Se connecterReuben didn’t speak immediately after that.The silence stretched between them, but this time it wasn’t heavy with anger… it was filled with something else. Something quieter. Something fragile.He exhaled slowly, his gaze lowering for a moment as if gathering what little strength he had left.“When Marcus woke up…” he began, his voice softer now, but not weak. Just tired. “When he came out of that coma…”A faint breath escaped him, almost like disbelief.“I thought… that was it. That everything would finally be okay.”Jackson didn’t move, but his eyes stayed fixed on him.Reuben’s lips pressed together briefly before he continued.“I thought we had survived the worst of it. That we could rebuild again… properly this time.”His fingers curled slightly against his palm.“And I was ready,” he added quietly. “Ready to tell you everything.”Jackson’s brows pulled together slightly.“About the bond,” Reuben said, lifting his gaze again. “About what you were to me.”The words settled betwee
Reuben stood still for a moment but his strength was fading he took a deep breath and sat on one of the sofas. The air between them was not as tense as before, as something had shifted in Jackson stare. His anger almost vanished there, and Reuben could see sympathy and warmth in his eyes, but it was mixed with something else… a deep emotion, and it was care. Jackson took a few steps towards him and sat beside him, he didn’t touch him, his chest rose and fell slowly, his eyes still locked on Reuben as if he was trying to see through him, trying to decide whether any of this was real or just another lie. “And then?" Jackson said again, quieter this time with a soft tone. Reuben nodded once, as if he had already accepted that there was no turning back now. His hands clapped together, his fingers curling slightly as he grounded himself. His voice, when he spoke, carried weight, not rushed, not defensive, just honest. “I knew the moment I saw you,” He said. “Not because of the bond, bu
Reuben didn’t move when Jackson grabbed his collar. The fabric of his shirt tightened under Jackson’s grip, his knuckles turning white with the force, but Reuben stood still, his eyes locked onto Jackson’s. There was no resistance in him, no attempt to break free, as if he had already accepted whatever would come next. Jackson’s breathing was uneven, his chest rising and falling sharply as anger and confusion twisted inside him, but beneath all of it… there was something else. He didn’t want to acknowledge it when he looked into Reuben’s eyes. He didn’t just see guilt. He saw deep pain, it was raw and now unhidden. “Talk,” Jackson said finally, his voice low but demanding. “You wanted me to listen… so tell me, I would listen to you." Reuben held his gaze for a second longer, as if searching for something in his eyes then slowly he reached up and removed Jackson’s hand from his collar. He didn't do it forcefully or aggressively, it was just… firmly. Jackson didn’t stop him but he
Reuben’s cabin. Jackson was standing right in front of his door. He didn't know why he had come here, but he couldn't stop himself. He was with patrol guards, and they left for their duty. And he came to Reuben's door.The bond had not let him rest for two nights; he couldn't sleep properly. The bond had pulled at him again and again, growing stronger with every passing hour, until ignoring it became impossible. But this was not why he was here.At least, that’s what he kept telling himself. This wasn’t about the bond. This was about answers and about truth, about the past that refused to stay buried.Jackson stopped and thought for a second before knocking on the door, he gulped and knocked, his gaze fixed on the wooden door. For a moment, there was no sound, the air around him felt heavy, thick with tension, like something was about to break.The two guards behind him exchanged a brief glance behind him but remained silent. Jackson motioned them to go away, then bowed their heads
Edwina stood near the window of her room, her arms wrapped around herself as she stared as a new day was upon The Black Thunder Pack. The sun rays filtered softly through the glass, casting a golden glow across her face, but the freshness of the morning or the rays of the sun didn't ease the darkness inside her chest. Edwina spent her nights looking after her little boy and waiting for Marcus in their room. But for the past two days, he never visited her once and her night got lonely, she had tried to ignore it, to convince herself that everything would remain under control. But today, he fear felt stronger.Isabey. The name alone was enough to unsettle her.Edwina closed her eyes for a moment, trying to push the thoughts away, but they only grew stronger. She had seen Marcus over the last two days. The way his expression shifted whenever Isabey was mentioned and the way his silence stretched longer than usual. The way his control tightened around something he refused to show. Marcus
The night in the Black Thunder Pack refused to settle even as the moon climbed higher into the sky. Marcus never thought his peaceful life would be disturbed so suddenly, he was ready for his wife's delivery and to spend his days with his son. But he didn't even get time to love him a little bit... His wife was taking care of their son and he can never thank her enough because it is because of her that he can work without any worry. Edwina was not only his wife but Luna of this pack and she is proving it by supporting her husband in every manner. Marcus was still in his office working, the pack house was quiet but nothing felt normal anymore, too many things had shifted in too little time, and at the center of it all was Jackson. Jackson stood near the window of his room, his broad shoulders tense as he stared out into the darkness. The training grounds were empty now, the usual noise gone, replaced by an unnatural silence that only made his thoughts louder, his fingers curled slowl
"Interesting! I was expecting something cheap from you, Louis." Marcus said. Louis growled and moved out of the circle. It was now Marcus against these ten warriors but Louis was not feeling any kind of fear in Marcus's body. "You will lose your ten men, it was not a good move, I was expecting you
Isabey opened her eyes. "Shit!" She muttered. Isabey saw a blurry scene before her eyes. But due to a dizzy head, she was unable to understand the situation. "Ugh, who?" She groaned but she didn't get a reply. Isabey then realized a wolf was dragging her inside the pack's borders. What the hell i
Louis entered the room. Isabey was sitting on the chair. Louis saw Isabey drowned in some deep thoughts. He felt it. She had been behaving a little strangely for a few days. She also has not visited the pack land for a few nights... Louis was happy that she was becoming normal. But she was not nor
Alpha Damien, Jackson, Edwina, and Reuben were sitting in the pack office. Reuben can see that Jackson was gritting his teeth. He hates him so much. He felt a fiery stare at him, but he didn't dare look into Jackson's eyes."Reuben, you have to tell us, all about this pack," Edwina said."Ahm..."







