로그인🪷ISORA🪷The bonfire night was here and everyone was moving around the compound like busy ants, setting up torches and arranging seating and carrying trays of food and drink, without even questioning the absence of their Alpha.I had to give it to Garrick. He really did know how to keep everything together, how to smile and nod and deflect questions with the ease of someone who had been doing it for years. No one looked at him twice. No one wondered why Adrian was not there to light the first fire or welcome the guests or stand at the head of the celebration like he had every year before this one.Adrian was still unconscious. The healer had come the night Garrick shot him, had removed the arrows with steady hands and a grim face, had cleaned the wounds and stitched them closed and wrapped fresh bandages around his chest. He had said Adrian would wake up soon, that the medicine needed time to work, that the curse needed time to settle.But it had been two days, and he was still uncon
🪷ISORA🪷Hours later.It was barely dawn, and Adrian was still unconscious. The light outside the windows had shifted from the harsh brightness of midday to the soft gray of early evening to the deep black of night and now to the pale gold of morning, and the shadows in the room had grown longer and deeper before retreating into the corners.Garrick had him chained on the bed, heavy metal links wrapped around his wrists and ankles, the iron dark against his pale skin, and I had been standing in the corner watching for what felt like forever, my arms wrapped around my body, my eyes fixed on the rise and fall of his chest."What was that?" I asked, and my voice came out cracked and hoarse, my throat dried from hours of not speaking, from the screaming that had torn through it earlier, from the tears that had fallen and dried and fallen again. I sounded like a stranger to myself.Garrick looked at me after he finished clipping the last of the heavy metal chain into place, his hands movi
🪷ISORA🪷I ran out of the room with my heart literally in my mouth, scared to my bones in a way that I had not been since the night Nightfall burned.My legs were shaking and my hands were shaking and my whole body was trembling as I flew down the hallway, my bare feet slapping against the cold stone floor, my breath coming in short sharp gasps that did nothing to fill my lungs.I had learned that Adrian only lost control under a full moon. That was what he had told me, what Garrick had confirmed, what the curse demanded. But right there, sitting on his lap with his hands on my waist and his eyes on my face, everything had changed. The red rims around his irises, the way his claws had pushed through his fingers, the fangs that had scraped against his lower lip and drawn blood.He was losing control without the moon, and I did not understand how, and I did not have time to figure it out.He looked like he was in so much pain. His jaw was clenched and his muscles were straining and his
🐺ADRIAN🐺Now this was the Isora I had been waiting for.I had been waiting for my wildflower to go wild and she had finally gone feral.The hunger in her eyes when she talked about killing Asher, the flat coldness in her voice when she said she wanted him dead slowly, the way her hands had stopped shaking and her voice had stopped cracking and her whole body had gone still with purpose. This was the woman who had walked into my pack with hatred in her eyes and murder in her heart. This was the woman who had trained for four years to kill me.This was my mate.I nodded, keeping my voice low and steady even though something inside me was already coiling like a snake about to strike. "You will get every single revenge you seek, Isora." I meant it. Every word. Every syllable. "And even if you want to burn the world and every single pack and wolf in it, including myself, I will gladly hand you the match and dance in the flames for you. As long as you do not get hurt."She looked at me wi
🪷ISORA🪷"Why would your brother start a war over me?" I asked, and my voice came out smaller than I wanted it to, almost fragile, like the wrong word might shatter me. "I am nobody. I have no pack and no title and no power. I am just a servant who came here to—" I stopped myself before I said the words I had been trained to say for four years. I could not tell him that I came here to kill him. Not now. Not when everything between us had changed.Adrian's hand was still on my waist and his thumb was still tracing small circles on my hip and his eyes were still on my face, dark and impenetrable, like a fortress with no doors. "You are not nobody." He said, and his voice was a low rasp that vibrated through my chest. "You are mine. And Azrian wants anything I claim. He has always been that way. The pack. The title. Our father's approval. Everything I had, he wanted. Everything I touched, he tried to take."He paused and I felt his jaw tighten beneath my palm where my hand was resting o
🪷ISORA🪷Asher's eyes went wide when he saw me standing in the middle of his room, and I watched his gaze flick to the drawer where I had shoved the letters back into place before straightening up. It was quick, barely a second, but I caught it because I was looking for it, because now I knew what he was hiding, I saw everything he did through the lens of his betrayal."Sora." He said my name like he was trying to figure out how much I had seen. "What are you doing here?"I kept my face soft and my voice light, the same voice I had used with him a hundred times before, the same voice that had never made him suspicious before. "Oh, I came to look for you.""And you could not wait outside?" Nora scoffed from the doorway, her arms crossed over her chest and her eyes narrowed at me like I was something she had stepped in."Do not talk to her like that." Asher said, but there was no real heat in his voice. The irritation that used to be there whenever Nora got close to him, the automatic
🐺ADRIAN🐺Seeing that dead wolf was not normal.The moment my fingers touched its cold fur, the curse tore through me like a wildfire.Pain.Blinding, excruciating pain that started in my chest and spread outward until every nerve ending in my body was screaming.Killian
🪷ISORA🪷I waited thirty more minutes before making my move.My mind kept circling back to what I'd heard Beta Garrick say earlier.Medicine...full moon. Adrian is sick?What kind of sickness required medicine and had something to do with the full moon?I filed it awa
🐺ADRIAN🐺It wasn't that I wanted to protect Isora from Damon.I didn't care, actually.Damon used females as sex slaves, everyone knew that. His pack was notorious for it. And if he wanted to proposition one of my servants, that was his problem, not mine.Except it wasn't me
🪷 ISORA 🪷I struggled for air, my hands clawing desperately at his wrist, but Adrian's grip was iron.Unyielding. Merciless.Black spots danced at the edges of my vision. My lungs screamed. My body thrashed uselessly, my feet kicking at nothing but air.But what made it wo







