All Chapters of Whispering Shadows: The Lost Bond: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

By the time we arrived home, it was already late, and I had fallen asleep, nestled against Xavier's shoulder in the back of the car. He smiled gently, stroking my hair as his wolf rumbled contentedly at the touch.Usually standoffish and distant with females, Xavier had grown fond of me. Maine's character intrigued him; he'd never encountered a wolf like her before. Accustomed to women eager to appease him, Maine's dominant and confident demeanor was refreshing. Though he once longed for his fated mate, he had come to accept that such matters were beyond their control and that sacrifices were sometimes necessary for the good of the pack.If Xavier were to choose a mate, he believed that if they ever found their true fated mate, she would understand the necessity of his actions. Defending against an unseen curse with unknown origins is a battle in itself.Xavier gently lifted me across his body, cradling me tenderly against his chest as he exited the car. Alvin, his Beta, joined us, an

Xavier insisted on driving me to work, and as I watched his focused profile while he maneuvered through traffic, my heart fluttered just a bit. I still hadn't found the perfect moment to discuss Leah's offer with him, and considering the situation, addressing it sooner rather than later seemed wise. We couldn't keep wearing high-collared clothes forever; people would eventually start to ask questions."Xavier... I think I might have found a solution regarding the mark," I began hesitantly."Oh? You've made more progress than Alvin and I then. Everywhere we looked, we hit dead ends." He frowned thoughtfully. "I suppose there's no real logic in faking a mark, is there?" He grimaced, more to himself than to me.Despite my nerves, a chuckle escaped me. "Well, truth be told, you might not be thrilled with the option.""Who's 'we'?" Xavier cut in quickly, his gaze sharpening. "This cannot be known beyond us, Anastasia. If anyone finds out...""Relax, Xavier. I only spoke with Leah. She's a

As I explained my concerns to Xavier, I noticed his frown deepen with each word. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully, clearly processing everything I was telling him. "Anastasia, is there anything—absolutely anything—you remember from when you transformed at the banquet?" he asked earnestly, just as his phone began to ring in his pocket.While Xavier took the call, I strained my mind to recall any details from that night. Frustratingly, it seemed as though every memory slipped away just as I attempted to grasp it, always remaining just out of reach.Then, like a bolt of lightning, it hit me.I slapped the table with my hands and stood up abruptly, my sudden movement catching Xavier off guard. He quickly ended his call to focus on me as I snorted in disbelief at the fragment of memory I finally retrieved."Oh my goddess, Xavier! It was them—Nerissa and Eve! They forced my change!" I exclaimed indignantly, my voice filled with conviction."Are you sure?" Xavier asked, his voice tinged with

The room seemed to shrink under the weight of tension as the last bit of color disappeared from Thompson's face. Xavier's anger was a palpable force, and as he spun on his heel to leave, I watched him struggle internally. He was faced with two excruciating choices: either expose himself as a liar and risk losing the Bloody Crescent Pack, which he had painstakingly built, or accept the perilous assistance of a halfmon and a hybrid to maintain the facade. Neither choice was appealing, yet he was pinned between a rock and a hard place. Sometimes, sacrifices had to be made for the greater good of the pack.Xavier burst into our room, the door slamming furiously against the wall as he muttered angrily under his breath. Alvin instinctively positioned himself in front of me, a protective shield against the storm of emotions emanating from Xavier. Alvin had witnessed this intense fury once before and remembered the chaos that had ensued. His primary instinct was to prevent further casualties.

"Another one?" Leah snorted, amused. "Okay, what is it? No promises, but I'll try.""I have certain... gaps in my knowledge about halfmons and witches. Anastasia pointed it out. Is that something you'd be willing to share your insight on at some point? Or perhaps your father might discuss it later? I don't fully understand what I'm stepping into. But I trust Anastasia, and she trusts you."Leah paused before she replied, her tone a bit softer. "I appreciate the trust, Wolf-boy. Let me think about it, alright? I grew up in an orphanage and I'm not sure how much help I'd be. I just share the blood; I haven't manifested any abilities yet.""Your life experience is enough, Leah. I want to understand everyone and how their lives can be improved within our society and outside it. It would be beneficial for future generations. But please, take your time to consider it.""Well... alright then," Leah responded, sounding flustered.It was rare for Leah to be spoken to as an equal, and I knew sh