Bound in Silver Flames
Eira Thornwind has spent four years hiding the most dangerous secret in the shifter world—her wolf, Veyla, awakened at fourteen, two years earlier than any shifter in recorded history. Ancient, powerful, and carrying memories that don’t belong to this age, Veyla marks Eira as a prize any alpha would wage war to claim. Only her parents and a pair of trusted elders know the truth, and they intend to keep it that way.
Now, with Eira’s eighteenth birthday approaching—the age when shifters can finally sense their fated mate—the annual Summit of the High Packs arrives on Crescent Fang land. Politics, competition, and centuries-old grudges simmer beneath the surface.
Among the visiting delegations is Kalen Draven, the newly risen Alpha of the Ironshade Pack. Ruthless. Respected. Scarred by a past that forged him into a weapon. He expects manipulation, strategy, and power plays. He does not expect the Alpha’s daughter to strike him like a bolt of silver fire.
Eira wants nothing to do with him. She doesn’t trust the cold Alpha with predator’s eyes, and she certainly doesn’t trust the way her ancient wolf stirs whenever he enters a room. Their packs are enemies. Their futures are already tangled with responsibility.
But fate has its own design.
Something old stirs beneath their feet.
And a bond forged in silver flames may be the only thing that can save—or destroy—the shifter world.
A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers shifter romance filled with prophecy, danger, forbidden power, and a connection neither of them is ready for.
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Chapter: Chapter 18 – Rowan’s POVThe training grounds were nearly empty by the time Rowan finished with the post-summit patrol rotations. Warriors filtered out in small clusters, murmuring about the council decisions, the alliances forming, the ones cracking. None of them mentioned what Rowan had been watching all day—what he wished he could unsee. He leaned his forearms on the railing overlooking the lower clearing, letting the winter air bite through the sweat still drying on his skin. The pines were thick, their branches arching together like ribs over the path Eira had disappeared down earlier. Kalen hadn’t followed—not physically, at least. But Rowan had felt his Alpha’s wolf stretch toward her like a tether was being pulled tight enough to hum. Rowan exhaled slowly. Moon above. He knew exactly what that meant. When Eira had walked away—chin lifted, eyes hard, steps controlled despite the chaos cracking under her skin—Kalen’s entire body had gone taut. His wolf surged so sharply that Rowan felt the flicker o
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Chapter: CHAPTER 17 — KALENEira’s footsteps were soft but sharp in his ears as she walked away—measured, controlled, refusing to look back even once. Kalen stood in the corridor long after she disappeared around the bend, jaw tense, breath tight, every instinct in him howling at the distance she put between them. His wolf lunged first. Go after her. Now. Don’t let her walk away from us again. Kalen locked his teeth, forcing a slow breath through them. We’re not doing this here. Not in the middle of the Summit halls. But the wolf didn’t care for politics. It only cared for her. Her scent still clung to the corridor—pine resin and wildflowers and something older, deeper, threaded with power unlike anything he’d encountered. It curled through him like smoke, tugging at instincts he’d spent years taming. He turned away sharply, palms pressing against the cool stone wall. He had faced blood feuds, assassins, and alpha challenges—but nothing rattled him the way Eira Thornwind did simply by existing. And tha
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Chapter: CHAPTER 16 — EIRAThe doors of the Summit chamber closed behind me with a heavy thud that echoed far too loudly in my chest. I didn’t breathe—not properly—until I was halfway down the corridor and well away from Kalen Draven’s eyes. Moon above. What was that? I leaned against the cool stone wall, pressing a trembling hand to my ribs as if I could hold the chaos inside still. My wolf, Veyla, paced beneath my skin, sharp and restless, brushing against my thoughts with a wild urgency I’d never felt from her before. He eased our wolf. Veyla’s voice was a whisper of heat. He looked at us and she quieted. “Stop,” I murmured under my breath. “Don’t read into this. Don’t start.” But my heart hammered traitorously, remembering the way Kalen had looked at me across that table—steady, direct, startlingly unafraid. Like he saw something in me no one else could see. Like he understood the storm in my chest before I did. I closed my eyes. The worst part was the truth Veyla was trying to shove at me: for a si
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Chapter: CHAPTER 15 — KALENEira was already seated when Kalen entered the council chamber. The long polished table dominated the room, ringed with alphas, betas, advisers, and bureaucrats who thought themselves important. But Kalen barely registered any of them—because Eira Thornwind sat directly across from him, her eyes fixed on the parchment in front of her, her expression perfectly neutral. Too neutral. Too controlled. A sign she was holding herself together by sheer force of will. His wolf lifted its head at the sight of her, ears pricked, muscles coiled. There. There she is. Kalen forced a low breath. Steady. Controlled. Measured. He took his seat opposite her, and for one second—one brief, electrifying second—her gaze flicked up and locked with his. Silver storm meeting wildfire. His chest tightened painfully, the wolf lunging forward inside him, claws scraping against bone. Go to her. Claim her. Now. Kalen stilled every muscle in his body. No. Not here. Not now. Not across a table filled w
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Chapter: CHAPTER 14 — EIRABy the time I stepped into the Summit chamber, the room was already thick with voices—sharp, clipped, territorial. The long oval table at the center was filled with alphas, betas, advisers, and wolves who all believed their opinions shaped the world. The air smelled of polished wood, old stone, and the distinct dominance scents of a dozen rival packs. My wolf stirred bitterly. Too many egos, Veyla muttered. Too many wolves who think they are strong. I tried to quiet her, but the restless pulse beneath my skin hadn’t faded since the forest. It buzzed under my ribs, curled around my spine, refusing to settle. Jasper gave me a small nod as I slid into my chair beside him, and I returned it, though my fingers felt stiff. I hadn’t slept much last night. I’d tossed and turned until dawn—thinking about the stifling hall, the eyes always watching me, the heat that had grown in my chest when Kalen entered the room, uninvited and unsettling. And then this morning… Seeing him at the trainin
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Chapter: CHAPTER 13 — KALENEira Thornwind. He saw her step away from the drills, shoulders tense, walking toward the edge of the forest with that controlled, deliberate gait that made her seem far older than she was. Every movement radiated strength, independence… and something dangerous. His wolf stiffened immediately, claws dragging against his ribs from inside. She’s leaving. Alone. Kalen pressed a hand to his side, trying to suppress the urge to bolt after her. The wolf snarled in frustration. She’s mine to watch. She’s ours to claim. No. He shook his head slightly. Not yet. He had spent years learning control. Years molding instinct into discipline. Rowan was beside him, catching his breath, and Kalen couldn’t risk showing the wolf’s agitation—not here, not now. The Summit was in two hours, eyes of dozens of alphas waiting to judge every move. Any lapse could be catastrophic. Still, the wolf pushed, insistent, pressing heat through his veins. Every instinct screamed to follow her, to track her into th
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