Novels by OTHNIELLA

Bella's POVThe healer's words hung in the air like thick smoke. I lay there on the soft grass, my silver wolf body feeling heavier with every breath. My fur had lost most of its shine, and inside, my wolf curled up small, whimpering softly. She felt fragile, like a thread pulled too tight. The forest sounds came to me in faint waves... birds calling, leaves rustling... but everything felt distant, as if I stood behind a wall.The old healer woman pressed her hands gently over my side, her face lined with concern. "The life force is fading faster than I feared," she said quietly. "All those strains from the old bond with Ronan, mixed with the full Silver Wolf bursts you used in the fight... it overloaded her. The wolf inside is burning through too much too quick."I lifted my head a little, ears twitching. "What does that mean for me?" My voice came out rough and tired. Fear twisted in my chest. My wolf nudged weakly toward Thor, seeking his warmth through our bond. It flickered, t

Bella's POVThe clearing felt smaller now, the air thick with the scent of healing herbs and the steady beat of Thor's heart close to mine. I lay in my silver wolf form, still weak, while the healer finished drawing a simple circle of stones and leaves around us. My wolf stirred inside, nervous but hopeful, her silver light flickering like a candle fighting the wind. Thor sat right beside me, his hand buried deep in my fur. He hadn't left me for a second, even though pain still lined his face from his wounds."Are you sure about this?" I whispered, my voice rough from my wolf throat. I nuzzled his palm, drawing in his warm, pine scent that always made me feel safe. "It sounds like it could hurt you too."Thor leaned down, his forehead resting gently against my head. His breath brushed my ears. "I'm sure, Bella. No more holding back. You're my mate. Let me carry some of this with you." His voice stayed low and steady, but I felt the tension in his shoulders, the way his fingers tight

Bella's POVThe clearing felt smaller now, the air thick with the scent of healing herbs and the steady beat of Thor's heart close to mine. I lay in my silver wolf form, still weak, while the healer finished drawing a simple circle of stones and leaves around us. My wolf stirred inside, nervous but hopeful, her silver light flickering like a candle fighting the wind. Thor sat right beside me, his hand buried deep in my fur. He hadn't left me for a second, even though pain still lined his face from his wounds."Are you sure about this?" I whispered, my voice rough from my wolf throat. I nuzzled his palm, drawing in his warm, pine scent that always made me feel safe. "It sounds like it could hurt you too."Thor leaned down, his forehead resting gently against my head. His breath brushed my ears. "I'm sure, Bella. No more holding back. You're my mate. Let me carry some of this with you." His voice stayed low and steady, but I felt the tension in his shoulders, the way his fingers tight

Bella's POVI felt safer with Thor so close, his warmth chasing some of the cold emptiness inside. My wolf responded a little, sending a weak thread of silver warmth back to him. "I love you," I said softly, the words simple but true. "Even if this is hard."He smiled faintly, though worry still lined his eyes. "I love you more. We'll get through it. Your mom will see you strong again. The packs will."Mom nodded from her spot, her hand still resting near me. "My brave girl. You've grown so much."Jesse started gathering a few things, herbs and a clear space on the ground. "The full acceptance means sharing pain, strength, everything. No secrets between your wolves."I breathed in deep, trying to steady myself. The instability in my wolf made everything feel shaky, like standing on thin ice. But Thor's presence anchored me. His steady heartbeat, the way he refused to leave even with his own injuries... it made me believe we could do this.Hidden in the thick brush just beyond the

Bella's POVI woke up slowly, like swimming through thick fog. My body felt heavy, every muscle aching in a way that went deeper than bruises. The forest around us had gone quiet, but my wolf senses picked up the distant crackle of settling earth and the sharp smell of blood and smoke still hanging in the air. I tried to lift my head, but it dropped back down. My silver fur felt dull, no longer glowing with that strong light. Inside, my wolf whimpered softly, restless and weak, like she had run too far and couldn't find her way back."Thor?" I whispered, my voice barely more than a breath. I shifted a little, feeling soft grass under me instead of hard dirt. Someone had moved us to a safer spot.Thor's hand came right away, warm and steady on my side. He sat beside me, his face lined with worry and exhaustion. Blood still stained his shirt, but he didn't seem to care about his own wounds. "I'm here, Bella. Right here. Don't try to move too fast." His voice was low, rough from pain,

Bella's POVI tore back through the dust and falling rock, my silver paws churning up dirt with every frantic stride. The ground was still shuddering beneath me, cracks splitting across it like veins.Thor lay pinned under a massive fallen tree, debris heaped over his powerful frame. Mom was cradled safely against his chest, but his face had drained of color, tight with pain. Inside me, my wolf surged, wild and desperate. Mate. Save him. Now."Thor! Hold on!" The words came out rough and low, torn from a wolf's throat. I skidded to a halt beside him and pressed my nose against his shoulder. His scent reached me even through the chaos: pine, blood, and the steady warmth I loved. Tears stung my eyes. "I'm here. We're getting you out."He looked up at me, breathing hard, but his eyes still held that quiet strength. "Bella... take your mother first," he rasped. "Don't risk yourself.""No," I growled softly. "Not without you."My wolf pushed to the front, silver energy crackling along my f