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Chains of Shadow

Rissa’s POV

The scream tore out of me, raw and feral, echoing against the jagged walls of the ravine. It cut through the choking fog, born of rage and terror, yet it could not loosen the chain locked around my waist.

The links sank deep, grinding against bone, each squeeze stealing the air from my lungs. Silver burned into my skin, leaving blood to trace hot lines beneath the ghost-light mist. The pain was sharp, but it was nothing compared to what I saw in front of me.

Mark dangled in the monster’s grip. Golden hair hung in matted streaks, his face smeared with blood. His body sagged, lifeless but not gone. Not yet. I could still feel him, but faintly. The bond between us, once blazing, sputtered like a dying ember. It flickered and thinned, threatening to vanish with every heartbeat.

“No. No!” My claws tore at the steel, sparks flaring where aura met chain, but each burst fizzled into nothing. These links weren’t ordinary. They swallowed my power whole, feeding on i
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  • Another Chance    Chapter Forty-Seven

    Chains of ShadowRissa’s POVThe scream tore out of me, raw and feral, echoing against the jagged walls of the ravine. It cut through the choking fog, born of rage and terror, yet it could not loosen the chain locked around my waist.The links sank deep, grinding against bone, each squeeze stealing the air from my lungs. Silver burned into my skin, leaving blood to trace hot lines beneath the ghost-light mist. The pain was sharp, but it was nothing compared to what I saw in front of me.Mark dangled in the monster’s grip. Golden hair hung in matted streaks, his face smeared with blood. His body sagged, lifeless but not gone. Not yet. I could still feel him, but faintly. The bond between us, once blazing, sputtered like a dying ember. It flickered and thinned, threatening to vanish with every heartbeat.“No. No!” My claws tore at the steel, sparks flaring where aura met chain, but each burst fizzled into nothing. These links weren’t ordinary. They swallowed my power whole, feeding on i

  • Another Chance    Chapter Forty-Six

    The Ravine of BloodRissa’s POVThe ground shook beneath my feet. Wolves poured from the trees, their claws ripping soil, their eyes glowing like lanterns in the fog. My pulse matched the rhythm of the chaos, but what gripped my chest wasn’t fear. It was fire.“Stay with me,” Mark growled, his back pressing against mine. His voice was ragged, raw, more beast than man. “They’ll try to split us apart.”“They’ll die trying,” I spat, my fangs flashing.The first wave came fast. A massive wolf lunged at me, froth spilling from its jaws. I dropped low, claws tearing upward into its throat. Blood sprayed hot, copper flooding my tongue. Another was already on me, jaws snapping for my shoulder. I pivoted, slammed my elbow into its snout, then ripped through its ribs with one savage strike. Bone splintered. The beast twitched and fell.Mark was a storm beside me. Every move is brutal and precise. He caught one mid-air and snapped its neck in his hands. Another circled to flank him, but his heel

  • Another Chance    Chapter Forty-Five

    The Walls Closing InRissa’s POVTorchlight burned my eyes, bouncing from steel to stone, catching every blade, every hard set jaw. The men filled the corridor like a wall of fire and shadow, their weapons gleaming as if the estate itself had cast them from its bones.For a heartbeat, my lungs forgot how to work. The alarms in my head fell silent, drowned out by the pounding of my pulse. Mark’s hand gripped mine, hot and steady, pulling me back from the brink of panic.He moved in front of me, shoulders squared, his golden hair catching the light of the flames. I had seen him this way before, the Lycan King stripped down to his purest form, feral and unyielding. Tonight that rage carried something sharper. Betrayal.These were not outsiders breaking our gates. They were guards. Men sworn to this house. Faces I had passed in the courtyard. Voices I had heard in council halls. Men who had bowed to Mark only days ago.Now they lifted their blades against him. Against us.“Mark,” I whispe

  • Another Chance    Chapter Forty-Four

    Betrayal WithinMark’s POVThe alarms ripped through the estate like blades, sharp and metallic, vibrating against my ribs. I had heard them before, but never like this—never with my blood already boiling, never with the certainty that something inside these walls was about to break.I pushed through the east corridor, my boots hammering against the polished floor. The storm outside clawed at the windows, rattling glass in their frames, but it was nothing compared to the storm brewing within. The closer I came to the west wing, the stronger the feeling grew. The house was no longer safe.Rissa.Her name burned through me. I had felt her unease for hours, the way her eyes darted toward every shadow, the stiffness in her shoulders whenever Eamon lingered nearby. Now, with alarms blaring and chaos crackling in the air, the thought of her facing it alone made my vision blur with rage.Shouts rose ahead, muffled at first, then the crash of wood and glass shattered the corridor’s stillness.

  • Another Chance    Chapter Forty-Three

    Chaos on the looseRissa’s POVThe air inside the estate pressed against my skin, heavy and suffocating, as though the walls themselves were bracing for what was coming. Mark’s words from earlier still clawed at my thoughts. He had stood so rigid, his jaw set, his shoulders tense, and I could see it in his eyes—he was carrying more than he let on.I wanted to demand answers, but deep down I knew this wasn’t the moment. Every step I took down the long corridor seemed to echo louder than it should, bouncing against the polished floors, betraying the storm boiling inside me. Something was shifting, not just in me but in all of us.When I reached the west wing, I froze. The silence there was different. Not calm. Not safe. It felt sharp, like a blade suspended above me. My senses strained as I scanned the corners, catching the faintest ripple in the shadows.That was when Eamon stepped out.He didn’t look the way I remembered him. His face was drawn tighter, fatigue carved deeper lines int

  • Another Chance    Chapter Forty-Two

    I’ll Fight For YouRissa’s POVThe silence after Mark left was heavier than the storm that had shaken the pack house earlier. I stood frozen in the same spot, staring at the door as if he might turn back, even though I knew he would not. My hands trembled as I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to cage in the ache that kept pressing harder against my chest.The room still carried him. That familiar trace of pine and smoke lingered in the air, the scent that had always meant safety. Now it only reminded me of absence. My wolf whined restlessly inside me, urging me to chase him, to bridge the gap before it widened. But my body stayed rooted. Mark needed space, and if I followed, I feared I would drive him further away.I sank onto the couch and pressed my palms into my face. The pack was still reeling from the elders’ betrayal, from the fracture that had nearly torn us apart. I was supposed to be the steady hand that guided them through the chaos, but instead I was unraveling. I had

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