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Chapter 5 – Whispers in the Aftermath Smoke and blood clung to the night air long after the howls faded. Aria sat on the steps of the Alpha’s lodge, her hands trembling in her lap. The dirt beneath her was slick with blood—not hers, but enough that her stomach rolled every time she looked down. She had never seen death up close. Now it was everywhere. Bodies—wolves that shifted back to human in death—were carried into the shadows. Some were Kael’s pack, their faces pale and still. Others were rogues, twisted in madness even in death, their eyes glazed and red. Aria pressed her hands against her ears, but it didn’t block out the sounds. The sobs. The growls. The murmurs that followed her like a curse. The human brought this. She’s a danger. The Alpha is blinded by her. Every whisper cut deeper than claws. She should never have come here. Except she hadn’t come willingly—Kael had dragged her. Yet somehow, she was the one they blamed. The lodge door creaked. Aria looked up to see Lyra standing there, her braid loose, her arm streaked with blood. She wasn’t even winded. Her amber eyes landed on Aria, sharp as knives. “You should be gone,” Lyra said flatly. “Before more die for you.” Aria flinched. “I didn’t ask for this.” “No,” Lyra said, stepping closer, “but Kael sees something in you. And whatever it is, it will destroy us all.” Her words lingered like poison as she turned and stalked away. Aria buried her face in her hands. She wanted to scream that she didn’t know why this was happening. That she wasn’t special. That she wasn’t worth anyone’s blood. But deep down, she knew the silver wolf’s words hadn’t been meant for Kael. They’d been meant for her. Give her to me, Kael… or watch your pack burn. Why? --- The lodge door opened again, and this time Kael stepped out. He was human once more, though blood streaked his chest and shoulder, his skin glistening with sweat. Even injured, his presence filled the clearing. The pack turned toward him, every gaze waiting, every breath caught. Aria looked at him too, but for a different reason. She was searching for the monster, the beast who had ripped out throats with his teeth. What terrified her most was that she didn’t find one. She found Kael. Strong. Steady. Watchful. And looking at her like she was the center of this broken night. “The rogues are scattered,” he said to the pack, his voice carrying iron and command. “Bury our dead. Guard the borders. Tonight, we remember who we are. We are Shadow Fang.” A chorus of howls answered him, low and mournful, before the wolves dispersed. When they were gone, Kael’s golden eyes returned to Aria. He crossed the clearing in long strides, crouching before her. “You’re hurt,” he said. His fingers brushed the shallow cuts on her arm where splinters had torn her skin. Aria jerked back, her voice sharp with panic. “Don’t touch me.” He stilled, his jaw flexing. For the first time since she met him, something almost human cracked through his certainty. “You think I want this?” he asked quietly. “To drag you here. To put you in danger.” Her breath caught. “Then why did you?” His gaze held hers, steady and unflinching. “Because I had no choice.” The words struck harder than any growl. Aria stared at him, her pulse thundering. “What does that mean?” Before Kael could answer, the gray-eyed wolf stepped into the firelight. His clothes were torn, blood smeared across his chest, but his stance was unbowed. “Alpha,” he said, ignoring Aria completely. “The Council will hear of this. They’ll demand an explanation for the attack, and for her.” Aria’s stomach dropped. The Council. Whoever they were, she already knew they wouldn’t want her alive. Kael rose to his full height, his golden eyes burning. “I’ll give them one,” he said. “She stays.” The gray-eyed wolf’s jaw tightened, but he bowed his head and retreated. Aria scrambled to her feet, anger bursting through the fear. “You can’t keep doing that!” she snapped. “You can’t just decide I stay, or I belong to you, or that I’m safe here when I’m not!” Her voice cracked on the last word, tears stinging her eyes. Kael didn’t flinch. “You’re right. You’re not safe. Not out there. Not even here.” His hand lifted, hesitated, then dropped back to his side. “Because the silver wolf won’t stop until he has you.” Aria’s blood ran cold. “Why? What does he want with me?” Kael’s eyes softened, but his answer was as heavy as stone. “Because you’re more than human, Aria.” --- Cliffhanger (Chapter End): Aria staggered back, her world tilting. More than human? The words shattered everything she thought she knew about herself.Chapter 9 – The Alpha’s BurdenKael watched her storm away, her silhouette swallowed by the lodge’s doorway, her words still hanging like a blade at his throat.Then I’ll find out without you.The forest around him was quiet now, save for the faint rustle of leaves where the rogue had vanished. His claws itched to give chase, to finish the kill, but his chest ached with something far heavier.He hadn’t feared the rogue’s teeth. He hadn’t feared Lucien’s plots.He feared Aria—Or rather, what she was becoming to him.---Rowan emerged from the trees, his shirt torn, blood streaking his temple. His gray eyes flicked toward the lodge. “She almost died.”“I know.”“You should’ve told her.”Kael’s jaw tightened. “And have her look at me with the same hatred she gives him?” He spat the words, meaning Lucien.Rowan’s silence was sharp. At last, he said, “Secrets don’t protect forever. When the truth comes, it cuts deeper than any claw.”Kael turned away, but the weight of his Beta’s words fo
The eyes didn’t blink. Aria’s chest seized, breath locked in her throat. The red glow floated between the trees, steady, patient… waiting. A twig snapped behind her. She spun, pulse hammering, but saw only shadows. The night was too still, the silence too heavy. Run. Her legs obeyed before her mind caught up. She darted between the trees, heart pounding, bare feet tearing on roots and stone. The forest swallowed her in darkness, branches whipping her face as she forced herself deeper. A growl followed. Low. Hungry. Aria’s throat burned, but she didn’t scream. She knew instinctively that sound would give her away. She shoved herself forward until her lungs ached, until her legs trembled— —and then a shape lunged from the dark. She stumbled back with a gasp. A wolf, massive, black-furred, eyes burning like coals. Her hand found a fallen branch, splintered and jagged, and she swung with all her strength. The wood cracked against its muzzle. The wolf yelped, staggering—then sna
Chapter 7 – EavesdropperSleep never came.Aria lay in the dark, staring at the ceiling beams until her chest ached. Kael’s words rattled in her skull like a chain she couldn’t break. Once you know, there’s no going back.She had been kidnapped, hunted, nearly killed. And now she was supposed to sit quietly while everyone whispered about her? No. She deserved the truth.When the lodge finally stilled and the fire burned low, she rose. Barefoot, she slipped through the hall, each board groaning too loud under her weight. The night air chilled her skin as she crept outside.The camp was restless even in the dark. Torches still burned along the borders, and sentries moved like shadows between the trees. But Aria kept low, hugging the edges of the clearing until voices carried to her.From the stone meeting house.Its windows glowed faintly. Shapes moved within—Kael, Rowan, Lyra, and two older wolves she didn’t know. Their voices were sharp, tense, echoing through the crack in the half-op
Chapter 6 – The Secrets They KeepThe words clung to her like a curse.More than human.Aria’s mind spun, but before she could demand answers, Kael turned away, speaking to one of his warriors in a low, clipped tone. His back was to her, his shoulders broad and unyielding, shutting her out.It was infuriating. And terrifying.She stumbled into the lodge, her chest heaving. The great fire in the hearth roared, but no warmth touched her. Shadows stretched long along the walls, curling like claws.Her aunt’s voice whispered in memory. It’s better not to dwell on the past, Aria.Had Miriam known?“Hey.”Aria jumped. Lyra leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, golden hair wild around her sharp face. Her gaze slid over Aria like a knife, and her smirk was anything but kind.“So the Alpha’s little pet thinks she belongs here now?”Aria stiffened. “I don’t belong anywhere here. Not with wolves who want me dead.”“Then leave.” Lyra shrugged one shoulder. “No one’s stopping you. Except mayb
---Chapter 5 – Whispers in the AftermathSmoke and blood clung to the night air long after the howls faded.Aria sat on the steps of the Alpha’s lodge, her hands trembling in her lap. The dirt beneath her was slick with blood—not hers, but enough that her stomach rolled every time she looked down.She had never seen death up close. Now it was everywhere.Bodies—wolves that shifted back to human in death—were carried into the shadows. Some were Kael’s pack, their faces pale and still. Others were rogues, twisted in madness even in death, their eyes glazed and red.Aria pressed her hands against her ears, but it didn’t block out the sounds. The sobs. The growls. The murmurs that followed her like a curse.The human brought this.She’s a danger.The Alpha is blinded by her.Every whisper cut deeper than claws.She should never have come here. Except she hadn’t come willingly—Kael had dragged her. Yet somehow, she was the one they blamed.The lodge door creaked. Aria looked up to see Lyr
Chapter 4 – The Blood Moon BattleThe lodge shook with the force of the howls outside.Aria’s heart hammered as shadows streaked past the windows, figures moving too fast, too wild, to be human. Snarls split the night, followed by the sickening crunch of teeth on flesh.She clutched the wall, frozen. Every part of her screamed to stay inside, to hide, to survive. But every crash, every scream, dragged her closer to the door.Kael is out there.Her hand hovered over the latch before the door blasted open.A wolf lunged inside—its fur matted, its eyes wild with bloodlust. Its size was monstrous, larger than any wolf should be, its maw dripping crimson.Aria stumbled back with a strangled cry. The beast’s gaze locked on her, and in that instant she knew: she wasn’t prey to be ignored. She was the target.The rogue wolf sprang.Aria threw herself to the ground, the beast’s claws raking across the wood where she had stood. Pain ripped up her arm where splinters cut her skin. She scrambled,