The Rise Of The Last White Wolf
Traci has spent years being treated like she's nothing. Beaten, overworked, despised by the very pack she calls home. Survival stopped being a goal a long time ago. It became the only thing.
The annual warrior tournament is coming. Packs across the kingdom are sharpening blades and sharpening rivalries, all chasing power, status, a name worth something. Tensions are already running high.
Zayden and Raiden took the throne at sixteen. Their parents died suddenly and the kingdom fell to two boys who had no business ruling yet. They figured it out. Now everyone fears them. But the elders and the kingdom alike keep pushing the same message: find your fated mate, produce an heir, do it before your enemies smell blood. The twin Alpha Kings are strong. That doesn't mean they're untouchable.
When Traci finds out there's a plan in motion to have her killed, she doesn't get a choice about the tournament anymore. She's being pushed into an arena by people who expect her to die in it. What they don't know is who she actually is.
Secrets have a way of coming out. Hidden enemies have a way of stepping into the light. The kingdom is about to find out the truth about a bloodline everyone assumed was gone.
The last White Wolf doesn't stay hidden forever.
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Chapter: The Queen Traci’s POV I stood just outside the entrance to the palace gardens, drawing one slow breath after another as I tried to calm the butterflies fluttering inside my stomach. Yesterday, I had stood in an arena surrounded by bloodshed. Today… I was about to be crowned queen. The contrast wasn’t lost on me. A soft chuckle escaped before I could stop it. Only my life could go from stopping an invading army one day to attending a coronation the next. “Ready?” Corbin’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. I looked over at him and smiled. “As ready as I’ll ever be.” He nodded his head before offering me his hand. Instead of taking his arm, I slipped my fingers into his. Somehow that felt more natural. More like us. Together, we stepped through the archway leading into the gardens. The sight before me stole my breath. Hundreds of chairs stretched across the perfectly manicured grounds, every seat already occupied by guests representing kingdoms, packs, covens, and allied territorie
Last Updated: 2026-07-06
Chapter: More Powers? Raiden’s POV The previous night had been exactly what the three of us needed. After everything we endured inside the arena, it felt good to close the doors to our suite and leave the rest of the world outside, even if it was only for a few hours. There were no warriors asking questions, no reports waiting on my desk, and no enemies trying to destroy everything we loved. There was only us. Peace had become a rare luxury, and I intended to appreciate every second of it whenever it found us. The first rays of morning sunlight slipped through the curtains, bathing the room in a warm glow. I looked down at the beautiful woman sleeping against my chest, and a smile found its way onto my face. She looked different when she slept. The worry disappeared from her expression. The weight of protecting everyone else faded away. She wasn’t the Last White Wolf. She wasn’t the future queen. She wasn’t the woman who stood before an army and made them kneel. She was simply Traci. My Vixen. Careful
Last Updated: 2026-07-05
Chapter: Relax Traci’s POV The elevator ride up to our suite felt like it lasted an eternity, a sensory deprivation chamber where the only thing I could process was the ache in my bones and the phantom sensation of someone's hands on my waist. Zayden stood next to me, his arm thrown casually over my shoulders, a silent but heavy presence that usually grounded me. But tonight, my grounding was gone. The chaos of the arena, it all bled together into a headache that throbbed behind my eyes. I just wanted to be anywhere else. Somewhere quiet. Somewhere with them. When the doors finally slid open with that soft, hydraulic sigh, the suite was bathed in a low, amber light that seemed to swallow the shadows. We stepped inside and the door clicked shut, sealing the world out. It wasn't just the luxury of the room that made it feel like home. It was the smell. The distinct, musky scent of Zayden and Raiden. It was primal, territorial, and undeniably safe. I kicked off my boots without ceremony, the leathe
Last Updated: 2026-07-04
Chapter: Unhinged Alpha Raiden’s POV We made our way through the palace corridors toward the main office, the exhaustion from the battle settling deeper into my bones with every step. The adrenaline that had carried us through the attack had finally begun to wear off, leaving behind aching muscles and a heaviness that no amount of determination could ignore. When we reached the office, Kael and Ryker were already waiting. Stacks of reports covered the large conference table. Maps had been spread across one end while casualty lists, damage assessments, and security updates occupied nearly every available inch of space. Neither of them looked particularly happy. I couldn’t blame them. No report coming from today’s attack was going to contain good news. Traci walked in beside Zayden and me before taking the chair between us. Even sitting down, I noticed she looked drained. Bringing Kael back had taken more out of her than she wanted anyone to realize, yet she still sat with her shoulders straight, refusin
Last Updated: 2026-07-04
Chapter: The Announcement Zayden’s POV Once Kael was stable enough to stand with assistance, the three of us made our way toward the stage. Traci walked between Raiden and me, her shoulders noticeably heavier than they had been an hour earlier. The glow surrounding us had faded into a soft shimmer beneath our skin, but our life-bond marks still pulsed with warmth, reminding me that whatever had awakened inside us wasn’t going away. The raised platform overlooked the entire arena. From up there, the destruction was impossible to ignore. Sections of seating had collapsed. Burn marks scarred the stone where magic collided with explosives. Weapons, broken shields, and torn banners littered the battlefield while warriors escorted prisoners away and healers continued moving from one injured person to the next. The moment Traci stepped onto the platform, every eye in the arena found her. I picked up the microphone from the podium and handed it to her. She accepted it with a grateful smile before taking a steady
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Chapter: Facing Many Unknown POV I leaned back in the oversized leather chair and watched the security monitor with quiet amusement. The room remained dim except for the glow pouring from the wall of screens. Every camera fed into the same control center, giving us a view of nearly every location worth watching. Right now, only one screen mattered. Maddox. A slow smile tugged at the corner of my mouth. “Very entertaining, don’t you think?” My brother folded his arms across his chest before letting out a laugh. “I’ll admit, I wasn’t expecting the laptop.” Neither was I. A chuckle escaped me. “I think that was my favorite part.” The image replayed in my mind as the expensive computer slammed into the wall before exploding into a pile of broken plastic and shattered glass. “He really committed to that tantrum.” My brother laughed harder. “I almost feel sorry for whoever has to clean that mess up.” “Almost.” The amusement lingered as I looked down. Darci rested comfortably against my chest with a blan
Last Updated: 2026-07-02
The Reign Of The Last White Wolf
She earned the crown.
Now she must prove she deserves it.
Only one week has passed since Traci was crowned Queen and revealed to the world as the Last White Wolf. The kingdoms finally have hope, old alliances are beginning to heal, and peace seems closer than ever.
It is only an illusion.
While the kingdom celebrates its new queen, Maddox and Ralph have vanished into the shadows, quietly rebuilding their forces and preparing a far more dangerous plan. They have learned a painful lesson, attacking Traci head-on is impossible. This time, they will strike at the people she loves, forcing her to make impossible choices that no ruler should ever face.
As Traci struggles to balance the weight of the crown with the responsibilities of protecting an entire kingdom, she discovers that ruling is far more difficult than winning any battle. Every decision affects thousands of lives. Every victory creates new enemies. Every sacrifice leaves another scar.
Standing beside her are Alpha Kings Raiden and Zayden, bound to her by an unbreakable life bond that continues to grow stronger with each passing day. Together, they must face political unrest, hidden betrayals, and a war that threatens not only their kingdom, but the future of every supernatural bloodline.
Because becoming the Last White Wolf was only the beginning.
Now the world will discover the true power of her reign.
Filled with unforgettable romance, breathtaking battles, political intrigue, powerful Alpha Kings, ancient magic, and shocking twists, The Reign of the Last White Wolf is an epic paranormal fantasy where a queen’s greatest challenge isn’t claiming the throne… it’s keeping it.
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Chapter: Taking More Maddox’s POV The compound had finally grown quiet. Most people mistook silence for peace. I never had. Silence was where plans were made. Silence was where kingdoms fell. I walked through the concrete hall with my hands clasped behind my back, the overhead lights casting long shadows across the floor. Guards nodded as I passed, but I barely acknowledged them. They knew better than to interrupt me when I was thinking. Jordan’s face flashed through my mind. I stopped for only a second. The pain was still there. It always would be. Ralph had taken something from me that could never be replaced. Now… It was my turn. I continued down the hallway until I reached the last reinforced steel door. One of the guards stepped forward. “Sir.” He unlocked the door. The heavy metal groaned as it swung open. Mary sat on the edge of a narrow cot, staring at the floor. She didn’t even look up when I entered. Good. She’d finally stopped wasting her energy glaring at me. I stepped inside, and the g
Last Updated: 2026-08-18
Chapter: My Babies… Wyatt’s POV The cave was quiet. Just the way I liked it. Water dripped somewhere deep inside the tunnels, the sound echoing off the stone walls. The air was cool, damp, and smelled of a swamp. Sort of anyway. Most people would walk in here and turn right back around. They wouldn’t understand. They never did. I smiled as I picked up the metal bucket sitting beside the entrance to one of the chambers. “My beautiful babies,” I said softly. Several spiders crawled across the stone walls, their long legs moving with surprising grace. One climbed down a strand of silk toward me, stopping inches from my face. “There you are.” I held my hand out. The spider crawled onto my fingers without hesitation. “There you go.” I gently rubbed one finger across its back. “I knew you’d come say hello.” Most people would’ve screamed. Most people would’ve crushed it beneath their boot. Savages. That’s what they are. I carried the little one farther into the cave before letting it climb back onto the
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Chapter: Awake Traci’s POV The room had never felt this heavy. Nobody was talking about plans anymore. Nobody was trying to figure out another way to save Sarah. We’d exhausted every option we had. Zayden and the others had searched until there was nothing left to search. Raiden had pushed his men until they physically couldn’t go any farther. And they had still come home empty-handed. Sarah lay exactly where she’d been for days, looking as peaceful as if she were simply taking a nap. I wished that were true. I sat beside her bed, gently holding her hand between both of mine. It was still warm. That somehow made this even harder. Around the room, everyone had settled into their own quiet corner. Raiden sat in a chair with his elbows resting on his knees. His head hung low, his hands clasped together as he stared at the floor. The fight had finally left him. Zayden leaned against the wall with his arms folded across his chest. His eyes never left Sarah, but I knew his mind was still searching f
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Chapter: Enough… Raiden’s POV “No!” The word ripped out of my throat before I could stop it. I lunged toward the edge of the marsh, my boots sinking into the soaked ground as I watched the last surviving egg sac disappear beneath the black water. Tiny ripples spread across the surface before the swamp swallowed every trace of it. “No!” I shouted again. “Get in there!” The warrior who had slipped didn’t hesitate. Ignoring the mud coating his clothes, he splashed straight into the marsh where the egg sac had fallen. Another warrior joined him without waiting for an order. Both of them dropped to their knees and shoved their arms beneath the murky water, feeling through thick mud, rotted branches, and tangled roots. “Find it!” I barked. “It’s got to be there!” Every muscle in my body was tight. I couldn’t stand there and do nothing. I stepped into the marsh beside them, ignoring the cold water soaking through my boots. The mud clung to my feet, making every step feel heavier than the last. “I had
Last Updated: 2026-08-16
Chapter: No… Zayden’s POV The private jet touched down just as the first light of morning broke across the horizon. The landing gear bounced once before settling against the uneven field Kael had spotted on the satellite images. By the time the engines shut down, every second that had passed since Sarah was bitten weighed heavier on my shoulders. Forty-eight hours. That number refused to leave my mind. The cabin door opened, and the damp morning air rolled inside. I stepped out first, my boots sinking slightly into the soft ground. The field stretched out in every direction, bordered by towering trees draped with hanging moss. Beyond them, a blanket of fog rested over the wetlands, so thick it swallowed everything more than a few yards inside. Nothing about this place felt welcoming. It was quiet. The air smelled of stagnant water, and decaying vegetation. Even the breeze seemed reluctant to move through the trees. The fog drifted lazily across the surface of the marsh, twisting around broken
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Chapter: 48 Hours? Zayden’s POV The words Frederick said kept replaying in my mind. A supernatural anchor. Trapped between consciousness and sleep. It wasn't just poison, it was a cage. And Sarah was inside it. I looked over at Kael, who was sitting in front of his laptop, his face illuminated by the screen. The room was quiet, everyone lost in their own head, but we couldn't afford to be paralyzed. “Kael,” I said, my voice cutting through the silence. “Get on your laptop. We need to find everything we know about that spider. What can you pull up? Where can we find it? The lab tech said they originate from one specific region.” Kael didn’t hesitate. His fingers started flying across the keyboard, the rhythmic tapping the only sound in the room as he dove into the supernatural archives. The rest of us stood frozen, our eyes on him. This was our only way forward. Traci sat by Sarah's bed, her hand a constant, comforting presence on her arm. Raiden was a statue of coiled tension, his eyes fixe
Last Updated: 2026-08-15
Ghost In The Pack
Ghost in the Pack follows Elena, a resilient young woman whose quiet life is shattered after she unknowingly captures the attention of one of the most feared Lycan Kings. Draven has spent years believing his fated mate would never come, until one unforgettable scent changes everything. Elena, however, is human…or so everyone believes.
As enemies close in, Elena becomes the target of ruthless attacks, deadly conspiracies, and secrets buried for generations. A jealous rival, corrupt pack leaders, and dangerous enemies will stop at nothing to keep the two apart, while Draven will burn the world down to protect the woman destined to stand beside him.
Haunted by strange instincts, impossible visions, and terrifying discoveries about herself, Elena soon realizes she is far from ordinary. Every answer she uncovers only leads to darker mysteries, forcing her to question everything she thought she knew about her past. As ancient powers begin to awaken, the line between human and supernatural starts to blur, revealing a destiny that could change the balance of every pack.
With betrayal lurking around every corner, loyalties tested, and danger stalking their every move, Draven and Elena must fight not only for each other, but for the future of an entire kingdom. Because sometimes the greatest threat isn’t the monster hiding in the shadows…it’s the one no one ever knew existed.
Some ghosts are meant to stay buried. Others are born to rule.
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Chapter: Banished Elena’s POV The convoy rolled to a stop in front of the packhouse, and for a few seconds I simply sat there with my hand resting on the door handle. The drive had given me too much time to think. Every mile had carried me farther away from the life I’d always known, and now there wasn’t another destination waiting beyond this one. Whether I was ready or not, this was where my path had brought me. Before I could convince myself to stay in the SUV another second, my door opened. Draven stood there waiting for me. He didn’t rush me. He didn’t tell me it was time to get out. He simply offered me his hand with that quiet confidence that somehow made impossible things feel manageable. “You don’t have to do this alone,” he said. I slipped my hand into his. “I know.” The words came out softer than I intended, but they were true. The moment my feet touched the ground, I looked up at the building in front of me. It wasn’t simply large. It carried history. Generations had lived here befo
Last Updated: 2026-08-18
Chapter: The Trip Elena’s POV The journal never left my hands. Even after everyone scattered to gather what little they needed, I still clutched it against my chest like it somehow held the answers to questions none of us knew how to ask. ‘The path has finally opened.’ Those words replayed over and over inside my head. The path to what? Was this the path it was talking about? A few minutes later, I stepped out of the building with my backpack slung over one shoulder and my laptop tucked securely beneath my arm. The journal rested inside the backpack now, zipped away where I knew exactly where it was. It was strange. A few days ago, I would’ve protected my laptop above everything else. Now… I wasn’t sure which one frightened me more. The black SUVs waited outside with their engines already running. The men were loading the last few bags while Darren leaned against the driver’s door, talking animatedly to Byron about something that made Byron rub his temples. “I’m just saying,” Darren argued, throwin
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Chapter: To The Pack Elena’s POV Draven’s fingers remained wrapped around mine beneath the table until I finally slipped my hand free. The journal lay open in front of us. No one reached for it. No one spoke. The final words stared back at every one of us. ‘The path has finally opened.’ I couldn’t tear my eyes away from them. It felt wrong to close the journal, almost as if doing so would somehow change what we’d just witnessed. I’d watched fresh ink appear one letter at a time without anyone touching the page. It shouldn’t have been possible. Yet it had happened. The room, so loud only minutes ago, had fallen completely silent. Even Darren had nothing to say. That alone was unsettling. I glanced around the table. Byron sat with his brow furrowed in thought. Nico hadn’t taken his eyes off the journal since the writing stopped. Alan looked completely lost, while Lyra seemed caught somewhere between curiosity and concern. Beside me, Draven hadn’t moved. His thumb lazily brushed across the back of my
Last Updated: 2026-08-17
Chapter: I Found You… Unknown POV The timer on my microwave hit zero with a cheerful beep. I grabbed the plate before the sound had a chance to repeat, tossed a pizza roll into my mouth, and immediately regretted it. “Hot.” I talked around the mouthful anyway, waving my free hand in front of my face while I crossed the room. Five monitors stretched across the wall in front of my desk, each one displaying something different. One tracked network traffic. Another mapped connection routes. A third listed packet timestamps that most people wouldn’t know how to read if their life depended on it. The other two… Those were where the fun happened. I dropped into my chair, set the plate beside the keyboard, and cracked my knuckles. “All right, Ghost.” My fingers danced across the keys. “Where are you?” A dozen command windows sprang to life. Lines of code streamed down the screens faster than most people could read them. Numbers, IP addresses, encrypted tunnels, relay nodes… Beautiful. Most people looked at t
Last Updated: 2026-08-16
Chapter: It’s Beginning Draven’s POV Breakfast should have pulled us back into something that resembled normal. Instead, it felt like we were all pretending the last twelve hours hadn’t changed everything. Elena sat beside me, quietly working on a piece of pancake while Darren and Byron argued over whether grape jelly belonged on pancakes. Under any other circumstance, I would’ve told them both to shut up. Today, I barely heard them. My eyes kept drifting to the mark on Elena’s neck. The crown. She was now wearing my mark. Exactly what it should be. Then my thoughts shifted to the unfamiliar weight at the side of my own neck. The wings. They shouldn’t exist. Ash had been unusually quiet since we’d come downstairs. I knew he was thinking. All of a sudden he lifted his head. “You’re going to get it, aren’t you?” he finally asked. I reached for my coffee without taking a drink. “I already know what you’re talking about. And you already know as well as I do. There’s something in that journal.” My thumb tap
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Chapter: A Pattern Draven’s POV I looked at her for a minute and really thought about what she asked. And I didn't have an answer. Not a real one. Technically, she was right. She should wear my mark. The crown on her neck was my symbol of possession. I looked in the mirror again at the mark on my neck, at the delicate, impossible filigree of the wings. I turned back to Elena, placing my hand on her cheek. Her skin was warm, soft. "Love," I started, my voice low, "I'm really not sure what's going on. But if I had to guess…" "The council," she interrupted, her voice tight with a sudden panic. "What are they going to say?" She blurted it out, her eyes wide as she stared at the wings on my neck. "I mean, Draven," she rolled her eyes, a gesture of pure frustration, "you have wings on your neck." I couldn't help it. I smiled and nodded my head. Really, that was all I could think to do. I didn't have an answer. Not yet anyway. The situation was too far beyond anything I'd ever known, anything I'd ever bee
Last Updated: 2026-08-15
Eclipse Academy
Angela has spent her entire life believing she’s human. Raised in an orphanage with no memory of her parents, she earns a rare academic scholarship to Eclipse Academy, a prestigious school where the world’s most powerful supernatural races learn to control their gifts. Surrounded by dragons, wolves, vampires, witches, fairies, and fae, she is convinced she’s the only ordinary student on campus. But when a mysterious curse begins to awaken, bringing with it unbearable pain and impossible abilities, Angela discovers her entire life has been built on a lie. Hunted for a bloodline she never knew she possessed and forced into the path of Xavier Blackwood, the arrogant Dragon Prince she can’t stand, she must uncover the truth her parents died protecting before an ancient enemy finds her first. Some bloodlines were meant to disappear. Hers refused to die.
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Chapter: Questions… No Answers Xavier’s POV “Is she… our mate?” The question lingered between us. I looked across the table at Darius. Yesterday, he would’ve laughed after asking something like that. He would’ve leaned back in his chair with that cocky grin of his, waiting for someone to react so he could make another smart remark. Today… There wasn’t any trace of that grin. His shoulders were tense, and every few seconds his fingers drifted back to the side of his neck. He rubbed at the crest again before catching himself and lowering his hand. It was almost like he didn’t even realize he was doing it anymore. Blaze shifted uneasily. “He knows something is wrong.” I glanced toward Angela beside me. She hadn’t touched her breakfast in several minutes. Her fork rested against the edge of her plate while she watched Darius with quiet concern. Every time his hand found the crest again, her eyes followed it. She looked guilty. I hated that. None of this was her fault. I drew in a slow breath before finally answe
Last Updated: 2026-08-17
Chapter: Our Mate? Xavier’s POV The bell finally rang. The sharp sound echoed through the classroom, snapping everyone out of Mr. Wilson’s lecture about the Goblin Accords. Chairs scraped across the floor as students hurried to gather their books, eager to escape to their next class. I didn’t move right away. My eyes stayed fixed on the back of Darius’s neck. The mark was still there. It hadn’t disappeared. The delicate Fae wings were unmistakable. Three savage claw marks tore through the center of them, as though a Lycan had claimed the magic itself. Blaze paced restlessly inside my mind. “Another one.” I tightened my grip around Angela’s hand beneath the desk. She squeezed my fingers in return. The small gesture grounded me enough to finally stand. Mr. Wilson had already disappeared into his office, leaving the classroom to empty around us. Good. I wasn’t ready to face him. Not yet. I slipped my bag over my shoulder before looking down at Angela. “Come on.” She searched my face for a moment be
Last Updated: 2026-08-16
Chapter: After Class Angela’s POV "Are you going to stare at the back of his head all day, or are you actually going to listen to Mr. Wilson talk about the Goblin Accords?” I whispered the words, a teasing smile playing on my lips as I squeezed Xavier's hand. He'd been quiet since Darius sat down, his attention locked on him, who was slouched in the seat in front of him, looking like he'd wrestled a grizzly and lost. I expected a witty comeback, or at least a smirk. Instead, Xavier didn't even seem to hear me. His jaw was a hard line, his eyes burning with an intensity that made my smile falter. "Xavier?" I tried again, my voice softer this time. "What's wrong?" He finally blinked his eyes rapidly, his gaze slowly shifting from Darius to me. The fury in his eyes was so raw it took my breath away. He didn't answer. He just stared at me, and then his eyes flicked back to Darius. I guess that’s was a silent command for me to look. My own eyes followed his, a knot of unease tightening in my stomach.
Last Updated: 2026-08-15
Chapter: Another One? Xavier’s POV We already took our seats. The first class was already about to start. I had Angela’s hand in mine, her fingers laced through my own, and that was all that mattered. It was a small, simple connection, but it felt more than that. I’d spent half the night staring at my ceiling, replaying every moment, every touch, every word. The weight of the journal, the mention of a choice, the damning cost of a cure. It all pressed down on me, but here, with her hand in mine, I could breathe. I glanced at her. She was staring at the front of the room, but her attention wasn’t really there. Her expression was thoughtful, a little distant, and I knew she was wrestling with the same things I was. The weight on her was heavier. It always was. Silas sat on her other side, a silent, brooding presence. He hadn’t said much since we left the dance, but his gaze kept flickering toward Darius’s empty seat. We all felt it. The balance was shifting, and none of us knew what it meant. Steph
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Chapter: A Rash? Angela’s POV Darius’s voice echoed in the sudden stillness, the words hanging in the air like dust motes caught in a beam of light. “Fairy wings… on her neck?” Every head in our vicinity turned. Lia, Betty, and Lira looked utterly stunned, their mouths slightly agape as they stared at me. But it wasn’t them I was worried about. It was the two figures frozen across the gymnasium. Xavier and Silas. They were both standing perfectly still, their expressions a mixture of shock and dawning horror. They knew. They knew what Darius had just said, and they knew what it meant. I had told them. The secret was supposed to stay with us. My hand flew to the side of my neck, instinctively covering the mark. It felt like it was burning, a phantom heat spreading across my skin. My chest tightened until I could barely breathe. Lia was the first to recover, her shock hardening back into her usual sneer. “What are you talking about? There’s nothing on her neck.” Darius looked from her to me, his
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Chapter: Are You Blind? Darius’s POV I was having the time of my life. When I’d agreed to come to the dance with Steph, I’d expected music, food, and a bunch of students trying way too hard to look impressive. I hadn’t expected a dance train. Then again… Steph wasn’t exactly predictable. She laughed as she led the line around the gymnasium, her hair bouncing behind her while she threw another exaggerated kick into the air. Half the students copied her immediately. The other half laughed so hard they nearly stumbled over their own feet trying to keep up. I shook my head. Only a fairy could convince half the academy that marching around in a giant line was somehow dancing. “This is insane, Fairy.” I laughed out. She looked over her shoulder, beaming. “Isn’t it great?” She laughed louder, apparently taking my answer as the highest compliment imaginable. The line snaked around another table before curving back toward the dance floor. That’s when I saw her. Angela. She was standing in Xavier’s arms, smili
Last Updated: 2026-08-14
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