MasukCHAPTER 2 - CAST OUT
Father!” I shouted, rushing from searching my room. My whole body was in chaos. My hands would not stop quivering. My voice not sounding the way they used to got loud, it bounced off the walls.
He was already standing by the table, where the candle burned really low. He kept a hard face, darker than the shadows around him. His eyes were keen, like he didn’t even know me. His arms folded tight.
“Lena,” he said. Just my name. Cold.
His eyes narrowed more. “Where were you last night?”
I froze. I opened my mouth, stayed silent. Then I whispered, “At Emori’s. I stayed there.”
His jaw set hard. His voice turned sharp. “You shouldn’t have. Don’t go running to others. Leave me alone, Lena.”
As if the whole was was turning against me with the words I keep hearing from the people I love. I held onto his arm like I would fall apart without it. “Why is this happening to me?”
Tell me! That fire—what was it? I didn’t mean to do any of what I did yesterday night.I don’t even know what I did!”
He pulled his arm away fast, like my touch hurt. His jaw more firm. He looked past me, not at me.
“Answer me!” I cried. My voice broke. “They all looked at me like I was something wrong back at the hall. I’m not a monster, am I? Please tell me I’m not.”
Silence.My breathing was shaking
Then he opened his hand. A chain dangled down. A silver chain with a dark stone. Cold, black, shining in the candlelight.
“Wear this,” he said.
I stared at it. “What is it?”
“It will keep you safe.”
Safe. That word stabbed me. My lip trembled. “Safe from what?”
His eyes narrowed. “Just wear it, Lena.”
I carried it. My fingers shook as I slipped the chain over my neck. The stone dropped heavy against my chest. Cold. Too cold.
I looked at him, waiting. Waiting for him to hug me. To say I’d be okay. But he stepped back.
My stomach sank. “Father?”
His lips lifted slightly into something like anger. His voice cut sharp. “Get out.”
My breath stopped. “What?”
“Leave,” he said. His tone was like steel. “For good. Do not come back.”
I shook my head fast. “No… no, you don’t mean that. You raised me. I only have you. You can’t—”
“I said leave!” His voice boomed. The walls shook. “Before worse comes.”
Tears burned hot in my eyes. I stumbled closer. “Please, don’t do this. Don’t throw me away. Don’t make me nothing.”
He turned. His back to me. His shoulders stiff. His voice cold. “Go.”
My legs gave out. I dropped to the floor. The pendant clinked against the stone. My hands shook as I held it. My sobs filled the room.
“Father!” I screamed. My voice echoed and broke. But he didn’t move. He didn’t turn.
The door slammed. I was left alone.
That night I couldn’t breathe. My bed was cold. Too big. Too empty. I curled into myself, clutching the pendant. It burned into my skin. My tears soaked the sheets.
I shut my eyes.
Darkness pulled me under.
I was standing in black water. My feet sank deep, the mud pulling me down. The air was ice. Silver light burned across the sky, brighter than any moon I had ever seen.
Voices whispered all around me.
“Fire. Fire. Fire.”
The word echoed over and over, chilling and hot at the same time. My skin prickled. The black water rippled, then began to glow. The ripples turned silver. Flames rose up, silver flames, curling around my legs.
Moonfire.
It should have hurt. But it didn’t. It hummed against my skin, warm and alive, like it was breathing with me.
“Father?” I whispered. My voice was small, shaking. “Why did you leave me? I didn’t mean it. I don’t want to be alone.”
The flames roared higher. A shadow moved inside them. Massive. A wolf. Its fur shimmered like liquid silver. Its eyes glowed white. Its teeth flashed sharp.
“You are mine,” it growled, the sound rolling like thunder.
I stepped back, water splashing around me. My chest heaved. “Mine?”
Its voice wrapped around me, deeper than the whispers, stronger than my father’s rejection.
“They rejected and cast you out. But I claim you. You carry my fire. Moonfire. You are not alone.”
I gasped. My hands glowed silver. The flames spread higher, wrapping me, pulling me closer to the great wolf.
My heart pounded. “What am I?” I screamed into the fire. “What did you make me?”
The wolf’s eyes narrowed, endless and bright.
“You are the flame they fear. You are the fire they cannot kill.”
Its howl split the sky. The fire expanded., covering me whole.
I woke up gasping, drenched in sweat. The pendant on my chest glowed faint, like it had carried the dream back with me.
The moonlight from the window lit the edge of my bed. My heart was hammered. My father’s voice still echoed in my head—leave me alone. But under it, another voice lingered, louder.
You are mine
Morning came. I packed a bag. I went to the gates. My feet touched the path out.
But I froze. My legs wouldn’t move. My heart squeezed.
I turned back. The houses. The trees. The pack. My people.
I whispered, “I can’t leave them.” My throat hurt. “I can’t leave him.”
My steps turned back.
And then I saw them.
By the training yard. Damien. Tall. Strong. His hand brushing Selene’s arm.
Her pale hands pressed against his chest. Their faces close. Too close.
My breath caught. “No…”
Selene’s laugh rang out. Sweet. Fake.
Damien lowered his head. His lips touched hers.
The kiss.
My stomach dropped. My fists clenched.
They didn’t see me.
My eyes blurred. My heart cracked open.
Selene smiled against his mouth. “She’s nothing, Damien. Nothing but a stain. You chose right.”
Damien’s jaw tightened. His hands balled at his sides. But he didn’t stop her. He didn’t say no.
I stumbled back. My chest shook. My teeth bit my lip till it bled.
“No one wants me,” I whispered.
Heat rose inside me. Hotter.
My wolf growled deep in my head.
“Burn,” she said.
I shook my head hard. “No. Not here. Not now.”
But the rage grew. My whole body shook.
I turned. I ran. My steps pounded the ground. My heart screamed. The pendant burned against my skin.
Behind me, Selene’s laughter floated like a cloud.
I ran faster.
The gates blurred. The
houses vanished. The pack fell behind.
The forest loomed ahead, black and endless.
I didn’t stop.
I ran into the trees and let the darkness swallow me.
I didn’t tell Kael about the eye. I told myself it was nothing. A leftover blink from nerves. A ghost. I told myself a lot of things while we packed what little we had, while Kael kicked dirt over our prints and made me drink water even though it sloshed in my gut. None of it mattered. The tug in my chest did. Thin as thread. Mean as a hook.“Eat,” he said, handing me a strip of jerky.“You say that like it’s a spell.”“It is.”I chewed. It tasted like salt and leather. My hands had mostly stopped shaking. Mostly.“Where?” I asked.“Upstream. Then east.”“Not north ridge.”“No.”“Because we’re not dancing to his song,” I said.“Because I’m not handing you to him,” he said.I didn’t know what to do with that, so I tucked it with all the other things I wasn’t ready to hold and followed him.We moved. Kael kept us off trail, favoring stone and water, doubling back until even the birds seemed confused. The forest thinned. Light sifted through in tired sheets. When the creek split into thre
The first pair padded into the clearing like they owned my bones. Patchy coats. Ribs like warped fence slats. Wrong-yellow eyes that caught the light and held it. More shadows slid behind them, low to the scorched grass.Kael didn’t look at me. He brushed my wrist once, silent, steady. “Count,” he said.“Eight,” I whispered. My throat clicked. “Ten. No, twelve.”“Good.” His shoulders rolled loose, like he didn’t have tendons. “They’ll split us. Don’t let them.”“Sure. I’ll ask nicely.”His mouth twitched. “You can bite.”“Ha.”Silver heat licked my spine like it had been waiting. The burned circle felt smaller than it had all morning, like the ground remembered me. Like it was listening to see if I&rs
I woke up with dirt stuck in my hair. Not just a little — full-on gritty clumps. When I sat up, some of it fell in my lap.Everything still smelled like smoke, like the night had been burned into the ground and into me.For one crazy second I thought maybe I’d dreamed it all.Then I saw the big black scorch mark in the clearing and my stomach twisted hard.Right. Not a dream.The rogue bodies were gone, though. Dragged away. Which meant Kael had been awake. Busy. Watching.“You’re finally up.”I jumped and shouted on top of the bed, with my heart beating so fast and loud.Kael was resting his back against a tree, arms crossed over his chest like he’d been waiting for me there the whole time.“You creep!” I yelled, clutching my blanket.
Everything felt too fast.Kael’s words were still in the air — not Kael, Kaelion, last son of the Lycan throne — when my whole chest just went boom, like BOOM-BOOM-BOOM and suddenly it was all fire, fire everywhere.I couldn’t even scream. My wolf did it for me, howling so loud in my head I thought my skull would crack open.And then it was all silver.Silver light on my arms, silver on the ground, silver everywhere and I was so hot and I thought this is it I’m burning alive I’m actually going to catch fire.“Lena!”Kael grabbed me, and wow he was strong, too strong, I couldn’t even move if I wanted to. His claws dug into my arms — not enough to hurt but enough to make me stop thrashing.“Breathe!” he shouted, and it was so loud it cut through the sound of my wolf screaming. “Hold it together, little wolf!”Little wolf.Why did that make me want to cry?“I CAN’T!” I screamed back, because I really, really couldn’t. My chest was too tight and there was too much fire and I couldn’t get i
What did you remember?” I blurted.My voice cracked and echoed too loud in the cave and I instantly wished I could swallow it back down but I couldn’t. The training place was so quiet. The atmosphere felt cold, like the kind of cold that gets stuck in your nose.The fire we left burning from training popped softly, and I stared at it because looking at Kael’s face made my stomach twist.“Kael?” I said again, voice smaller this time. “Why aren’t you talking? What did you mean?”Kael didn’t move at first, just sat there, head down, eyes shining weird in the firelight.Finally, his mouth moved. “I remember who I am.”Then nothing.Like, completely nothing.This made me wanted to scream just to fill the quiet.“Say something,” I whispered, standing from where I knelt down. “Please.”Kael stood up really fast I flinched , caught unaware and my heart nearly jumped out of my chest.“Kael!” I squeaked, scooting back a little. “You’re scaring me!”He didn’t answer. He just paced back and forth,
CHAPTER 5 — The Weight Of Betrayal.They walked in silence until Lena’s voice broke through, sharp enough to prick.“You want to know what I was doing out there?”Kael glanced, but said nothing.She forced the words out, one by one, her throat tight. “I was running. From them. From him. From everything I thought was mine.”His steps slowed.“My father turned his back on me. My best friend betrayed me. And Damien—” She bit the name like it poisoned her mouth. “The love of my life chose someone else. Chose Selene. In front of everyone. Laughed at me with her lips on his. And the pack…” She shook her head, tears cutting down her cheeks. “They all looked at me like I was dirt. Like I didn’t matter.”Her voice broke into a whisper. “And Selene. She doesn’t just hate me. She wants me gone. She wants me erased.”Kael stopped walking. His silver eyes caught hers in the dark. His voice was steady, without edge or softness. Just truth.“She does want you dead.”Lena’s stomach clinched “Why?”“I







