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Why did I let him kiss me again?

Elowen’s POVI walked away from Ranon, feeling his glare burn into my back. But I didn’t stop. Didn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing he’d gotten under my skin.I had more important things to worry about.Like the storm raging inside me.Theron.That kiss.The way my body had betrayed me, melting into his touch when I should have shoved him away immediately.I gritted my teeth, pushing through the academy doors and making my way toward the dorms. I needed to be alone. I needed space to think, to breathe.But, of course, fate had other plans.Because the moment I stepped inside, I came face-to-face with the last person I wanted to see.Theron.He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed over his chest, as if he’d been waiting for me. His dark eyes locked onto mine the second I entered, and something in his gaze sent my pulse skittering.I forced myself to keep my expression blank. “Are you following me now?”He pushed off the wall, taking a slow step toward me. “You walked away
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I wanted to drown in him.

Elowen’s POV I didn’t stop him. I should have. I should have shoved him away, reminded him of who he was—who I was. But I didn’t. Instead, I let him kiss me. His lips were warm, coaxing, drawing me in like a tide I couldn't fight. His hands slid up my arms, one settling at my waist, the other tangling in my hair, pulling me closer—closer than I should have let him. A shiver ran down my spine, but it wasn’t from fear. It was from the way he kissed me, slow yet consuming, as if he was memorizing the shape of my lips, the taste of my skin. And I let him. I let him. I melted into him before I could think, before I could remind myself why this was wrong, why I should pull away. Because right now, none of that mattered. Right now, there was only the way his fingers gripped my waist, the way his breath mixed with mine, the way his heartbeat pounded against my chest like a silent confession. I want you. I could feel it in every touch, every desperate press of his l
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Is this really happening?

Elowen's POV The kiss deepened, igniting a fire that coursed through my veins. Theron’s hands roamed my back, pulling me against him, and I could feel the strength in his muscles as he held me close. The world beyond us was a distant echo, fading into nothingness as we lost ourselves in each other.“Is this really happening?” I murmured against his lips, the words barely escaping as I surrendered to the moment.“Yes,” he breathed, his voice thick with urgency. “And it’s everything I’ve wanted.” I shivered at the intensity in his gaze, the way it bore into me like he was seeing straight through to my soul. “But what if we get caught?” My heart raced, torn between exhilaration and fear. “Let them catch us,” he said, his eyes lighting up with mischief. “Let them see that we’re not afraid anymore.” His confidence was intoxicating, and I felt myself leaning into it, a part of me craving the defiance. “You’re reckless,” I replied, my voice playful despite the weight of my uncertainty.
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Not when my revenge wasn’t finished.

Elowen’s POVThe morning light streamed through the curtains, casting a soft golden glow over the room. I stirred slightly, my body aching in places that hadn’t ached before. A slow warmth spread through me as last night’s memories flooded back—the way his hands had traced every inch of me, the way his lips had whispered promises against my skin, the way he had looked at me like I was his.I blinked, my lashes fluttering as I turned my head.And there he was.Theron.His face was relaxed in sleep, the usual hardness gone. His dark hair was tousled, falling slightly over his forehead, his breathing steady and deep. I had never seen him like this—unguarded, peaceful, beautiful.My chest tightened.What had I done?I had given in.I had let him in.My fingers twitched as I fought the urge to reach out, to trace the sharp angles of his jaw, to feel the warmth of his skin against mine.Instead, I slowly sat up, pulling the sheets around me. The movement made him stir, and for a brief mome
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You really think that’s all last night was to me?

Theron’s POV She left. I sat there, fists clenched, watching the door she had just walked out of. My wolf snarled inside me, furious, restless. Go after her. Stop her. Make her stay. But I didn’t move. Because I knew Elowen. I knew chasing her wouldn’t change anything. She was scared. Not of me. Not of what we had done. She was scared because last night hadn’t been a mistake. And she felt it, just like I did. I exhaled sharply, dragging a hand through my hair. My body still ached from the night before, the memory of her touch burned into my skin, into my bones. She had let me in. For the first time, she had let go of her hatred, her walls, everything. And now she was trying to pretend it didn’t mean anything. I cursed under my breath, standing up. I couldn’t just sit here. Not when I knew where she was going. Not when I knew why she was running. I dressed quickly, throwing on a shirt and pulling on my boots. My mind was already racing, trying to p
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Then don’t make me regret trusting you.

Elowen’s POV The air was thick with the stench of blood and death. My breaths came in sharp, ragged pulls, my wolf still itching to tear something apart. I stood amidst the fallen rogues, their bodies twisted and lifeless, proof of my power—proof that I was not the weak, pathetic omega they once thought I was. Theron shifted back into his human form, his dark gaze scanning the battlefield before landing on me. He took a cautious step forward. “Elowen…” His voice was low, edged with something unreadable. I ignored him. My mind was already elsewhere—on him. His father. The man who had stolen my childhood, who had made my mother live in fear, who had nearly wiped out my pack. My fury curled around me like a second skin, suffocating, consuming. He sent them. He wanted me dead. A growl rumbled in my throat, deep and dangerous. My wolf wasn’t satisfied. She wanted more. More blood. More revenge. More destruction. “Elowen, look at me.” Theron was in front of me now, his hand
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He’s trying to erase me before I can claim what’s mine.

Elowen’s POV The weight of Theron’s words lingered between us, heavy and unshakable. "You won’t." I wanted to believe him. I did believe him. But belief wasn’t enough. Not when we were up against his father—a man who had slaughtered my pack, driven my mother into hiding, and sent rogues after me like I was nothing more than a problem to be erased. Belief wouldn’t stop what was coming. War would. Theron took another step toward me, his presence solid, unwavering. “Elowen—” I turned sharply, my back to him. “We need to move.” A pause. Then, “Where?” I glanced over my shoulder, meeting his eyes. “To prepare.” Because if his father wanted a fight— I was going to give him one. We moved through the trees in silence, our footsteps barely making a sound against the damp forest floor. The academy was close, but I wasn’t going back. Not yet. I needed answers. I needed a plan. And there was only one place I could get both. “The old ruins,” I said, more to myself than to Theron.
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Then let’s go end a kingdom.

Elowen’s POV The weight of destiny settled over me, heavier than it had ever been before. This war wasn’t just about revenge—it was about balance. About justice. Theron watched me closely, his eyes dark with unspoken thoughts. He had chosen my side, but the real test hadn’t come yet. Could he fight against the man who raised him? Could he truly let go of the blood ties that bound him? “We need a plan,” he said. I nodded, glancing back at the sigils carved into the walls. The magic humming beneath my skin had already shown me how this would end. Now, I just needed to make sure it happened on my terms. “I need to sever his power at the source,” I said. “The magic that ties his pack to him—it runs through the land, through rituals older than any of us. If I can break it, his kingdom will fall from within.” Theron ran a hand through his hair, his jaw tightening. “And how do we do that?” I turned back to the symbols etched into the stone walls, my fingers tracing the ancient carvi
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The people need to see their queen.

Elowen’s POVThe air in the chamber was thick with the scent of burning magic, of something ancient unraveling. The altar groaned under the weight of my spell, cracks spreading like veins across its stone surface.Adrian was on his knees, his golden eyes wide with fury and something I never thought I’d see—fear.His power was slipping away.The pack bonds had shattered.Every wolf connected to him—his enforcers, his warriors—was severed. Their loyalty was no longer bound by magic. His control over them was gone.And he knew it.“You think this is over?” Adrian’s voice was hoarse, but still laced with venom. His gaze flicked to Theron, Alaric, and Ranon, his lips curling into a sneer. “You think breaking an altar makes you free?”Theron stepped closer, his fists clenched. Blood dripped from a cut on his brow, his chest heaving with adrenaline. “No,” he said coldly. “But it makes you weak.”Adrian let out a low chuckle, shaking his head. “You don’t understand the forces you’ve unleashed
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Love can be a weapon just as much as it can be a salvation..

Elowen’s POV The night was silent, except for the distant crackling of fire where the remnants of Adrian’s kingdom still smoldered. The air was thick with the scent of burnt magic, but I no longer felt its oppressive weight pressing down on my chest. It was over. He was gone. And now, there was only one person I needed to see. I made my way through the quiet forest, my heart pounding in my chest. The moonlight guided me, silver and soft against the trees. The path was familiar, one I had memorized as a child when my mother and I lived in hiding, when I had been too weak to fight back. But I wasn’t weak anymore. I pushed open the door to the small cabin, my breath catching when I saw her. My mother sat near the fireplace, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders, her emerald-green eyes meeting mine the second I stepped inside. She looked tired but at peace, as if she had been waiting for me. “Elowen,” she whispered. I swallowed hard. “It’s done.” Her eyes se
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