I was abruptly pulled from my thoughts when a firm grip closed around my arm. I jumped, startled, and found Ray's large hand gripping my upper arm. I tugged my arm away, attempting to break free from his grasp. "Let me go.""So you can run off the moment the curse breaks? Not happening," Ray declared, pulling me toward the group. "You're staying right here until everyone has completed their shift. No early departures."I realized there was a good chance that Ray's wolf would compel him to shift as soon as he sensed the others transforming. He was new to this, and while he might resist the moon's pull, he probably wouldn't resist seeing his alpha shift.Jenny raised her hands, and dozens of golden bangles slid down her wrists, creating a melodious sound as they shifted and jingled. The group fell silent, their attention drawn to her. Even I found myself captivated by he
I stood there, paralyzed by fear, dreading that any wrong move might lead to a snapped neck or a wolf's jaws clamped around a vital artery. Then, Ray's fingers grabbed my chin, forcing me to meet his intense gaze. His eyes felt like they were probing my very soul. "You are my mate." It couldn't be true. The fates couldn't possibly be this cruel, pairing me with someone like him. It had to be a sick joke. In our pack, mating bonds were sacred and held deep significance. If a wolf was fortunate enough to form one, it usually came with increased strength and other benefits, possibly even the power to break curses. Ray must have known about that myth; he was likely trying to get in one last dig at me. "That's a messed-up thing to joke about, even for you." "I wish it were a joke," he admitted, his expression serious. "I wasn't certain until recently. As we got closer to the time you should have shifted, my wolf made it abundantly clear that we're meant to be together." My emotions ch
chapter 11: The Brutal EncounterAs the moon cast its silvery glow upon the rugged terrain, the trio of wolves stood before me. One of them, a formidable dark gray wolf, was the largest among them. He abruptly sprinted away, leaving me alone with the other two."So, he's making you do his dirty work?" I sneered, disdain dripping from my voice."Imagine the tales you'll pass down to your grandchildren. 'Hey, remember the time we killed Uncle Ray's mate?' You two are nothing but pathetic." My words carried a mixture of anger and defiance, culminating in a defiant spit in the direction of the wolf closest to me.In response, the creature emitted a low growl before lunging for my arm, clamping its teeth down with relentless force. Pain surged through me as I screamed, futilely attempting to wrench my arm free.However, my struggles only intensified the torment. Suddenly, the second wolf sank its teeth into my o
As the wolves released their vice-like grip, I found myself unceremoniously sprawled upon the unforgiving ground. My entire being throbbed with unrelenting pain, limbs aflame with searing torment, and my head pulsating in an agonizing rhythm.Blood and sweat had congealed on my skin, forming a repulsive, viscous layer, while the dirt, with cruel intent, invaded the open wounds that now marred my battered frame. The insidious threat of infection loomed ominously over me, a spectral harbinger of doom that would persist long after the immediate ordeal was over.Despite the excruciating pain that coursed through me, I refused to resign myself to death's clutches. I clung to a desperate glimmer of hope, telling myself that my wrist wasn't shattered, my back wasn't torn, and my arms bore no bite marks. It had to be my imagination running wild, right? Admittedly, I still felt as though I were teetering on
I had no intention of letting Ray believe he was the victim in this twisted scenario. "First of all, Ray isn't the pack alpha. Second, he doesn't bear the damn mark, or he'd have flaunted it by now.""Nobody else in the pack has the mark, so by birthright, he'll assume the alpha role," Billy argued."You're a real piece of work, you know that?" I retorted, my words dripping with disdain. "You act as if you're trying to help me, but you're just as complicit as them.""You know that's not true," he protested. "I'm nothing like them.""Is that so?" I shot back. "Then why were you absent when I was ten and Ray left me with two black eyes? Where were you when Julian shoved me down the stairs or cracked my ribs? Or that time you stood idly by as Ray held me underwater in the lake until I lost consciousness?"
As I conducted this frantic self-examination, a wave of disbelief washed over me. I had expected the pain from my prior injuries to linger for days, but there was no physical evidence of the torment I'd endured. Shifters were known for their remarkable regenerative abilities, but the speed at which my body had healed astonished me. However, I couldn't afford to dwell on this newfound resilience; I had more pressing questions."How long have I been here?" I inquired, my voice filled with a mixture of curiosity and unease, as I turned to Danielle for answers.Her confirmation that I'd been unconscious for nearly a full day caught me off guard. It seemed like mere hours had passed since I'd been in that cave, struggling for my life.My next question held even greater significance, "How long ago was the full moon?"The answer would determine if I had somehow evaded detection by my old pack, or if I was s
"No, you won't," Tony asserted firmly. "It's a three-day walk to the nearest town, and that's for someone who's healthy and has proper supplies.""I'll be fine, but I appreciate your concern," I replied."If you say so," Tony said, his tone nonchalant.I shook my head as I turned away, only to step on something sharp immediately. "Fuck me."I quickly grabbed my injured foot, wincing as I pulled the stick out of my skin. Could I ever go more than twenty-four hours without bleeding?"Like I said, you're not going to make it on your own," Tony remarked."Thank you for the astute observation," I retorted. Limping, I carefully took a step forward, determined not to turn back to the group."Tony, do the right thing," Danielle pleaded."She's practically the poster child for our community," Malcom added."Get back here," Tony sighed.Accepting help from strangers was the last thing I wanted, but I wasn't prepared to go out into the woods alone. I turned and looked at the trio. "You're not go
Disappointment colored my thoughts as I blinked my eyes open, taking in the dim surroundings. Tony sat perched on a weathered log, his gaze locked onto the enigmatic depths of the forest. The notion of slumber eluded me as long as he remained alert.Summoning my resolve, I ventured over and cautiously took a seat on the log, maintaining a respectful distance. "I understand you may doubt me, but I want to assure you that I'll leave as soon as I'm capable."With his attention still focused on the darkness ahead, Tony responded, "You won't be prepared for a while. You're stuck with us."The vague response left me irked, and I pressed for clarification. "What exactly do you mean by that?"He finally turned to face me and explained, "You're a shifter who doesn't know how to shift, and you have one of the most formidable packs actively searching for you."Disputing his claim, I asserted, "They're not looking for me. They believe I'm dead."His gaze fixed on me, Tony asked, "Did you sever th