Novels by Faith girl

Chapter 5: What He Never Told MeWREN'S POVMy heart started pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. "W-what is it?"Silas hesitated longer than I'd ever seen him hesitate about anything, his weathered hands twisting together in his lap like he was trying to find the right shape for words he'd been avoiding for years."Your father," he said finally, "wasn't a werewolf."I stared at him, waiting for the rest of it, but he seemed to be searching for a way to say it that wouldn't break something between us."Then what was he?"Silas's throat worked before the word finally came out. "Vampire."It didn't feel real, hearing it said out loud like that, plain and final.The air seemed to leave the room entirely.A vampire. No. That wasn't possible. My mother had been a werewolf, born and raised in Ravenhollow same as her mother before her. I'd spent my entire life waiting for my wolf to surface, certain it was only a matter of time, certain the Moon Goddess simply had her own timeline

Chapter 4: Somewhere To Fall ApartWREN'S POVI ran.I didn't stop, didn't look back, didn't care that the rain had started soaking straight through what was left of my ruined dress. My chest burned, my legs ached, but none of it mattered next to the hollow ache where the bond used to be, a wound so deep I couldn't tell anymore where the pain ended and I began.Julian rejected me.He never loved me at all.The thought looped over and over, cutting a little deeper each time it circled back, until I could barely breathe past it. Every step away from the packhouse felt like putting more distance between myself and the girl I used to be, the one who'd believed, right up until tonight, that she was loved. That she belonged somewhere.I passed the tree line at the edge of Ravenhollow's border without slowing down, branches catching at my ruined dress, mud soaking through what was left of my shoes. The rain came down harder the deeper into the woods I went, cold enough to sting, but I welcom

Chapter 3: The Vampire HunterKADE'S POVThe night was supposed to be simple.I'd come to Ravenhollow for one reason, to finish an investigation that had nothing to do with pack politics or ascension ceremonies. Six months of tracking whispers of vampire activity near the eastern border had led me here, to a pack too busy throwing a birthday celebration to notice the danger creeping along its edges. I'd spent the better part of the evening in the records room beneath the packhouse, going through old territory agreements, looking for any hint that Ravenhollow's leadership had been trading information with the very creatures I'd spent my life hunting.I found nothing conclusive. Just old paperwork and older grudges. I was already headed for the door, business finished, ready to put this pack and its self-important almost-Alpha behind me, when something stopped me cold.Help me.I froze mid-step.The voice wasn't spoken aloud. It echoed straight through my head, raw and desperate, thick

Chapter 2: The Painful Rejection WREN'S POV A laugh cut through the room before Julian could answer, sharp and delighted. One of Ivy's friends leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, clearly enjoying the show. "Goddess, how did you not notice your mate was taken for months? That's almost impressive." Months. The word hit me somewhere below my ribs. My knees felt unsteady beneath me, my hands curling into fists at my sides before I even realized I'd moved. I turned back to Julian, searching his face for anything that might tell me this was some cruel joke. He wouldn't meet my eyes. Ivy shifted against him, tilting her head with a mocking pout. "Oops. Guess the secret's out." Her fingers trailed slowly down his chest. "No more pretending, I suppose." My stomach turned over. "Julian." My voice came out smaller than I wanted it to. "Tell me what's going on." He finally looked at me, but there was no apology in it, only a tired kind of resignation, like I was an inconvenience h

Chapter 1: The RejectionWREN'S POVThe hallway at Ravenhollow Academy was already full by the time I got there, packed with wolves who never let me forget I wasn't quite one of them. I kept my eyes down, my grip tight on my books, and told myself if I just made it to my locker without incident, the day could still turn out fine.It didn't.The moment I opened my locker, someone knocked the stack right out of my arms. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was.Ivy.She stood over the mess with her arms crossed, that same practiced smile on her face, the one that made my stomach twist every single time. "Oops," she said, drawing the word out like it tasted good.I crouched to gather my books, but she stepped on one before I could reach it, grinding her heel into the cover."Really?" I asked, keeping my voice flat.She gasped, pressing a hand to her chest like I'd wounded her. "Oh, look, the wolfless girl found her voice." A laugh slipped out, sharp and delighted. "Come talk to me