LOGINRAFE
Luca was burning up, I could feel it even before I reached him, his scent was thick in the air, and more potent than anything I'd ever experienced. It wasn’t just sweat or heat. It was need it felt raw and overwhelming need and it was coming from him.
One second, I was fighting the urge to rip off any form of clothing I had left and drag him into my arms, and then the next, I was battling every instinct I had not to claim him right there on the grass.
Fuck, what was happening to us?
"Luca," I whispered, kneeling beside him, but he didn’t look up. His face was pressed to the dirt, and his entire was body trembling.
I touched his shoulder and flinched, he was burning.
I knew what this was, well at least I’d heard whispers about it from the older wolves, about the Omega Heat. The stories were mostly jokes or horror tales told during late-night runs to scare young wolves off, I never paid them much attention, until now.
Because Luca was going through it and I was the reason why.
The memory of last night hit me like a punch to the gut, the way I had lost control, how my wolf surged to the surface during the rogue attack, and how I’d bitten Luca. I told myself it was to protect him, to scare the rogue off, but deep down, I knew better.
My wolf knew what he was doing, he marked him....I marked him.
I hadn’t just protected Luca, I had started a bond, a fucking mate bond.
My chest tightened as Luca let out a soft moan, his hips were twitching against the earth and I cursed under my breath and forced myself to breathe through my mouth. His scent was doing something to me, It was like being drugged, and my body was responding without my consent.
I leaned closer to him, "I need you to breathe, okay? In through your nose, out through your mouth."
He nodded weakly, but when I tried to pull away, his fingers curled around my wrist.
"Don’t go."
His sounded voice cracked, needy and vulnerable, that was all it took for my resolve to waver, I laid down beside him, keeping a sliver of space between our bodies. We were close, but not touching, because If I touched him again, I know I wouldn’t stop.
"I’m not going anywhere," I said.
He rolled halfway toward me, his eyes glassy, like he held tears in them, "Why do I feel like this? Why does it hurt?"
I could lie, and tell him it was just a side effect of the shift, but he deserved the truth.
"I'm sorry, it's because of me, I bit you last night, I promise I didn't mean to... not like that. But I dunno my wolf recognized something in you and now.....now we’re bonded."
His eyes widened, "Wait, what?"
"Not fully...just partially, the bite triggered the bond, but we're not fully bonded, and now your body is stuck, it wants to finish what we started."
Luca looked like I had punched him. Then, as if broken from the inside, he pushed up and scrambled to his feet, backing away.
"You bit me? Rafe, you knew what that would do!"
I stood up slowly, hands raised. "I didn’t mean to! I didn’t even know what I was doing, the rogue was coming for you, and I just....I lost control."
His breathing hitched. "So what does this mean? That I'm yours now? Is that it? You know damn well bonding between male wolves is forbidden"
I swallowed hard, well the bond said yes, but I couldn’t tell him that.
"It means we're connected, but we don’t have to do anything about it, we can fight it."
He let out a bitter laugh, "You think I can fight this? You touched me and I nearly begged you to... to..."
His voice broke off, then he turned away, but not before I saw the tears brimming in his eyes.
"I can't do this," he whispered.
I took a step toward him, but he flinched, so I stopped.
"You don’t have to, we’ll figure it out, okay? No one has to know, we’ll keep it between us, we’ll stay away from each other until the bond fades."
But even as I said it, I knew it was a lie, the bond didn’t fade, not really. Not unless it was broken and to do that...
Luca looked over his shoulder, with an unreadable expression, "Do you think they’ll find out? About me?"
He didn’t say it out loud, but I knew what he meant, about being an Omega.
I hesitated, then shook my head. "Not if we’re careful, but your scent... it’s different now, it's stronger and we’ll need to mask it."
"How?"
"I’ll get you some scent blockers, just... don’t shift again not until we figure this out."
His shoulders sagged with relief, then tensed again almost in unison, and both turned at the sound of twigs snapping behind us.
Voices, multiple voices!
Pack members.
Luca's eyes locked with mine, and they were wide with fear.
"Act normal," I hissed, "And let me do the talking."
He gave a shaky nod.
A second later, Alpha Cain's son Caleb, stepped through the brush, flanked by two others, his eyes landed on Luca, narrowing almost immediately.
"What the hell are you two doing out here alone?"
Luca stiffened beside me and I met his gaze, but my heart was hammering, I put up a stern look and responded.
"We were training and lost track of time."
He didn't look convinced, his nostrils flared slightly. Then his gaze landed on Luca, and he smiled.
"You smell different, Luca, did something... change?"
Luca went pale and I stepped in front of him before I even realized I had moved.
"Back off."
Caleb raised a brow, "Relax, Rafe, I'm just making conversation."
But we both knew it wasn’t just that.
Caleb lingered a second longer, his gaze flicking between me and Luca like he was piecing something together, and it was too sharp for comfort, then he smirked.
“I’ll be sure to mention this little training session to my father and you know how much he hates secrets.”
Then they disappeared into the trees, their footsteps crunching under the leaves, but the tension didn’t leave with them.
Luca stood frozen, his breathing was shallow and I reached for him, but he flinched again.
My hand dropped, this bond was already costing us more than I expected, and as the last of their footsteps faded, a low growl built at the base of my throat.
Because I knew something now, they were watc
hing him and if I didn’t act fast, I was going to lose him.
LUCAThe cavern was a giant, gaping mouth of stone, and I was standing on its tongue.Torches flickered on the walls, throwing wild shadows, all around, on ledges and balconies carved from the rock, were the Kindred Rogues. Hundreds of them. Men, women, their eyes reflecting the firelight, watching me in complete silence. They smelled of pine, wet earth, and a wild, untamed magic.In the center of the cavern floor was a wide circle drawn in pale, glowing dust. That was where I stood, the Moon Trial ring.Kael, the rogue leader, stood just outside the circle. He was a big man with scars across his face. “The circle is charged with lunar ash.” he said, his voice echoing.“It will amplify what is in you, if you are what you claim to be, the moon’s power will answer, you will make the ash glow with your own light, you have until the moon reaches the shaft above.” He pointed upward.High in the cavern roof, a narrow shaft was cut, a perfect beam of cold, white moonlight shone straight do
RAFE'S POVThe cell was exactly what I thought it would be.Stone, damp and cold, chains thick and silver-laced, bolted to the wall, clasped tight around my wrists. The smell of mildew, stale water, and my own blood.My left eye was swollen, nearly shut from the guard’s fist, my ribs ached with every breath, but the pain was just light, the only thing that mattered was the bond.It was still there, a steady and humming warmth in my chest, Luca was alive. He was scared, but alive. I focused on it, letting it feed my anger, using the anger to burn through the cold and the hurt.They’d thrown me in here hours ago, after the fight in the tunnels. I’d taken three of Caleb’s goons down before a fourth got a lucky hit with a silver-weighted club. The world had gone dark, and I’d woken up here.The door was solid iron, with a small slot at the bottom for food. No window. The only light came from a flickering torch somewhere down the hall, casting weak, dancing bars of orange through the grat
LUCA'S POV“He’ll be back.” she said, her voice sad and fragile. “He doesn’t give up, he would use Rafe as a bargaining chip, they always use what you love most."“He wants to use me to kill his own father.” I said, the reality of settling strangely in my brain. It wasn’t about revolution, it was about patricide.“He wants to use you to take power.” she corrected. “Cain is just the obstacle in his way.” She turned to me, her expression grim. “The trial they have for you tomorrow… it’s real, the Kindred Rogues revere the old myths they’ll test your connection to the moon… If you prove it, they’ll protect you as a living relic. If you fail…”“I’m Caleb’s property.” I finished. The word tasted like dirt.“Do you know why you couldn't sense your alpha?" she asked, changing the conversation.“No, I don't mom.” I replied honestly.“It happens when your emotions are high, when you feel a connection strongly, and want to speak through it.” Her eyes were knowing, like she understood what I
LUCA'S POVThe cell was not what I thought it would be.It was a round room, like a stone well, with a trail of moonlight slipping down from high above.I woke up on a thin mattress, my body was still hurting from the dart, and my head felt thick with pain. But the bond in my chest was still there, a quiet signal linked to Rafe.I pushed up to sit alright, when I heard a very familiar voice that I thought was dead.“You’re awake.”I scrambled back forcefully, scared that I was hallucinating, when she stepped into the light. She was skinny, her clothes hanging loose. Her hair was a mess of black and silver.But her eyes… they were my eyes. Grey, and glowing faintly, eyes that I never forget anyway.My breath seized, and my sight blurred with disbelief. “But you’re dead….” I stammered.Her smile was sad. “I know.”“Mom?” The word sounded strange in my mouth.She nodded, a tear flowing through the dirt on her cheek, she didn’t come closer.“How?” I whispered.“The rogues didn’t kill me,
Rafe's PovMy wolf wanted to howl. It wanted to tear, to break, to sink its teeth into something and not let go.The silence after the rogues took Luca was worse than the fight. It was loud ringing sharply in my ears, a cold dread filled my heart, where the bond had been. But I could still feel him a thin, silent drag pulling northeast but it felt fragile and stretched.The river washed the blood from my shoulder but couldn’t touch the fury. I crouched, snatching the silver dart from the mud, its tip was coated with silver Wolfsbane, not for killing but for capture.“Rafe.”Zayne called as he stepped out from the tree line, his voice sounded hoarse,and there was a fresh cut above his brow.His eyes swept the clearing, the dart in my hand his face twitched, but he didn’t ask, he already knew.“Kindred Rogues.” He said, nodding his head sadly. “They are the marked ones, Rafe, they don’t hunt for sport. They hunt for power.”“They took him.” My voice sounded strange, it was filled with
RAFEThe forest had never felt so loud.Each crunch beneath my boots was a threat, and every rustle of leaves screamed a warning. I kept glancing over my shoulder, my instincts screaming at me that we were being followed even though we hadn’t seen anyone since we left my house.Luca walked a step ahead, his hood was pulled low, and his shoulders seemed tense. The moonlight made his hair glow silver, he didn’t speak, but I could hear his heartbeat, fast, uneven and matching mine.I wanted to reach for his hand, to ground us both. But that wasn’t an option anymore, not with the way our scents had changed.We reeked of bond.It clung to us....faint, but wrong and different. Anyone with a nose would notice it soon, and once they did, we were dead.Zayne’s sudden return hadn’t helped. He trudged behind us now, silent as a shadow. His presence gnawed at me, it felt alive, changed and haunting.He hadn’t said much when we left, just that we needed to move, and fast.Now, I couldn’t stop thin







