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BOUND TO HER WILL 🌟AFTERSHOCKS🌟
🩵RONAN🩵Ronan paced outside the healer’s quarters, his boots crunching against the gravel path as he rubbed the tension from his jaw. Inside, Cael lay unconscious, his body trembling from the remnants of Seraphina’s magic still bleeding from his veins. The scent of old blood and fire lingered in the air—proof of just how close they’d come to losing everything.His pack was shaken.And Talia…He turned toward the balcony above the west wing where her shadow passed behind a curtain. She hadn’t come down since they returned. Elia said she needed rest. That she was processing.Ronan knew better. She was afraid—of her power, of what it meant, of what it was turning her into.He understood that fear too well.“Ronan.” Elia’s voice called him back from the edge. She approached with her usual bluntness, but her eyes were softer than usual. “The council’s demanding a report. They want to know if the creature was a one-off, or the beginning of something worse.”“It’s both,” he said simply.Sh
BOUND TO HER WILL 🌟CAEL🌟
🩵Ronan🩵The wind shifted—cold and electric—raking across Ronan’s skin like a warning. Trees groaned under the strain of a force that had no name, and birds fell silent as if the forest itself was holding its breath.He walked beside Talia as they descended into the hidden valley, Elia and two sentinels at their heels. The place Seraphina had once used for ancient rites lay ahead, just past the bloodrock ridge. The scouts hadn’t returned since reporting the corrupted energy in the southern woods, and that silence ate at his gut like acid.“We’re close,” Elia murmured. “Can you feel that?”Ronan nodded grimly. “Something old lingers here. And angry.”Talia clutched her staff, but her expression was focused, not afraid. She’d changed over the last few days—grown sharper, quicker. And stronger. Even her magic moved differently now, threading through the air around her like a protective veil.“She’s watching us,” Talia whispered, her eyes narrowing toward the treeline. “I can feel her ga
BOUND TO HER WILL 🌟BLOODLINE🌟
🩵Ronan🩵The forest breathed around him—each leaf, each gust of wind laced with tension that buzzed beneath his skin. Ronan’s boots hit the muddy trail with practiced silence, his wolf senses stretched razor-thin. Behind him, Elia kept pace, her daggers strapped across her back, eyes sharper than usual.“She’s glowing again,” Elia said quietly.“I know,” Ronan muttered. “I felt it before she even opened her eyes.”“She’s changing, Ronan. And we both know what happens to people who carry that kind of magic without control.”He stopped at the crest of a ridge, eyes narrowing at the horizon where the mountain’s shadow loomed like a living thing. “She’s not like the others.”“Because you care about her?” Elia challenged.“Because she’s fighting it,” he said. “Every damn day. She doesn’t even know the full extent of what’s inside her, and she’s still trying to protect people.”Elia went quiet, jaw working as she looked toward the darkened sky. “Then we better make sure she has a reason to
BOUND TO HER WILL 🌟WHAT A MIX🌟
🐲The Beast🐲 The scent of her clung to the edges of his mind—faint but maddening. Even now, in the silence of the cave, he tasted her fear like sweet ash on his tongue. Not the same as before. It had changed. Grown sharper, more layered. Beneath it, something else stirred—resistance. Curiosity. Desire. He paced the perimeter of his den, claws scratching shallow grooves into stone. The firelight flickered, casting shadows across the low ceiling and wall carvings older than even his first memory. Magic lived in the stone here. Dark magic. His. Hers. Intertwined. He snarled, snapping at the void. That wasn’t right. It wasn’t hers. Not yet. But the link was forming. He'd felt it when she’d screamed beneath the trees, felt it claw through the tether Seraphina had knotted into his spine. The witch had summoned him to act—to track, to taste, to bind. But it was Talia’s cry that pierced the veil and woke something even deeper inside him. Something ancient. Something that knew her
BOUND TO HER WILL 🌟 CONFRONTATION🌟
🩵Ronan🩵 The scent of her was everywhere jasmine and ash, sweet and ruined. It clung to the pine needles, seeped into the wind, and stirred something wild beneath Ronan’s skin. He didn’t need a tracker to know where she’d gone. He could feel her like a pulse, like a whisper threading into his bones. “She left the wards,” Elia growled beside him, brows drawn tight. “Again.” Ronan didn’t answer. He was already moving. The woods parted for him, familiar and restless. The moon was fat and pale above, casting silver through the canopy, but there was nothing calming about its light tonight. It felt like a warning. Like the calm before a hunt. He found her sitting at the base of an ancient cedar, staring at nothing with haunted eyes. The air around her thrummed with power. Raw. Untamed. His wolf growled in response not in threat, but in want. She looked up when he approached, and for a moment, she didn’t flinch. That scared him more than if she had. “You’re not safe out here,”
BOUND TO HER WILL 🌟THE HUNTER BENEATH🌟
Chapter Twenty-Three 🩵Ronan🩵 The taste of ash hadn’t left Ronan’s mouth since the last vision. It clung to the back of his throat, a constant reminder that something was coming, something ancient, feral, and laced with vengeance. And it had Talia’s name written all over it. He stood at the ridge above Puya, overlooking the dark swell of forest that blanketed the mountains below. His breath steamed in the early morning chill, but the cold couldn’t anchor the heat writhing under his skin. Every cell in his body screamed in anticipation of a hunt, of a threat, of a choice he wasn’t ready to make. Behind him, branches crunched. He didn’t need to look. Elia’s steps were lighter than most, but he’d memorized the rhythm of her gait long ago. “She’s worried about you,” Elia said quietly. “Talia.” “I know,” he said. His voice was rough, too sharp around the edges. “I can’t shield her from this much longer.” “You’re not meant to,” she said, stepping up beside him. “She’s stronger than
BOUND TO HER WILL 🌟FIRE BENEATH THE SKIN🌟
Chapter Twenty-Two 🩵Ronan🩵 The morning sun hadn’t yet broken through the thick cloud cover blanketing Puya Ridge, but the clearing buzzed with energy. Dew clung to the high grass, and the scent of damp earth stirred something primal in Ronan’s blood. Talia stood across from him, her posture poised but hesitant, shoulders squared like she was determined to ignore the tension simmering between them. She wore snug black leggings and a fitted workout tank, and though she tried to look calm, he could hear the slight uptick of her heartbeat. She was nervous. Maybe not of him—but definitely of something. “Again,” he said, voice cool, commanding. She hesitated. Then lunged. He blocked easily, countering with a smooth sweep of his arm that sent her stumbling. She caught herself. Righted. Met his eyes. “You’re still leading with your left,” he said, circling her. “You're telegraphing every move.” “I’m trying,” she muttered. “This isn’t exactly second nature.” “You want to survive a w
BOUND TO HER WILL 🌟The Beast🌟
CHAPTER TWENTY-One 🩷Talia🩷 She hadn't realized how tightly her hands were clenched until Ronan touched her wrist. The world outside the reinforced glass of the library felt heavy, the night pressing in like a tide just waiting to swallow her whole. But his touch was grounding—just like it always had been. "You’re holding your breath again," he said softly. Talia let out a shaky exhale. "I keep expecting it to come crashing through the window." "It won’t get to you again," Ronan promised. His voice was steel and wildfire, every word laced with the kind of conviction that made her want to believe. But she knew better than to take safety for granted. She had the claw marks on her back to prove it. Ronan moved away to stoke the fire, the golden light casting him in flickering shadows. He looked restless, taut, like a predator who'd been forced into stillness for too long. Talia watched him, her fingers absently brushing the cover of an ancient tome she hadn’t really been reading
BOUND TO HER WILL 🌟NIGHTFALL🌟
CHAPTER TWENTY🩵Ronan🩵He watched her sleep for a moment longer, letting the quiet steady him. Morning light spilled across the bed, brushing over Talia’s skin like a whisper, soft and golden. Her breathing was even now, the strain of yesterday’s terror tucked behind her lashes. But it hadn’t left him. Not for a second.He stepped into the hall, shutting the door with a whisper-soft click behind him. Elias stood a few feet away, eyes sharp."You think it's one of Seraphina's?" Elias asked without preamble.Ronan nodded. "Something she summoned—or something she woke up. Either way, it’s hunting."Elias folded his arms. "And it wanted Talia."Ronan didn’t respond. The image of the beast dragging her into the trees still made his pulse spike. That thing hadn’t just been prowling—it had been tracking.“I want scouts on the perimeter. Stealth only. I want to know what it is, where it nests, how it moves. No engagements unless absolutely necessary.”Elias inclined his head. “And the girl?
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