Chapter: Chapter 43: A Female warrior in pool of male dragonsNovember’s Point of View“Knock, knock,” both of us turned our heads to the door. It was Jared, Zeus’ cousin. When I first saw his face, Iris decided to hate this guy. Like literally hate him on the spot. “Zeus bro, the old man summoned you,” he said but his eyes immediately roamed my body. “Like right now.”Zeus groaned. “Alright. Can you please take November to the camp with you? I want to let her see the training grounds,” he said.“Sure thing,” he replied. Zeus thanked him and left.“So uhhh, about my clothes?” I said. Jared looked at me huffed. "Zeus will get you some new clothes later, now let's go, you've already made me late," he growled, changing his attitude towards me and I followed him out with a frown.He is an asshole, both my wolf growled and I muttered an agreement.I ignore the stares I get from all of the dragons we pass and follow Jared out into the forest. This place is unnerving, the trees creak and I swear I can hear voices in the wind.I sigh in relief when
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Chapter: Chapter 42: Healer wolfNovember’s Point of viewAfter the old dragon king kicked us both, Zeus and I decided to walk. “I didn’t decide anything,” I say, softer. “She did.” I tap my chest. “She probably came when I was… not okay.” Understatement of the millennium. “She dragged me off wolfnip and let me shake it out while she burned the bad nights to cinders. She told my other wolf to sleep while she looked for somewhere safe which was a lie of course.”Zeus chuckled.“And she brought you to my grandfather,” Zeus says, the smallest of smiles, proud and sad all at once. “To me for us to discover as mates.”I look at him for too long and then break eye contact because I can feel my face going pink again. Teenage me would be so shy. “Am I safe? You will never reject me, right?”He looked at me seriously.“I don’t think I will ever do that. You will be mine and I’m yours, November.”“You promise?”“Yes. Just let me fix you, my broken mate.”I stared at Zeus, my heart burst in joy. He was a tall man and he was
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Chapter: Chapter 41: Burnt SugarNovember's Point of View“So care to tell what are you doing here, Novy?” Zeus asked. Novy? Why did it sound so amazing? “I…I don’t really. It was my other wolf.”“Hmm… at least she made sure you were safe,” he says, as if he can read exactly where my mind is. “She brought you to the only place where dragons won’t hunt: a dragon’s nest.”I rolled my eyes. Safe? For real? How many times have I gotten knocked out?“You mean a dragon’s living room,” I mutter, glancing at the throne. Zeus’s mouth tips, almost a smile, like he wants to laugh but is saving it for when I’m not shaking. “Living room, then.”The old King looked at me. “You were carrying two wolves. That’s odd.”“I… yeah.” My throat thins. “And both of them are at rest.”“And you, Zeus, you claim her as a mate? You said you rescued her after the rejection and addiction of Wolfnip, right?”“Yes Grandpa,” Zeus replied, scratching his head. Big old Grandpa stood up and took his crane beside his throne and before Zeus could e
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Chapter: Chapter 40: Second Chance, for realNovember's Point of ViewI woke up inside an entirely new room. It was one hell of a room, and I thought it belonged to royalty. I think I never belong to it, as if my existence was stained in this pristine luxury room. Okay, I might be exaggerated but honestly, this room was kind of you see in a magazine, Forbes maybe? Ugh I don’t knowNo, seriously. The whole room screamed like I had never belonged in, the stone floor vibrating in slow, patient booms that settled behind my ribs. Heat rolls across my cheeks, dry and clean, like someone ironed the air. For one unglamorous second I think: I thought I was a trespasser, alright. Then the second second arrives, and then I look up at the ceiling and see a red dragon painting the size of a cathedral perched like a suspicious housecat on a throne of crystal. Who the hell painted such enormous paint?Right. The King’s lair. Which is also, apparently, Zeus’s grandpa’s main hall. Wait! I remember Zeus taking me to a room.Don’t ask me how I got
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Chapter: Chapter 39: AcceptanceZeus’s Point of ViewShe was confused. I know, okay? She thought I was at the heard but I was now standing with grandpa who called me last night for an urgent meeting.I had to fight hard for November not for her to die. Having a two wolf in one body was new for me, especially the other one was a moon wolf, the species whom my grandfather’s ancestors hated the mostHe was so annoying, I was trying to explain but he wouldn't shut up. “Granpa, November made a good point, if she stays here then I can teach her how to get along with dragons, with us.” I explained. “And can you make sure she doesn't turn into the monster that killed our ancestors?” Jared pipes in, my other half brother.I run my hand through my hair in frustration. “Yes,” I replied and looked at November who seemed like wanting to cry."Very well," Grandpa said and looked at me."What?""She may stay in the herd," he muttered quickly before he could change his mind. Her eyes widen and her mouth opens and closes several
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Chapter: Chapter 38: NegotiationNovember's Point of ViewWhen my Iris woke up, she tried hard to stand up despite failing.She growls furiously in my mind and sends blue fire running through my skin where it touches the chains. I feel it warm the metal momentarily before it becomes cold again. Cold Iron was also created to stay a cold temperature, it is nearly impossible to heat past -15 degrees C.I have no idea how it was ever created to be that way, but I do know that this entire room is made of it.This confinement and lack of energy is making her angry, and that is never a good thing. Although my wolf just lay there unbothered and watched Iris like she’s insane. There are three kinds of werewolf, the rabid evolved one, called Lycans which has a thick fur and almost unpenetrable, coward and good rival a dragon was now living with humans. And then the ordinary wolves, those who retain animal form but bigger and stronger but silver is their nemisis. And there’s ancient and magical that already extinct when magic
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Chapter: EpilogueDarkness took me the moment I saw him. My legs gave out. My vision blurred. The last thing I saw before everything faded was the silver flame in his eyes, Seven, and then… nothing.And then warmth. That was the first thing I felt.Not the biting cold of the forest, or the damp chill of night, but a slow, steady warmth that wrapped around me like a cocoon. I shifted, confused by the softness beneath meth, e velvet-like bed, the silk brushing against my arm.And then the scent, it hit me. Lavender. Oak. Something faintly metallic.It was familiar, too familiar.My eyes shot open. The room was dim, the windows covered by long, heavy curtains that danced in a soft breeze. A candle flickered beside the bed. The walls are stone, regal, and carved with intricate patterns. And the ceiling…My breath caught.I knew this place. I had been here before. Lived here for weeks and months, disguised behind someone else’s name. Someone else’s face. This was the castle where I had pretended to be Sabrin
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Chapter: Chapter 179: SavedI don’t remember when Amber slowed down.Only that, when I opened my eyes again, we were no longer crashing through the endless forest. The air was calmer, the scent of rot and blood faded into earth and pine.We’d stopped.I blinked, disoriented, my body sore and stiff. We were tucked between a jagged outcropping of stone and the thick roots of an ancient tree, a natural hollow, hidden from all sides unless you were practically standing on top of it. The brush above masked the space like a cocoon.A safe zone.Amber had shifted back, crouched nearby, her chest rising and falling in uneven bursts. She was breathing hard, drenched in sweat and rain, but she was watching the trees like a soldier on her last thread of strength. She heard me stir and turned her head. Her eyes softened when she saw I was awake.“We’re stopping here. Just for a bit,” she said, voice hoarse.I tried to sit up, groaning as my body protested. “Where... are we?”“Still deep in the forest,” she replied, handing
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Chapter: Chapter 178: Never give upThe rain didn’t let up. It fell in heavy sheets, soaking the forest in silence and steam. We followed the trail from the map for hours, pushing through underbrush and ducking under fallen trees, our legs aching, our bodies barely holding on.But we didn’t stop.We couldn’t.Amber glanced back every now and then, her hand never straying far from the blade strapped to her thigh. I didn’t need to ask. I felt it too. That pull. That invisible thread tugging at my spine, warning me that something was wrong. Again.By midday, we stopped near a thicket to catch our breath, our clothes clinging to our skin, breaths misting in the cold air.That’s when Amber stiffened.She didn’t say a word. She just turned slowly toward the northeast, toward the path behind us. I followed her gaze.Nothing. Just trees and fog. And then I smelled it. Rot. Wet fur. Blood.My throat tightened.“No,” I whispered.“It’s them,” Amber said, her voice sharp with disbelief. “How? We’ve been running for days. We masked o
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Chapter: Chapter 177: Chase 2A soft hand shook my shoulder.“Kayah.” Amber’s voice was low, but urgent. “Wake up. They’re gone.”I blinked hard, my brain slow to catch up. The dampness of the soil, the cold seeping into my bones, the overwhelming stench, it all came rushing back.“Gone?” I croaked.Amber nodded. “They stayed a while. Sniffed around. I thought we were dead for sure. But they gave up. Probably confused by the rot or lost our scent.”She offered her hand. I took it, groaning as I pulled myself from the shallow grave.“We need to move,” she said. “Opposite direction. If they circle back, we can’t be here.”We didn’t waste time. We shifted, our tired bones snapping back into fur and muscle, and we ran. Slower than before, sore and sluggish, but we moved. The trees blurred past in streaks of green and brown, the world quieter now. Still dangerous. Still hunted. But quiet.After an hour or two, the forest thinned, and we found it, a river. The sound of rushing water was the sweetest thing I’d heard in
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Chapter: Chapter 176: The ChaseNo man’s land stretched wide and endless before us, untamed forest, broken earth, and shadows that whispered of the past. It was wild, yes, but free.We moved cautiously for two days, always in silence. Always watching. No patrols. No signs of trackers. Just trees and wind and the echo of our own breath.And for a brief, foolish moment, I let myself believe we’d made it. That maybe Axel hadn’t noticed. That maybe, just maybe… he didn’t care. But that night shattered the illusion.We’d made a tiny camp, just enough to rest and eat. Amber built a small fire, careful to shield it with rocks and branches. It barely flickered, barely glowed. Still… it was too much.The growl ripped through the forest like thunder. Low. Deep. Wrong. My blood turned to ice. Amber froze mid-bite. Her eyes met mine. We knew that sound.Ferals.Not rogue. Not Alpha.Ferals.An abomination of wolf and rage and madness. Creatures so far gone even the moon goddess had turned her back on them. Axel’s personal dogs.
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Chapter: Chapter 175: Run awayI didn’t take clothes. Just stuffed everything into a plain black backpack. Something I could throw over my shoulder and run with. Clothes didn’t matter. Freedom did.I hid the bag in a loose panel behind the dresser in my room, then cleaned everything. Every step. Every breath. Every fingerprint.By the time night fell, I almost let myself believe this might work.Until I heard the door. I froze.The scent hit first, his scent. Axel. No. No no no..He wasn’t supposed to be here. Not yet. Not tonight. I shoved the panel back into place, threw myself onto the bed, and forced my body to go limp just as the door opened. He stepped in slowly, the weight of exhaustion dragging at his frame. His shirt was dirty, blood-streaked. His hair matted from sweat. He looked like he’d been through hell. But all I felt was fear.He looked at me.I smiled. Soft. Tender. Practiced.“You’re back,” I said gently, rising to my feet. “I was worried.”His eyes softened just a little. “You stayed up?”“I always
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