LOGINLara.Flashback continues…I stared at him, shocked. Alex was Skyler’s boyfriend? Okay, this was now making sense. He wasn't here because he wanted to just taint Riven’s image. He wasn't also here just for blackmail. He was here for a bargain."If he's your boyfriend, why don't you just tell him to stop?" I asked, trying to find my voice. "Why bring me into this?"Alex’s face turned stony. "Because if I tell him, he’ll fight me. Your Riven has seduced him to that point—to the point that he doesn't care about me anymore.But if you make things impossible for Riven—if you remind him of his duty, if you make him feel the weight of his father’s expectations—then he’ll pull away. Skyler won't have a choice but to come back to me.""And if I don't?" I challenged, though my voice was shaking.Alex leaned down, his face inches from mine. "If you don't, I’ll send these photos to the Alpha tonight. I’ll leak them to the whole pack. Riven will be exiled. You’ll be a laughingstock. And Skyler? He
Lara.Earlier that day....The locker room was busy, students trooping in and out of the arena. Murmurs everywhere.I reached for the handle of my locker. I had class, but my mind was occupied—fully occupied with Riven.He hadn’t talked to me for days. He wasn't taking my calls. And to make it worse, he was literally avoiding me.I was the future Luna, yet I felt like a ghost walking the halls of Silverfang High. I felt useless—more useless as the days went by.The coronation was approaching seriously close. Yet my Alpha didn't seem like he wanted me even for a minute.Even when I thought I could handle it, it had gotten unbearable. Now it was an ache I didn't know how long I could bear.As I pulled the door open, something white fluttered out and landed on my shoes.I furrowed my brows. Looking down, it was an envelope.I tore it open.There was a small yellow card in it.No name.Just a date, a time—**6:30 p.m.—**and an address: the school library, seat no. 555.On the back, in shar
Sky.It was like the world had stopped spinning. The lights in the room felt like they were burning my eyes. Kill him? I was supposed to kill the guy who just told me he loved me?My mate. My…“What? I should—” I tried to ask. For the first time, I wanted to know why.“He’s vulnerable. He trusts you. It should be the easiest kill of your career,” the Supervisor added.I looked over at Alex. He was watching me closely, a small, knowing smirk on his face.Even if I wasn’t seeing myself, I knew that my face had been drained of color. I was white now.“Is there a problem, Sky?” the Director asked, his voice losing its warmth.I looked at the image of Riven on the screen. It was a photo of him at school, looking serious and strong. I could still feel the warmth from last night. I could still hear him whispering my name in the dark cold of that mountain. It had been just a few hours.“No,” I lied, my voice sounding like it belonged to someone else. “No problem at all. I’ll get it done.” My
Sky.As I stepped out of the sleek black car into the family building after hours of riding, my legs were almost aching. I walked into the building.The familiar building was calm, clean, and white, every corner filled with secrets—secrets that shaped me into who I was.As I walked in, I saw them after months of not being here. My team. A few of them were my seniors, some younger than I am, but we all shared one task, one theme: struggle, survival.The guys stood up, clapping their hands. The sound echoed off the walls.“The man of the hour!” one of them yelled as I walked through.I smiled a small smile of acknowledgement. I would talk to them later, but for now, I had to find out the reason why I was here.But that’s not Stan. He would not let me pass unless he had made his comments.“Sky, you’re an absolute beast, man,” he commented, walking up to me and standing in front of me. He brought his hand out for a handshake. I took it.“Stan, long time no greet.”Stan was one of the peop
Sky.The silence on the mountaintop was so heavy that I could hear the blood rushing through my ears.Riven looked at me. His eyes were wide and raw, like he had just ripped out a piece of his own chest and handed it to me. He had said it. He didn’t just like me. He loved me.Me—Skyler Gale. A guy who had blood on his hands. A guy who wasn’t supposed to be here. Anywhere near him.I felt a sharp pang in my chest. My heart didn't just beat; it drummed. For a second, I couldn't breathe. I wanted to look away, to crack a joke—anything so that this moment would pass—but I couldn't.“I love you.” That word. I hadn't heard it for a long time. A word that, the last time I heard it, was from the shaky, dying voice of my parents."Say something," Riven whispered. His voice was shaky, the most uncertain tone I had ever heard coming from him. He looked like he was waiting for a blow to land.I looked at him—like really looked at him. The moonlight caught the sharp line of his jaw and the softnes
Riven.He surged me off the ground, carrying me almost at lightning speed, and in seconds, we were… somewhere.My eyes were blurry, unable to adjust thanks to the incredible speed he used to surge us from that place.Finally, my eyes started to adjust.We were at—I looked down.And my eyes caught something.People… lights, fire… a crowd…What the—“Skyler, is that the festival grounds?” I asked.He smiled, standing behind me. “Mhnnn.”“Where are—” I looked around. Then it clicked.Wait.“We are at the mountain top?” I asked.He smiled. “Yeah, we are.”Wow… that’s… wow. I looked at the view.It was incredible.“Wow. How did you get to know this place?”He stepped forward and stood beside me. “Let’s just say I know a lot of places,” he said, that cliché sentence he had been using so much lately.I slapped his arm jokingly. “Stop that nonsense.”He laughed.His eyes were down, watching. “The view is great, yeah?” he stated, more like asking.I nodded. “Of course it is.”He turned to me.







