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One: The attack

Delia’s POVLife is fraught with possibilities. One day you’re high up there, living the perfect dream even though something tells you that everything isn’t quite right. The next you’re drowning, your dream turned to a nightmare as reality rips the ground from underneath you. I was a happy girl leading the perfect life with parents who doted on me, a boyfriend who loved me, loyal friends, a bright future. Until it all went away in just one night. ~~~~~~~~~The first strange occurrence of the day that changed my life, happened in the morning. I kissed my parents goodbye before heading out the door, hurrying to meet up with my boyfriend Zack. He was leaving today, and I wanted to spend some time with him beforehand. Purse in hand, I hurried down the steps and started walking towards the intersection where he would pick me up when the sensation of being watched crept upon me. I turned around and met an empty street and continued my walk, my unease rising steadily. The hairs at the bac
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Two: Vampires and werewolves

Delia’s POVThe first thing I saw when my eyes opened was my mom’s worried face. I recalled what had happened immediately, fear catching at my throat until I realized I was no longer in the woods; I was back at home, tucked safely into my bedroom. I didn’t understand how I had survived that, but I was grateful. Surprisingly, it didn’t at all hurt when I tried to sit up. I felt good as new, as if I had just woken up from a power nap and I smiled at my mother in relief to show her she didn’t need to worry anymore. She didn’t smile back. “Mom? It’s okay. I’m fine.” I said, looking over my unbroken skin and intact limbs in shock. Maybe it had been a bad dream? Because I remember a large wolf sinking its teeth into me, but here I was, arm as good as new. My mother sighed, her soft brown eyes filling with sadness “No it’s not Delia. I’m so sorry. I did everything I could to keep you with us. Remember that okay?”She said tearfully and I got a little confused. “What? I don’t understand.”
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Three: The rejection

Delia's POVI gaped at Graeme, shocked at his revelation. My boyfriend? A Vampire? Come on. That was impossible.“No… you're mistaken, he can't be.” I argued but even then as I took in Zack’s beautiful face twisted with an unholy rage and the red ring around his light blue eyes, and I wasn’t so sure. A moment ago, I didn’t even know werewolves existed and now I was being told my boyfriend of the past year is a freaking vampire. I needed to catch a freaking break. “Come Delia.” Zack ordered and my body seized once more, my desperation to get to him keeping me in frenzy. “Get her away from him. He’s got her under a thrall. Head to the pack. I’ll finish him off and follow behind.” He said self-assuredly and a bone-chilling laugh fell out of Zack’s mouth. “Oh, I'd like to see you try Wolf Boy.” Zack hissed and then they flew into action. One moment they were eyeing each other, several feet apart. The next Zack moved with lightening speed I’d never known he was capable of, swiping at Gr
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Four: An Alpha's Dilemma

Graeme’s POVThe cool night air whipped past me as I sprinted deep into the forest, the sound of the world fading behind me. My paws pounded against the earth in a steady rhythm, adrenaline surging through my veins, pushing me to run faster. I needed to run. Needed to escape before I found myself doing something I couldn’t afford to do. I left my men—and her—far behind. Despite how badly I wanted to turn back, I didn’t. Panic clawed at my insides, but I forced it down, focusing instead on the forest that enveloped me. The trees blurred by in a rush of shadows and moonlight, but the image of Delia's face wouldn’t leave my mind.She had looked so fragile and bewildered, standing between there staring at me with wide, desire filled eyes. There had been something about her when I met her, something that drew me to her, but never in my wildest dreams had I imagined it could be this. Never had I thought that it was a mate bond that called to me. There was no way that girl could be my mate
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Five: Wilburn Pack

Chapter 5Delia’s POVI sat quietly in the back seat of the car, numb with shock of the day’s event. My hands were folded tightly in my lap, my nails pressing crescents into my palms. I stared out the window, watching the dark forest blur past, the trees casting long shadows under the pale moonlight. My mind however, was trapped somewhere else—caught in the memory of the happenings around me. I still couldn’t believe it all. My world had been rocked in a matter of minutes at it was all because of him. Graeme.His name shot through me like a lightning bolt, sending shockwaves through me everytime it surfaced in my mind. And I couldn’t help but think about it, no matter how I tried. I could still feel the phantom touch of his lips against mine, a sensation so vivid it made my breath hitch. It had been more than a kiss; it had been an overwhelming flood of emotions, raw and all-consuming. For a moment, it had felt like the world had stopped, like there was nothing but the two of us. I w
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Six: Alpha Oswald

Delia’s POV “Sit.” Alpha Oswald gruffed gesturing to one of the visitor's chairs opposite his desk. After only a brief hesitation, I stepped forward and slid myself into the seat. He said nothing for a moment, eyeing me steadily. I was uncomfortable for a moment, and tried to avoid his gaze. When he didn’t let up his silent staring, a small wave of anger started to build up inside me and I found myself glaring back into his eyes. A small sound that suspiciously resembled a growl suddenly arose and until his eyes widened slightly, I didn't know it was from me. “Hm. Your wolf’s got a lot of bite for a mutt.” He said sounding slightly impressed. I didn't really understand what he was talking about, but it sounded like a compliment so I mumbled a thanks even though it came out a bit more hostile than I intended. Eyes trained on me, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a pouch, drawing a cigar out and placing it between his lips. “I don’t suppose you care for some?” He offered a
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Seven: The investigation

Graeme’s POVThe steady ticking of the clock grated on my nerves. It was the only sound in my office, save for the occasional rustle of paper when I pretended to read the reports in front of me. My focus was shot, my thoughts dominated by Delia. The image of her standing in front of me—hurt, confused, and yet impossibly fierce—refused to leave my mind. Rejecting her had felt like driving a blade into my own chest, and every passing second since had twisted it deeper. A sharp knock on the door pulled me from my spiraling thoughts.“Come in,” I called, clearing my throat and straightening in my chair. Duke stepped inside, his massive frame filling the doorway. He looked grim, his expression tighter than usual, and I knew whatever he had to say wasn’t good.“Alpha,” he said, shutting the door behind him. He held a folder in his hands, which he placed carefully on my desk before taking a seat across from me.“Any luck with the scouting?” I asked, my voice low.He nodded. “We met with the
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Eight: Wolf Lessons

Delia’s POVThe early morning sunlight streamed through the window, the golden beams too bright for how heavy I felt inside. Sleep had come in fits and starts, offering no reprieve from the memories that haunted me. When I did manage to drift off into nothingness, the nightmares came with a vengeance, the snarling of a wolf waking me up with a terrifying jolt. As if that wasn’t enough, Graeme’s voice lingered in my mind, cold and firm in its rejection, as if he’d carved my fate with a single word. I felt hollow, like some essential piece of me had been ripped away, and the wound wouldn’t close— and it wasn’t just for the life I had lost. A soft knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. I sighed, knowing it would be Annalise, coming to drag me for yet another round of early morning training. We’d been going at it for a week now, with her filling me in on some Lycan culture and the various hierarchies that existed in the pack. I was still clueless about most wolf dynamics, but she
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Nine: The Lore of the Mate

Delia’s POVWe ended up going to a set of cabins instead. Even though I wanted nothing more than to collapse in the privacy of my own room back in the manor, I couldn’t fight her enough to resist. I noticed it was her cabin immediately we entered. It was warm and cheery, much like her and for some reason, it gave me a bit of comfort. Not enough to overcome the overwhelming shame I felt for lashing out like that. I collapsed onto the couch, my head in my hands.“I’m sorry,” I muttered. “I just—”“You don’t have to apologize,” she said, sitting beside me. “This isn’t easy, I know. It’s my own fault for pushing you when you weren’t ready to be honest.” She said with a wry twist of her lips. I shook my head. “No. If I’m being honest, I haven’t been trying all that well. I’ve been fighting this every step of the way. Some part of me feels like if I try hard enough, I can suppress it and just… you know… go back to normal.” I finished awkwardly, my sadness spilling forth. “Delia… you are n
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Ten: A thirst for war

Graeme’s POVI was at the boardroom for a meeting with my council of elders. From the displeased looks on everyone's faces, it was going rather poorly. Despite the whir of the air conditioners tucked into strategic areas of the room, it was stifling, a palpable tension at large.A large rectangular table dominated most of the room with my pack elders seated around. They were eight in total, seasoned wolves with deep roots to prominent Lycan families and a long history of service to the pack. Usually, I had complete and unwavering support from most of them, just as my father had. Today however, none of them seemed particularly… supportive.I greeted them as I took my seat, trying not to let their stiff nods and reluctant answers get to me. As much as I valued their wisdom and contributions to the pack, I was the authority here. They would do well to remember that— as would I. Elder Marlow, always the first to speak, leaned forward, his gnarled hands clasped on the table. “Alpha. Nic
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