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90 Instincts Awaken
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Beneath the Wolf Moon 90 Instincts Awaken
The morning after Savannah’s public ambush still buzzed in the air. The whispers hadn’t died down; if anything, they’d multiplied overnight. By the time I walked into the cafeteria, trays clattering and chatter bouncing off the walls, I felt the weight of a hundred curious stares pressing on my shoulders.Some were impressed. Some are skeptical. Some are hostile. But all of them were watching.Jaxon leaned casually against the far wall with Lucas, his arms folded, gaze sweeping the room like a sentry. He looked infuriatingly calm, but I knew better. Beneath the relaxed posture was a wolf pacing, restless. For once, though, he wasn’t hovering at my side. He was letting me stand on my own—an unspoken acknowledgment that I’d earned that right yesterday.Still, his eyes tracked me as I crossed the room, a silent tether humming between us.I had just taken a seat when it happened. A prickling sensation crawled up the back of my neck, sharp and sudden, like icy fingers brushing my skin. My
Beneath the Wolf Moon 89 Public Confrontation
The hallways of Westbridge High buzzed louder than usual that morning, a hum of voices carrying a current of anticipation. I could feel it the moment I stepped through the front doors, a ripple of energy crawling across my skin, sharper than the normal sting of gossip. Something was brewing. And from the way people’s gazes kept darting between me and the end of the hall, I knew exactly who was behind it.Savannah.Her perfume wafted ahead of her before she even appeared, a heady floral mix that made my stomach churn. She’d chosen her usual battlefield attire—perfect curls, red lipstick sharp enough to cut, and a smile that promised carnage. Her group of followers trailed behind her, whispering in hisses and giggles, eyes locked on me like I was the prey in some twisted hunt.I gripped the strap of my backpack tighter, forcing myself not to shrink, not to let her see the nerves skittering inside me. Jaxon’s voice echoed in my mind, steady and firm: “Confidence, Avery. Never let them sc
Beneath the Wolf Moon 88 Pulled Together
The night smelled of rain. Damp earth, pine, and something sharper I couldn’t quite name. It clung to my skin as I moved through the trees, keeping low, following Jaxon’s lead. The mission wasn’t supposed to involve me—I wasn’t officially part of the pack, not really—but Jaxon had let me come.“Observe,” he’d said, his blue eyes locking onto mine with that unspoken warning: don’t push me.Except observing was impossible when every sense in me hummed like live electricity. I could feel the others—pack members moving silently around the perimeter, their presence brushing against the edge of my awareness. But Jaxon’s presence was louder. His body moved ahead of me with effortless power, muscles coiled, every step purposeful. I couldn’t look away, no matter how much I told myself to focus on the mission.We were tracking something. Or someone. The outsider Savannah had allied with hadn’t disappeared completely after the last skirmish. There had been signs—broken branches, odd scents, and
Beneath the Wolf Moon 87 The Enemy Within
The morning after Lucas saved me, I woke with a restless energy humming under my skin. Sleep had been shallow, broken by flashes of glowing green eyes and the sound of claws scraping against wood. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw that outsider’s sneer. His words echoed in my head: This isn’t over.But beneath the fear was something else. A spark of determination.Because last night hadn’t ended with me cowering in Jaxon’s shadow. I had stood my ground and fought back—maybe clumsily, maybe with nothing but a stick, but I’d fought. And Lucas had trusted me enough to tell me the truth: that Savannah wasn’t working alone.By the time I arrived at the pack house later that day, my resolve had hardened.The house was buzzing with unusual energy, bodies moving in tense rhythm. Even without being fully part of their world yet, I could feel the undercurrent of unease. Jaxon was in the center of it all, issuing orders in that commanding tone that made everyone listen. His eyes softened when t
Beneath the Wolf Moon 86 A Shadow in the Dark
The night had been still, almost too still, the kind of silence that pressed on your eardrums until you swore you could hear your own heartbeat echoing in your skull. I had slipped out onto the back porch of the Carter estate, needing a breath of fresh air after yet another tense evening with Jaxon.He hadn’t meant to scare me earlier; I knew that. His anger came from fear, from the unbearable pressure of trying to protect me while balancing everything else. Still, the weight of his words lingered on my chest, heavy and complicated.The cool night air brushed across my skin, carrying the crisp scent of pine and damp earth. I wrapped my arms around myself and stared into the treeline, the shadows deepening beneath the branches. At first, I thought it was just my imagination—the way the darkness seemed thicker, heavier—but then my instincts flared.That strange, gut-deep awareness I had begun to recognize as more than human prickled along my spine. My pulse quickened.Someone—or somethi
Beneath the Wolf Moon 85 Tension Between Desire and Duty
The moonlight spilled across the forest clearing like liquid silver, catching in the strands of Jaxon’s dark hair as he stalked ahead of me. His shoulders were tense, every muscle in his back rigid beneath his black shirt, the Alpha aura simmering in the air around him. I could feel it pressing against my skin, hot and sharp like static before a storm.I tried to keep up, but his strides were longer, his frustration fueling each step. Leaves crunched beneath my boots, the sound impossibly loud in the thick silence that stretched between us. Finally, when I couldn’t take the silence anymore, I blurted, “You can’t keep doing this, Jaxon.”He stopped so suddenly that I nearly walked straight into him. He turned, eyes flashing gold in the moonlight, and for a moment, I saw not just Jaxon Carter—the boy who had kissed me once and then shoved me away—but the Alpha heir, dangerous and dominant. His voice was low, taut with barely leashed control.“Doing what, Avery? Keeping you alive? Making
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