Born to shine
I was born to shine. But the fate had others plans for me.
The moment my feet left the edge, the world fell silent.
There was only wind.
And peace.
For one fragile heartbeat, I was free.
Like a bird.
Then something slammed into me from behind.
Arms. Hard. Unforgiving.
The impact hurled me sideways instead of down. Wood splintered. Something inside me cracked.
Darkness rushed in and I welcomed it.
…
“Open. Your. Eyes.”
The voice was quiet, slow, deliberate. It forced its way through bone and blood.
An Alpha command.
Pain detonated through me as air tore back into my lungs. My body convulsed against my will. I tried to sink back into the quiet—to finish what I had started.
“You were NEVER given permission to die.”
Power wrapped around the words like chains.
My eyes snapped open.
We were beyond the pack’s borders. The air felt colder. Wilder. Untouched by law or duty.
For one second, I had belonged to nothing.
And he had dragged me back.
He loomed above me, fury carved into every sharp angle of his face. His breathing was controlled, his posture dominant - absolute.
If anyone were watching from the cliffs, they would see an Alpha asserting ownership.
His jaw tightened, irritated at being forced to deal with something that should have already been resolved.
I had complicated his plans.
“Drink.”
His wrist pressed my mouth.
The metallic scent hit first. I tried to clamp my lips shut.
But Alpha commands do not ask. They take.
My mouth opened against my will and his blood burned down my throat, spreading heat through my chest.
A cruel gift.
He would not even grant me the mercy of dying on my own terms.
And I understood - even my death did not belong to me.
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Chapter: 40. Firsts🌘 Fenrir POV Martha left silence behind. It filled the room the moment the door closed. I welcomed it. Full control had to be rebuilt— piece by piece and breath by breath. For that, I needed her. My gravity. I didn’t let her go. I kept her pressed against me —close enough to feel the steady rhythm of her breathing. To match it. To follow it back to myself. Arria didn’t resist. She stayed. Willingly. And that... mattered more than anything she could have said. “Is it true?” My voice came out lower than I intended. Rougher. “What you said.” She shifted slightly against me. Not pulling away. Adjusting. “Yes,” she murmured softly. “You are way too much.” There was no edge in it. No accusation. If anything— it sounded like something else entirely. I exhaled. “Not what I meant.” A beat. “I know,” she murmured against me. “But you scared me.” That I felt. “Did I —” I stepped back to look at her. My gaze moved quickly over her. Nothing out of place. No vi
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Chapter: 39. Unbound🍃 Arria POV“No.”Fenrir’s voice cut through the room—cold, final.He straightened abruptly, the sudden movement almost knocking me off the sofa.Everything shifted at once.The air thickened, heavy and charged, pressing against my lungs.Fenrir looked… calm.His face unreadable. Composed.But something beneath—broke free.I felt it before I fully understood it.That overwhelming presence he always kept buried—held back with impossible control—was gone.He let it loose.All of it.The force of it tore the breath from my chest.A dull thud sounded behind me.I turned sharply.Martha had dropped to her knees, her palms braced against the floor as if the weight of something unseen was crushing her down.“Martha—”I moved toward her, panic rising, but she didn’t look at me.Not at first.When her gaze finally lifted—there was no guidance in it.Only dread.Pure, unfiltered dread.“What’s going on?” My voice came out tight.She didn’t answer immediately.Her breath came shallow, uneve
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Chapter: 38. Taken🍃 Arria POV “Did you see that symbol, Martha?” My voice came out quieter than I expected. A slow breath left her. “Yes.” “Did you find something?” I pressed. She shook her head. “No… not exactly.” A brief pause. “But it doesn’t look random.” She glanced briefly at Fenrir, then back at me. “The song…” she said. “It doesn’t survive like that by accident.” Her fingers folded together in her lap. “It suggests there are others. People who knew what truly happened back then… and chose to preserve it.” A society. Hidden. Watching. Guarding the truth while the rest of the world rewrote it. My chest tightened. “And if that’s true… they would need a way to recognize each other.” Martha drew a breath. “A signature.” Her eyes flicked to the paper in my hands. “That symbol could be it—the mark that ties them to the heir.” I didn’t answer. My fingers tightened around it. It made sense. But they were missing a piece. Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t notice the exact moment h
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Chapter: 37. Song🍃 Arria POV “One more thing,” Martha said, unsure.Her eyes moved to Fenrir, then back to me.She reached into her pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper.“Melanie saw me reading about the previous Gamma family,” she said. “Her mother was from that pack.”A small pause.“She used to sing her a song. In a language she didn’t understand.”Her gaze flicked to mine.“It’s about a lost princess of the elves.”Silence stretched for a moment.“And this…” she placed the paper in my hands, “was given to her.”Another beat.“So she would know where her loyalty lies.”My fingers trembled.I just held it.“Arria,” Fenrir said, pulling my attention to him.“We need to know what we are fighting against.”I nodded.Still, I didn’t open the paper.Not yet.Instead, I took a slow breath.The shadows had been silent these past few days.While we pretended it was just him and me.Today…they were back.I could hear their whispers.Even with Alaric circling in my mind, keeping them at bay.I cau
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Chapter: 36. MoreArria POV A few days later. We had been awake for a long time. Still, no words came. I refused to let go of him, and he just pulled me closer. “I don’t want it to be true,” I said eventually. “I know.” “But you are usually right.” He didn’t answer. “I am afraid,” I forced the words out. “Of being different again. Of being pushed into something I don’t want.” “Am I different for you because I am the king?” I considered my answer. “Yes… in a way,” I said. “You have duties. You can slip away any minute.” He pulled back just enough to look at me. “I am not going anywhere, Arria.” A beat. “I am right here.” I smiled. Not quite sadly. “You’re leaving in four days.” He shook his head. “Not because I am the king.” A pause. “To protect him.” “You think there is a difference,” I said quietly. “There isn’t.” A breath. “This is your legacy. What you were shaped for. My hand hovered near his face. The fear that one day… he would simply be gone made me hesitate. I almost
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Chapter: 35. Warmth🌘FenrirPOV“Tell me your favorite memory.”She went still.Thinking.
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