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 41 — KALENKalen waited until Rowan dismissed the last of the warriors before he stepped deeper into the tree line, letting the quiet settle around him. The folded note felt heavier than its weight should allow — a slip of paper pressed into his hand by Lyra, Crescent Fang’s messenger, after Rowan intercepted her approach. He unfolded it with careful fingers, the faintest burn of anticipation crawling beneath his skin. Eira’s handwriting was sharp, steady, controlled — just like her. Kalen, Last night was… confusing. The pull between us is real—too real for me to pretend otherwise. But I can’t let that kind of connection dictate my decisions at the Summit. Not when everything here matters. I’m not sure what this is yet. Or what it could become. I’m trying to be smart, not reckless. Maybe… maybe we can talk. But I won’t let the pull decide things for me. — Eira He read it twice. Then a third time. Each sentence pulled at him in a different direction. Confusing — but acknowledged. Real
Last Updated: 2025-12-24
Chapter: CHAPTER 40 — EIRAThe moment Lyra slipped out of sight with the folded note, a strange mix of relief and anxiety twisted through Eira’s stomach. She stood in the hallway for a breath, steadying herself. The note—her note—felt both too much and not enough. A fragile attempt at distance. A coward’s attempt at clarity. Or maybe it was survival. She inhaled deeply, squared her shoulders, and headed back toward the training grounds. If there was ever a place to shove her emotions back into the shadows, it was here—boots digging into packed earth, sweat sharp on the air, fists meeting resistance. The ring grounded her. Always had. Dozens of Crescent Fang wolves were already sparring in pairs, some working through drills, others watching from the edges. The hum of motion, the sharp crack of contact, and the scent of adrenaline washed over her like cold river water. Exactly what she needed. Jasper spotted her first. “There she is,” he called from the north end of the grounds, tone edged with humor but eye
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Chapter: CHAPTER 39 — KALENThe training grounds rang with the sharp rhythm of bodies striking earth, the thud of fists against pads, and the crisp snap of commands cutting through the morning air. Kalen welcomed the noise—the physicality, the discipline, the structure. It helped rein in the chaos inside him. Well… almost. He pivoted, driving his forearm into Rowan’s guard. Rowan absorbed the blow with a grunt, feet shifting over the dirt as he countered with a calculated strike. Kalen blocked it cleanly, though the distraction was obvious. Rowan lowered his hands, eyes narrowing. “You’re thinking about her again.” Kalen exhaled, flexing his fingers. “I’m thinking about the Summit.” “Your wolf’s pacing,” Rowan replied. “It’s not the Summit.” Kalen didn’t answer because he didn’t have to. His wolf was pacing—restless, focused, hyper-aware of the direction of the Crescent Fang halls even from across the grounds. The silver thread between him and Eira felt tighter today, pulsing under his skin like a second h
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Chapter: CHAPTER 38 — ALPHA THORNWINDThe war room was quiet at this hour—too early for council sessions, too late for patrol reports. Alpha Thornwind stood at the window overlooking the east treeline, arms crossed over his chest, jaw locked tight. The forest rustled with morning wind, but the unsettled feeling inside him made every sound sharper, heavier. He had barely slept. Not after yesterday’s incident in the training grounds. Not after seeing the way Kalen Draven had looked at his daughter across the council table. Not after watching Eira walk away with too much fire in her eyes for it to be simple irritation. And now… this morning. The door opened behind him. “Alpha?” Jasper’s voice carried a note of caution—respectful, but threaded with the weight of something important. Thornwind turned, giving the young wolf a single nod. “Come in. Close the door.” Jasper did, shoulders squaring as though preparing for a physical hit. His loyalty to Eira had always been fierce—protective, steady. The Alpha trusted him m
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Chapter: CHAPTER 37 — EIRAMorning light leaked through the tall lodge windows, soft and annoyingly cheerful. Eira sat at the long dining table in Crescent Fang’s private quarters, pushing a fork through her breakfast without actually eating. Her wolf paced restlessly beneath her skin—silent, but alert. Watching. Waiting. She hated how easily she could guess what it was waiting for. Or rather, who. “Okay,” Lyra said, sliding into the chair beside her with a mug of coffee and an expression far too observant for this early in the day. “You’re either sick, guilty, or thinking about a man. And considering you’ve never been sick a day in your life and you looked downright serene after last night’s Council mess, I’m going with option three.” Eira groaned, dropping her forehead onto her arms. “I hate you.” Lyra snorted. “You love me and you know it. Now tell me whose fault it is that you’re stabbing perfectly innocent eggs.” Eira sat up, cheeks heating in a way she despised. “It’s not— I mean, nothing happened.”
Last Updated: 2025-12-23
Chapter: CHAPTER 36 — KALENThe first light of dawn crept across the Summit grounds, casting long, golden streaks over the training areas and the paths that wound between the pack halls. Kalen stood at the edge of the grounds, boots planted firmly on the earth, letting his gaze sweep across the waking scene. Warriors warmed up, Bata ran drills, and aides began their rounds. It was orderly, predictable—a stark contrast to the coil of fire twisting through his chest. Eira. The memory of her in the forest last night played on a loop he couldn’t silence. Her cautious eyes, the soft flicker of her wolf beneath the skin, the way she moved—graceful, controlled, yet wild. He could still feel the pull between them, subtle and undeniable, like a silver thread tugging him forward. The wolf beneath his skin pressed insistently, twisting, growling low in his chest, whispering the single word he hadn’t dared say aloud: mate. Kalen ran a hand through his hair, jaw tightening. Control. He forced the coil of instinct down, pr
Last Updated: 2025-12-23
Moon-Marked and Mated
Ainsley, the almost-eighteen year old daughter of her pack’s Alpha and Luna, has always been different. Born Moon-Marked all she wants is to protect her pack, support her parents, and remain free to choose her own future.
Across the border, Raithe— Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack—walks a razor’s edge. At twenty-three, he still hasn’t found his mate, and the longer the bond remains unfound, the more unstable he becomes. Rumors whisper that the famed Blood Moon ruthlessness is growing wild in him, threatening to tip him into madness.
When Ainsley and Raithe cross paths, the world stills.
The bond snaps into place—violent, undeniable, and terrifying.
But neither is ready for what it demands.
Ainsley fears losing her future to a mate she barely knows. Raithe fears losing himself before he earns her trust. And looming behind them are enemies who see Ainsley’s power as a weapon, Raithe’s instability as an opportunity, and their mating bond as a threat to the balance of every northern pack.
With politics tightening, dangers rising, and their wolves pushing them closer, Ainsley and Raithe must decide whether their bond is a salvation…
…or the spark that will ignite a war.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 16For a long moment after the bond snaps into place, I can’t hear anything except the thundering of my own heartbeat. The cheering, the whispers, the rustle of clothes and movement around us—they all fade into a blur. All I can feel is him. A warm, fierce pressure against my chest, like my soul is leaning forward toward his. My wolf is absolutely losing her mind. MATE. OUR MATE. OURS, OURS— She’s practically somersaulting in circles. I’m… shaking. Not out of fear. Not even out of shock. Because the moment our eyes locked after midnight—really locked—I felt something crack open inside me. Something deep and quiet that I hadn’t known was waiting. And now he’s standing two feet away, looking at me like I’ve just rewritten his entire world. Raithe. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. Ruthless, feared, battle-scarred, half-whispered-about Raithe. My mate. Goddess help me. He takes a slow step closer, careful, controlled, as if he’s afraid I’ll bolt. His voice is low, rough around t
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Chapter: CHAPTER 15AINSLEY The moon is high—so bright it looks carved from polished bone—as the ceremony circle fills with warm golden torchlight. My hands tremble slightly as Lyra helps adjust the silver clasp on my cloak. “You ready?” she whispers. No. Yes. Maybe. My wolf is practically vibrating, pacing behind my ribs like she’s waiting for gates to be thrown open. He’s close, she breathes. I swallow. “Who?” You’ll know soon. Not helpful. The music dwindles, replaced by the low, steady beat of ceremonial drums. Pack members gather around the circle in rows—my family at the front, the visiting alphas forming a half-ring opposite them. And there—slightly to the right—Raithe. Tall. Silent. Watching. Not obviously, not intensely. Just… present. But every time our eyes accidentally meet, something inside me jolts like a struck chord. I step forward when my father gestures. The crowd quiets. The torches flicker. The forest seems to lean closer. “Tonight,” Alpha Thorn begins, voice carrying,
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Chapter: CHAPTER 14AINSLEY The festival lights strung between the pines glow like captured stars, swaying gently with the evening breeze. The courtyard buzzes with music and laughter, the scent of roasted meat and sweetberry wine thick in the air. My heart thrums in my chest—not from nerves about the spotlight or the ceremony—but from… something else. Something tugging at me. My wolf is pacing again, too alert, too sharp. He’s here. She’s been saying it all night, a low hum of anticipation. Who? I snap back. But she only growls softly, satisfied and impossible. I smooth my palms over my dress—a deep twilight-blue that glitters when I move—trying to force my breathing into something normal as guests mingle around us. My mother fusses over last-minute arrangements, my father stands speaking with other alphas, radiating calm authority. Me? I’m gripping a cup of sparkling cider like it’s a lifeline. “Relax,” my best friend Lyra murmurs at my side, bumping her shoulder into mine. “You look like you’
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Chapter: CHAPTER 13By the time afternoon sunlight slanted through my bedroom windows, the pack house was in full celebration mode. Laughter echoed through hallways, kitchens bustled with nonstop activity, and the air outside shimmered with the energy of dozens of visiting wolves arriving at once. It felt like the whole world was humming. I wished it would shut up—for just a minute—so I could breathe. Today was supposed to be exciting. Monumental. One of the most important days of my life. But all I felt was pressure. A ticking clock behind my ribs. A thousand expectations clinging to my shoulders like heavy fabric. And under all of it… That pull. That unexplainable awareness that kept brushing my senses whenever he was near. Raithe. The Blood Moon Alpha. The one man I absolutely refused to be drawn to—not until the Moon declared anything real. Focus, my wolf reminded, nudging. Tonight is ours. I exhaled shakily and forced myself to concentrate on the present. My mother stepped into my room c
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Chapter: CHAPTER 12AINSLEY I woke up before dawn. Not the gentle kind of waking where your mind wanders itself into consciousness. No—this felt like being yanked out of sleep by a hand wrapped around my sternum. My wolf was already pacing. It’s today, she whispered, more alert than I’d ever felt her. Tonight we know. I rubbed my face, sitting up slowly as nerves and excitement tangled in my chest. Today was my birthday. Today was the ceremony. Tonight, at the stroke of midnight, I would know who my mate was. If I had one. If he was here. If he cared about who I was, not who the world thought a Luna should be. I swallowed the knot forming in my throat and forced myself out of bed. The pack house was buzzing with early activity—kitchen staff prepping food, warriors loading last-minute supplies, omegas finishing decorations. Hushed whispers of “The guests will be arriving soon” drifted around me. Breathe, I told myself. Everything will be fine. Except it didn’t feel fine. Ever since yesterday’s
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Chapter: CHAPTER 11Raithe The great hall of Silver Shadow was warm, loud, and far too full of people. Wolves talked, laughed, clattered plates, and greeted us with the sort of polished hospitality packs liked to flaunt during alliance gatherings. I sat at the long central table beside Alpha Thorn, a position meant to honour me as a visiting alpha. Instead, it felt like a spotlight I never asked for. My wolf was pacing so aggressively beneath my skin he might’ve worn a groove into my ribs. Again, I thought irritably, shifting in my seat. We are not under threat. Calm down. He didn’t. Ever since arriving yesterday, a strange current had been coursing through me—mild at first, then growing sharper with every passing hour. The forest, the pack grounds, the pack house… all of it kept tugging at the edge of my awareness like a constant whisper I couldn’t decipher. Tonight it was worse. Tonight it felt personal. Dax leaned close, voice low but amused. “You’re vibrating.” “I’m not,” I mutter
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