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Beneath the Howling Pines Ashes and Echoes
The moon rose like a wound in the sky—red, bloated, and watching.It wasn’t full yet. That would come in four days. But tonight marked the edge of the turning, the cusp of the convergence. The night the magic would either bend to our will… or break us entirely.I stood at the edge of the glowing circle, breath shallow, heart hammering against my ribs like it wanted out. The blood rite symbols etched into the dirt were still glowing, pulsing in time with something ancient beneath the soil. Something that had seen this before. A long time ago.Silas stood across from me, dressed in dark ceremonial leathers, the high collar of his coat open enough to show the twin crescent marks over his collarbone—where I’d bitten him. Where the bond had first taken root.His eyes were calm.Too calm.“You ready?” he asked.I didn’t lie.“No.”He gave a small, bitter smile. “Me neither.”We stepped into the circle.Immediately, the air shifted. Magic thickened like smoke, dragging across my skin, making
Beneath the Howling Pines To Spill or to Burn
The clearing looked different now.It had been a place of warmth once. Of quiet moonlight and aching promises, of soft lips and racing hearts. Now it felt… hollow. Not empty—never that—but expectant. As if the earth itself was waiting for what would be spilled upon it next.Blood. Magic. Memory. Love.Maybe all of it.I stepped into the grass, my boots brushing against early summer wildflowers that had no idea they were growing atop ancient bones. Nyx stirred in my chest—uneasy. Alert.Silas followed a few paces behind. He moved like a shadow on the wind, always watching. Always measuring risk.We were alone, but I knew the warriors were posted nearby. The elders insisted we not come here unguarded now—not with the cursed wolves advancing.I hated the feeling. Being watched. Protected.I hadn’t felt like a fragile thing in a long time. I didn’t want to start now.“What are you thinking?” Silas asked softly behind me.I turned, meeting his eyes.“That I used to dream about this place.”
Beneath the Howling Pines The Broken Howl
Vyre – The Cursed WolfThe hunger never stopped.It lived inside her like a second heartbeat—older, colder. It wasn’t the kind of hunger that food satisfied. It gnawed at the core of her, insatiable, coiling around memory and instinct until she no longer knew where it ended and she began.If she was even anymore.She’d forgotten her birth name.Forgotten the shape of her mother’s face, the cadence of her old Alpha’s voice. But the howl of her mate? That scream still echoed. It always did—trapped somewhere between her ears, replaying like a curse inside a curse.She had begged the Moon Goddess that night.Begged for mercy, for strength, for something that could make the pain mean something.And the curse had answered.It had slipped into her like fog, like a lover, like a lie wrapped in comfort. It gave her power. Rage. Purpose.It took everything else.Now, Vyre stood at the crumbling edge of what was once the Blackmoor estate, surrounded by decay and the stink of old blood. The Earth
Beneath the Howling Pines Before the Storm
The sky was the color of iron.Storm clouds gathered on the horizon, but no rain fell—only wind, hot and sharp as a blade, sweeping through the trees like a warning. The air buzzed with static, and the scent of pine was thick enough to choke on.Something was coming.And every bone in my body knew it.“Again,” I barked, catching Mara’s blade with mine and twisting hard to the left.She grunted, recovering quickly. “You’re gonna break my damn wrist.”“Better mine than your neck,” I shot back.We moved fast—strike, parry, duck, pivot. The ring of steel-on-steel echoed through the clearing. Around us, warriors practiced in rotating shifts, sweat and magic heavy in the air.The pack was readying itself.And so was I.I was no longer training as the Alpha’s daughter, or even as Silas’s mate. I trained because I had to lead. Because people would die if I failed.Because the curse wanted me alive—but only so it could wear my skin.“Break,” Mara called, stepping back and sheathing her trainin
Beneath the Howling Pines A War of Blood and Bone
I didn’t return to camp until the sun was high.By then, the pine shadows had thinned and the air carried that heavy stillness I’d come to associate with approaching storms—not weather, but war.The warriors watched me when I stepped past the perimeter. Not with suspicion. With expectation. Word had spread. Elena and I had sealed the bond. The cursed wolves had come to our border. And everyone was waiting to see what I would do next.What I would become.Elena wasn’t in the clearing. She was training somewhere, or maybe running—she always ran when she needed clarity. And if she’d seen what I saw last night in my cousin’s eyes… I didn’t blame her for staying gone.Because I wasn’t the same man she kissed at the spring.Not anymore.I headed straight for the elder lodge. The guards parted without a word, and the door creaked closed behind me like the forest itself was holding its breath.Elder Kiera looked up from a map strewn across the center table. Elder Ronin stood beside her, arms
Beneath the Howling Pines The Shadow I Was Born From
Elena didn’t follow me when I left the spring.I think she needed time.I needed it too.Because now that the truth was out—raw and jagged between us—I could no longer pretend I didn’t know what had to be done.The curse had used us as a key.And I’d left the damn door unlocked.I moved deeper into the forest, past the Ashfang perimeter where the wards were thinnest. Not because I wanted space—but because I needed distance to think. To feel. To remember what I was before her.Before hope got involved.My wolf paced beneath my skin, tense and watchful. He hadn’t spoken since the bond was sealed. Not truly. But now he stirred.You know what they’ll ask of you, he said.I clenched my jaw. “I know.”Would you do it?I didn’t answer.Because we both knew what he meant.If it came down to choosing between saving Elena… or destroying the bond to starve the curse—Would I do it?Would I survive it?A twig snapped behind me.I spun, claws half-formed, but the figure who emerged from the mist w
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