. The only place I’d find the answers I sought was Samyak, but for now at least, he needed space.He’d left in such a hurry that he’d abandoned his books and notepad at my side,
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SIXTY-EIGHT | THE GROVE

“Let’s do it,” said Samyak.“Okay. I’m all in if you are,” I agreed.We were sat on the rooftop garden of our cabin, surrounded by the climbing tendrils of plants as the evening sun dropped low in the darkening sky. The clouds were bubble gum pink, bright against the purple backdrop of the twilight air.We had a plan. It was time to put it into action.The next morning, I awoke early, well before training. I tugged on the shorts, t-shirt, and sneakers that I wanted to wear to train in, and, pressing a quick kiss to Samyak’s forehead before I left, I crept out into the quiet of the morning.There was a chill in the air, the sort that comes before the heat of the midday sun. The grass was damp with dew, and it felt cool as it lapped at my trainers. I walked with purpose, my strides long despite my short stature, and I covered the ground quickly.Nami was waiting for me outside of the pack house when I arrived. She yawned widely, and scratched behind her ear. Her hair had been braided int
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SIXTY-NINE | A HISTORY OF HUNTERS

I snuck into the cabin, my arms laden with shopping bags. My gown was still on its hanger and had been tucked into a long bag, and I’d slung that over my shoulder. The rest of my purchases were for after the welcoming ceremony, and I could not let Samyak see anything I’d bought – dress or otherwise.“Hey,” Samyak called out. His voice was muffled, and it sounded as though he was on the far side of the cabin.“Hi!” I called back. “Are you in the kitchen?”“Sure am! Dinner’s almost ready.”“I’ll be in in a minute!” I yelled. This was too lucky an opportunity to mess up. I hurried into the bedroom, and then spun around on the spot, looking for somewhere to hide everything I’d bought.My eyes landed on an empty box that we’d left, discarded on the floor, after I’d finished unpacking. I shuffled forwards, leaning down so that my gown would slither from my shoulder and onto the plaid bed sheets. Using my toe, I then managed to pry the lid from the box, and I dumped the contents of my arms in
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SEVENTY | MARKED

The night of the welcoming ceremony was upon us. My stomach churned with nervous excitement, and I kept having to wipe my sweaty palms on my gym shorts.Nami bustled in, damp from her shower, her towel slung around her body and slipping down as she powered into her bedroom. She rolled her eyes and held it up with one hand, and gestured at the bathroom with the other.“Your turn,” she said, nodding towards it as she spoke.“Thanks,” I said, my voice burning in my throat.I didn’t know why I was so nervous – since his revelation about the hunters and the rogues, Samyak had been in a permanently good mood. As for the ceremony itself, I was more excited than worried. I supposed that it must be the stress of pulling off my surprise afterwards, and I tried to soothe myself. I knew I’d pull it off, but with a pack of wolves there were always unprecedented factors to consider.What was really bothering me, though, I thought as I slung my towel over my shoulder, was that the last ceremonious ev
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