MasukJuneSilence.Nothing but silence.I squeeze my eyes shut harder, frustration twisting tighter inside my chest while sweat slides down the back of my neck. My breathing comes heavier now, not from physical exhaustion but from pure irritation.“Come on,” I whisper internally. “Please.”Nothing answers me.Not even a flicker.The training field feels strangely too quiet despite the distant sounds of protectors sparring farther away. Dust clings to my skin from where I have been sitting cross-legged in the grass for nearly an hour trying to do the one thing Caleb keeps telling me should become easier with time.Calling my wolf.Except apparently my wolf enjoys humiliating me.Because ever since she started speaking inside my head nonstop, she suddenly disappears the moment I actually need her.I try again.I reach inward the way Caleb taught me. Toward the bond. Toward the warmth I know exists inside me. Toward the place where I felt her so strongly the night he marked me.Still nothing.
JuneThe mark on my neck still feels warm.Every time I touch it, heat spreads through me all over again, followed immediately by the bond wrapping around my chest like something protective and impossibly comforting. Even now, hours later, I can still feel Caleb through it. His emotions brush against mine in quiet waves. Possessiveness. Relief. Affection.Mine.My wolf practically purrs every time that thought crosses Caleb's mind.The problem is that I still have not marked him back.And the longer that fact hangs between us, the more anxious I become.Not because I do not want to.God, I want to.That is the problem.My fingers brush lightly over the mark on my neck again, while my stomach twists itself into knots.Caleb trusts me completely.He keeps acting like there is nothing to worry about, like I am incapable of hurting him, but he does not understand what my wolf is capable of when she loses control. I do. I have seen the damage she can do.And I cannot risk that with him.No
JuneHis hand slides slowly down my back, pulling me closer against him until I can feel the hard warmth of his body surrounding mine completely. The bond between us hums stronger with every passing second, almost like it is reacting to every touch, every breath, every emotion pouring between us.I feel it everywhere.In my chest.In my pulse.In the strange ache inside me that no longer feels painful.Caleb kisses me like he is trying to memorize me. Like every second matters to him. His lips move against mine slowly at first, then deeper when I lean into him without hesitation. My fingers curl against his shoulders as warmth spreads through me so intensely that it almost makes me dizzy.No one has ever touched me like this before.His forehead presses briefly against mine as he breathes heavily, his eyes dark and fixed on my face. I can feel his wolf pressing hard against the surface now. I feel him through the bond almost as clearly as I feel Caleb himself.Possessive.Protective.
JuneHis body goes completely still.Not just surprised.Still in a way that makes the air between us feel charged.At the same time, his hold around me tightens instinctively, pulling me closer against his chest. I can hear the sharp change in his breathing as I slightly turn my head to look at him.And the look in his eyes almost steals the breath from my lungs.They are darker than I have ever seen them before, his wolf sitting so close beneath the surface that the intensity of it wraps around me completely.“Do you know what it means when a wolf exposes its neck to another wolf?” he asks roughly.Each word sounds strained, like speaking itself takes effort right now.I stay quiet, watching him carefully.“It means submission,” he says.His fingers slide slowly along the side of my neck, tracing the skin there with a touch so light it sends a shudder rushing down my spine.“You are submitting to me.”My eyes flutter closed for a second.Not because I am afraid.Because my wolf like
JuneBy the time the guys return, the front door barely stays shut for more than a second before the entire house fills with movement and voices again.Aurora is already halfway across the living room the moment Lucas walks in. He catches her easily when she throws herself at him, one arm wrapping around her waist while she immediately starts talking over him before he even gets the chance to speak.“You took forever,” she complains.“You said that thirty minutes ago on the phone too,” Lucas replies, brushing his hand over her hair.“Because you were still taking forever.”Jake enters behind them, and Anastasia does not even pretend she was not waiting for him. The second he gets close enough, his hand slides around her waist, pulling her against his side while he presses a kiss against her temple like it is instinct.I watch them quietly from the kitchen counter.Then Caleb walks in.And immediately, I know they found nothing.His face gives it away before anyone says a word.There i
June “These guys, they can go apeshit to protect us and all,” Aurora says, pointing her fork at me with complete seriousness. “They take their protector title a little too seriously, which sometimes is enough to make you go crazy.” She stabs another piece of watermelon with her fork like she is proving some important point while Anastasia calmly sips her drink beside her. “We girls need to form a strong alliance,” Aurora continues firmly, “to survive their craziness and protect our sanity.” The way she says it is so serious that for a second it almost sounds like she is discussing battle strategies instead of complaining about their mates. I blink once before a small laugh slips out of me. Aurora immediately points the fork at me again. “See? You think I’m joking, but wait until Caleb starts following you around because you sneezed once.” “Something similar already happened,” Anastasia shrugs, "She was sleeping beauty some time ago, remember?" Aurora gasps dramatically and sl
Alexei My eyes catch something on Emma's bed. A drawing. I don’t even have to second-guess who made it. Irene. Every time she puts pencil to paper, it feels like she breathes life into it. It’s not just lines, it’s like she leaves a piece of herself behind. I pick it up and stare, my chest tighte
AlexeiMy heart stops the moment her eyes close. I can’t move. I just stare at her wolf, convulsing, the shift tearing through her. Then I see her, lying on the soil, a tree branch stuck deep in her chest. It hadn't passed through her, but i
Alexei"Irene feels there is some other motive behind Stella’s return… not just the mate bond." I pull her into my side, throwing my arm around her shoulders. My nose brushes through her hair, and I breathe her in deep. Her scent smooths the edge of my wolf’s anger, keeps him from clawing his way o
AlexeiI stand beside Mikhail, arms crossed as we watch the younger wolves spar in the training yard. Dust kicks up under their paws, the air heavy with the sharp scent of sweat and fur. They move fast, snapping and circling, but most of them are sloppy. They need control if they’re going to work w







