All Chapters of Awakening The Sliver Wolf : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I stood at the door, frozen, still not believing what I was seeing. Lucas and my stepsister hadn't even noticed I was in the room, too tied up in each other to notice. "Oh, Lucas, you feel so good." Zara kept moaning at the top of her voice. I'm sure the whole house could hear her. She turned her face to my direction and smirked. She goddamn smirk. "Lucas!" I snapped. Lucas peeled himself away from Zara, staring at me with shock. "Ravenna, it's not like that. I can explain," he said in a rush as he tried to put on his clothes. But I wasn't looking at him, I was looking at my stepsister, who still had that smug smile on her face, still lying there naked. "Ravenna let me explain, please," Lucas said as he moved closer to me. I snapped my head to him. "Explain what, Lucas? Explain why you're fucking my goddamn stepsister?" "I... I just..." Lucas stammered, unable to finish. Zara, slithering out of bed with the blanket draped around her, finally spoke. "Oh, poor Ravenna," she

We walked for a while, Joseph and the girl—whose name I still didn't know—engrossed in a conversation I chose to ignore. Sofia was still walking behind us but it seems she lost interest in the back of my head because I no longer felt her burning eyes. We got to a clearing, and my breath caught in my throat. Standing majestic before me was the pack house. It was massive, but that wasn't what made me stare in awe. It was the modern—sleek lines, endless windows reflecting the sky, and a facade of steel and glass that glinted under the sun. The architecture was bold yet minimalistic, making the entire structure look more like an exclusive resort than a home for wolves.My eyes followed the clean, geometric edges of the building as it seemed to stretch endlessly, merging with the surrounding forest. The walls were a mix of polished concrete and dark wood accents, blending effortlessly with nature, yet remaining unapologetically contemporary. Wide balconies wrapped around each level

I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. Everything seemed normal—my silver hair, though a little dull, and my familiar tired pale eyes staring back at me. But that wasn’t what sent ice crawling through my veins.It was my chest. The place where the lightning had struck was different. The scar marred my skin, a branching, jagged pattern that stretched like dark veins. It was swollen, discolored, and burned. I traced it with trembling fingers. I could feel the current in my skin as if the lightning was stored in me. I broke down, the weight of it all crashing over me. It was too much. It was all too much for my heart to take. I haven't even had time to grieve about the loss of my pack, of my father, of my life. And now that I was alone, it all came crashing down. It felt like the floodgates of my emotions had burst wide open. There wasn't really much to cry

The forest was eerily quiet, save for the crunch of dead leaves beneath my boots. The night was dense, the air thick with tension, and the cold bit at my skin as I moved, eyes sharp, scanning the dark wilderness. Alpha Rowan’s words echoed in my mind: Prove you're not a threat. Prove you're not a spy.And this is me proving myself. A rogue had been spotted just beyond the pack’s territory, terrorizing the borders. My mission was to hunt down the rogue. Rowan said if I pulled this off, his people would see I wasn't some danger to them. They'd see I could protect them, that I'd risk my life for them. He also wanted to see what I was really capable of. If I could bring him down, maybe—just maybe—they’d stop looking at me like I was the enemy. I crouched low, my breath shallow. Ahead, the scent of blood mingled with the musk of damp earth. The rogue was close. I could feel it—a creeping presence, a predator lurking just out of sight.A growl vibrated through the trees, low and thr

Heat rushed to my face the moment I met Rowan's eyes. He stared at me with such intensity that I couldn't decipher the look in his eyes. He'd trade his usual suit for the night, opting for jeans, a white t-shirt, and a matching jacket instead.His hair, no longer neatly styled, was now tousled, and I had the sudden urge to run my fingers through it.He looked much younger and so much handsome now, I couldn't bring myself to look away even though I knew I'd been staring too long. Someone cleared their throat, and just like that the spell was broken. I looked away, embarrassed. Why was I always staring like an idiot?There was just something so captivating and alluring about Rowan that I always found myself staring, not able to look away. Lilith elbowed me gently and I faced her. "You should go see him," she said, her head gesturing towards Rowan. "Uhmm… I don't think that's a good idea," I said as I rubbed my neck. "Ravenna, shut up and just go," she said and she faced the guy