ログイン🪷ISORA🪷 I watched Adrian fall to his knees, and something inside me snapped. Kira had been pacing beneath my skin since the moment Azrian appeared at the gates, her fury building with every taunt, every laugh, every time my mate's blood spilled onto the stone. But when I saw Adrian stumble, when I saw him struggle to rise, when I saw his hand pressed against his side and the blood seeping through his fingers, I could not hold her back any longer. "You promised me his death." Kira's voice was a snarl in my head, raw and ancient and filled with years of grief. "You swore on our parents' ashes. Now take it." I did not think. I did not hesitate. I shifted with the speed of light, my bones cracking and reforming, my body surging forward before my mind could catch up. My white wolf was faster than anything I had ever known, a streak of silver and fury that crossed the distance between us in the span of a heartbeat. The ground blurred beneath my paws, and the wind roared in my ears, an
🐺ADRIAN🐺 "Hello, brother." He said, his voice echoing in the silence. "Did I disturb your sleep?" The words hit me like a physical blow, and I felt my hands clench into fists at my sides. My body was screaming with every movement, the moon weakening me with every passing second. I could feel the cold sweat on my skin, could feel the way my hands were shaking, could feel the way my vision was blurring at the edges. Every breath was a struggle, and I could feel my heart pounding against my ribs like a trapped animal. The ground beneath my feet felt unsteady, and I could feel the fatigue settling into my bones like a heavy weight. I walked forward, my footsteps slow and deliberate, my eyes locked on Azrian's face. He was standing in the middle of the path, his arms spread wide, his body swaying slightly as if the effort of standing was almost too much for him. "You look weak, brother." Azrian said, his voice dripping with mockery. "The blood moon suits you. It makes you look almost
🪷ISORA🪷The moment Adrian said Azrian's name, I was fully awake. There was no grogginess, no slow transition from sleep to consciousness. My eyes snapped open and I was sitting up in the bed before I even realized I had moved, my heart pounding against my ribs, my body already responding to the danger I could feel in the air. The sheets were tangled around my legs, and I could feel the cold sweat on my skin from the nightmare that had woken him, the nightmare that had made him scream, the nightmare that had left him shaking and pale beside me.Adrian was standing at the window, his back to me, his shoulders rigid, his hand still holding the curtain aside. The blood red light from the moon spilled into the room, casting everything in shades of crimson and shadow. I could see the tension in his spine, the way his muscles were coiled like he was ready to spring into action, and I could feel the fear radiating off him like heat from a fire. He was terrified, and that terrified me. His h
🐺ADRIAN🐺I was ten years old again.The blood was warm on my hands, dripping from my fingers and pooling on the stone floor beneath me. It was thick and sticky, and I could feel it drying on my skin, cracking as I curled my fingers into fists. The smell of it filled my nostrils, metallic and sweet, and I could taste it on my tongue, copper and salt. Dead wolves surrounded me, their bodies twisted and broken, their eyes open and staring at nothing. The silence was the worst part. After the screams, after the chaos, there was nothing but the sound of my own ragged breathing and the slow drip of blood falling from my hands onto the stone.I recognized some of them. There was Marcus, who had taught me to hold a sword when I was five, his kind eyes now empty, his mouth frozen open in a silent scream. There was Lena, who had braided my mother's hair and always saved me an extra piece of bread at dinner, her body crumpled against the wall, her apron soaked red. There was old Thomas, who ha
👿AZRIAN👿The night I ran from my castle, I had nothing left.My army was scattered across the forest floor, their bodies cold and still, their blood soaking into the earth like a dark offering to a goddess who had never loved me. My allies were captured or dead. My mate was in my brother's arms, marked and claimed and gone forever. And my body was broken, the white wolf's light still burning through my chest like a brand that would never fade. The wound had not healed in the days since I escaped. It wept and burned and pulsed with a pain that made every breath a battle, every movement a fresh agony.Pain had never meant much to me. This one carved itself into my bones.I had been running for days, maybe weeks, I had lost count. The forest was a blur of trees and shadows, of cold nights and hungrier mornings. I moved from one cave to another, never staying long enough for Adrian's patrols to find me. They were out there. I could hear them in the distance, their boots pounding against
🪷ISORA🪷The morning light was soft and golden, filtering through the curtains and casting warm shadows across the bed. I was lying on my stomach, my face pressed into the pillow, my body heavy and sore and completely spent. Every muscle ached, and there was a deep, pleasant throb between my thighs that reminded me of exactly why I could not move. The sheets were tangled around my legs, and I could feel the marks on my skin where his hands had gripped me, where his mouth had claimed me.Adrian's arm was draped across my waist, his chest pressed against my back, his breath warm on my neck. I could feel his heartbeat against my skin, slow and steady, and I smiled into the pillow. His fingers were tracing lazy patterns on my hip."I cannot feel my legs." I mumbled into the fabric.His arm tightened around me, and I felt his lips press against the back of my shoulder. "You asked for HARDER." His voice was low and rough with sleep, a lazy growl that sent a shiver down my spine. I could fe
🪷ISORA🪷He did not answer right away. He just looked at me, his eyes moving over my face, my hair, my nightwear, the door to Adrian's room behind me. His jaw was tight and his hands were clenched into fists at his sides and I could see the anger radiating off him in waves."The Beta assigned me h
🪷ISORA🪷The door closed behind Adrian and I was alone in his bed with my heart pounding and my hand still raised in the air where I had been reaching for him. I lay there staring at the dark wood of the door, listening to his footsteps fade down the hallway, and I could not decide if I wanted to s
🐺ADRIAN🐺I wandered for three days after that night. I did not go back to the pack. I could not face what I had done, could not look at the widows and the orphans and the wolves who had lost their loved ones because of me. I walked through forests and across fields and along rivers, not knowing w
🐺ADRIAN🐺"Do you have a twin brother?"The words hung in the dark room and my hand stopped moving on her breast. My whole body went still. Killian went still. Even the air seemed to stop moving.I could feel her breath, shallow and fast, and could feel her heart pounding against my palm. She was







