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Chapter 18 Caught
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Alora's Windsong Chapter 18 Caught
Ryker stirred in the chair as he blinked awake. His eyes swept the room, sharp even through sleep, and landed on Blaise’s hand still locked, entwined with mine. His gaze narrowed, gold flashing like a storm, one heartbeat from breaking.I froze, my breath caught in my chest. My Instinct screamed at me to pull away, to drop Blaise’s hand, to tuck myself back under the covers before Ryker saw my need for my mate, written all over my face. My pulse rattled in my throat. But Blaise didn’t move. He wasn’t built that way. Nothing in this world would keep him from me.He sat there, his golden eyes steady, his thumb still brushing the back of my hand like it was the most precious thing in the world. He didn’t flinch, didn’t release me, didn’t even pretend.“I’m not hiding this,” Blaise said, his voice low but unshakable—meant for Ryker. “She’s mine, and I love her.” The words came with an unmistakable Alpha flare, a ripple of power that hummed over my skin.The air thickened. My heart hammer
Alora's Windsong Chapter 17 Rudy
Blaise was busy fixing breakfast while keeping an ear out for any sounds coming from his room, where I had been recovering for over a week now. That's when he heard soft giggles and a meow. Jenna prepared the tray and handed it to him, with a soft kiss on his cheek, as he made his way to his mate. He was her only son and would soon be Alpha of her Pack when she retired.****I woke to a soft tickle against my cheek. For a dazed second, I thought I was back home in my condo until a rough little tongue dragged across my chin and a sharp meow pulled me all the way into the morning. My eyes adjusted slowly. His precious face came into view.“Rudy,” I whispered, my lips curving even before my eyes fully opened. He pounced from my stomach onto my chest, demanding attention like only he could, batting at the blanket until I scratched him behind his ears.When I finally blinked awake, the room wasn’t my condo at all. Rough beams. The faint herbal smoke still curling from last night. And there
Alora's Windsong Chapter 16 — Becoming Aware
My body felt like stone, my head a dull ache, and every sound around me came muffled, distant. Voices drifted in and out—low, careful, speaking words I couldn’t quite catch. The sharp tang of crushed herbs lingered in the air, mixing with the faint curl of smoke from something smoldering in the corner.Heat pressed at my side, steady and protective, a warmth that wasn’t mine. My lashes fluttered, and when I finally forced my eyes open, the room slowly swam into focus.I wasn’t in my Condo, I dont know where this is.Rough-hewn beams arched above me, their wood darkened with age. A lamp flickered on the nightstand, throwing soft shadows across plastered walls. The quilt beneath my hands smelled of pine and something faintly wild. It was too quiet, too unfamiliar, and panic clawed sharp and fast in my chest.Then I felt it—his hand, firm against mine.“You’re awake.”Blaise’s voice was low, threaded with relief. He leaned forward in the chair beside my bed, golden eyes locked on me like
Alora's Windsong Chapter 15 Graduation Postponed
Tomorrow was supposed to be graduation day—caps and gowns, proud families in the gym, teachers shepherding lines of seniors to their seats. Instead, Ryker’s command rolled like thunder across the Pack link at dawn:Graduation is postponed until my daughter can stand beside her class and receive her diploma.The ripple was immediate. Hallways hushed. Students whispered at lockers, phones lighting up with texts and half-formed rumors. Teachers reshuffled schedules with tight, unreadable mouths. Parents on the group threads grumbled about travel plans and hotels—and then went quiet. No one challenged the Alpha. Not now. Not with the story already out: Alora was ill. And Alora wasn’t just another senior anymore. She was the heir.But Alora wasn’t in Ryker’s territory.She lay in a guest room of Jenna’s house, home and heart of the Rogue Pack that nested just beyond the southern ridge. The air was soft with steam and the bite of crushed herbs; a clay bowl smoldered in the corner, blue-gray
Alora's Windsong Chapter 14 — Old Wounds, Old Ties
For the first time in decades, Alpha Ryker’s composure shattered. His usual command, his fury, his impenetrable Alpha presence—all of it slipped away the instant his gaze locked on hers.“Jenna.”She stood framed in the doorway, her braid streaked with silver, her eyes sharp as ever but shining with tears. Time had etched lines into her face, but to him, she was unchanged. She was the girl who had once stood at his side, the woman who had once held a place in his heart.“Ryker,” she whispered, her lips trembling.And then they moved. No hesitation, no caution—only the force of thirty years collapsing into a single moment. They embraced, clinging fiercely, tears spilling unchecked. His broad shoulders shook once, hard, and hers followed as though they shared the same hidden grief.“You’re alive,” he breathed into her hair, his voice raw, stripped bare of Alpha steel.“You too,” she answered, clutching his jacket as if she might never let go. “I prayed… but I never thought I’d find you
Alora's Windsong Chapter 13 The Knock
By the time I reached the ridge, panic had moved into a living thing inside my head. The road up the mountain had been a ribbon of dark asphalt beneath my tires; I’d killed the engine and listened until the thud of my own pulse filled my ears.Someone could have followed me. Someone could have been waiting. I swung off the bike, every muscle humming, and crept the last few yards to the spot Jag had shown me. My hands shook as I checked the rocks, the underbrush, the edges of the tree line for cameras or drones. I hadn’t eaten all day—the hunger and the stress were hitting me hard—and my vision began to blur at the edges.“Alora?” His voice slid through like a ghost, close and urgent.I answered in my head, breath ragged. *Here.*I turned toward the sound, scanning the dark. He should be visible—Blaise always was—but he was a smear at first: dark hair plastered to his forehead, His black leather jacket clung to him, eyes molten gold even without light. Relief and shame landed together;
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