LOGINJuneOnce they transform, I notice it immediately.The smell hits me harder now. Rot. Filth. Something sick curling beneath it all, thick enough to choke the air. It clings to them, seeps out of their skin, their breath, their very presence. My nose wrinkles on instinct, a low rumble building in my chest before I even realize it.They are like me.But they are not.Their fur is nothing like mine. It hangs in uneven clumps, matted and patchy, streaked with dirt and old blood. Their bodies look wrong, too thin in some places, too jagged in others, like something inside them has been breaking for a long time. Their eyes shine with something feral and empty.They look ugly.Not just in form.In something deeper.My wolf does not hesitate.I launch at the closest one.The world narrows the moment I move. The others blur at the edges, their shapes and sounds fading into the background. There is only him now. His scent. His movement. The way his body shifts as he braces for impact.He expect
JuneThe moment I saw that man touching that girl, something shifted inside me.It is not just anger.It is not just instinct.It feels deeper than that, like something buried inside my mind suddenly snaps.One second I am June, thinking, feeling, holding on to control. The next, that part of me begins to slip.Not disappear.Not completely.But it moves back.I can feel the rush of heat in my chest, the sharp rise of my breath. But it all feels distant, like I am stepping backward while something else steps forward.I can still see.Still feel.But it is distant.Faint.It is like watching through fogged glass. Shapes blur at the edges. Sounds stretch and dull. My thoughts try to form, try to make sense of what is happening, but they cannot keep up. Something stronger is rising, pushing past them.My wolf.She comes fast. Too fast for me to slow her down. The anger and the need to protect twist together inside me, building until they drown everything else. Thoughts blur.Details f
JuneThe footsteps grow louder.Each step crunches against leaves and small stones outside the cave, echoing faintly through the opening. The sound sends a sharp wave of alertness through my body.I remain pressed against the stone wall in the darker corner, my eyes locked on the entrance.My breathing slows.Calm.Focused.Because whoever this is… I already know they are not here to help.There is no way Caleb could return this fast. Even if he ran the entire way back with help, it would take longer than this.And if it were Caleb…I would have felt it.Something inside me always reacts to his presence. The same strange pull I felt earlier. The same quiet warmth that follows whenever he is near.Right now I feel none of that.Only danger.My muscles tighten as I prepare myself.Every part of my body coils with readiness.The familiar strength bubbling beneath my skin grows stronger. My wolf stirs eagerly, sensing the threat before it even appears.Then a shadow crosses the cave entra
June“Hey, we have got you.”Caleb keeps both of his hands visible as he slowly approaches the girl. His voice softens in a way I have not heard before, careful and calm.“Will you tell us what happened?”I barely hear the rest of his words.Because my patience level is already gone.I do not care what happened first.I do not want explanations.I do not want the story.All I want is a name.Just one name. Or several.Whoever did this will regret the moment they decided to lay their hands on these girls.The girl looks at Caleb with petrified eyes. Her breathing turns quick and shallow, like she cannot decide if he is a threat or help.Then her gaze shifts to me.Something in her expression softens a little.I step forward and kneel beside her.“Girl, we are here to help you.” I hold her tear filled gaze so she can see the truth in my face. “But we can only do that when you help us.”Her lips tremble.“So first you have to stop crying,” I say gently. “I promise no one will be able to
June“Step only where I step. The ground here is rocky and slippery. The last thing we want is you falling and getting hurt.”Caleb’s voice reaches me as he begins moving down the cliff. The narrow trail curves sharply along the rock, patches of loose gravel scattered across the surface. The wind sweeps up from the valley, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth.He extends his hand behind him without looking back.Waiting for me to take it.For a second I just stare at it.The memory of last night flashes across my mind before I can stop it. The warmth of his mouth against mine. The way everything between us shifted in a single moment.My chest tightens.So instead of reaching forward, I keep my hands to myself.Caleb takes two careful steps before he realizes I am not holding on. He stops and turns around.One eyebrow arches slowly.The look on his face says everything.Before I can say anything, he reaches forward and grabs my hand himself.His fingers wrap firmly around mine.“Y
JuneCaleb believing me is one thing.But what surprises me even more is that Jake and Lucas do not question me either.Not once.They do not ask for proof.They do not laugh at the strange explanation I barely managed to give.They simply accept that if I say something feels wrong, then it might actually be wrong.It leaves me staring at them for a moment longer than I should.What kind of people are they?Most people would have brushed me off without a second thought. They would have asked questions until my uncertainty exposed how little I truly know.But none of them do that.Jake only nods once as if he already expects something unusual to happen.Lucas watches me with a thoughtful look, calm but alert.Caleb stands directly in front of me, his eyes fixed on mine.“Where should we go and check first?” he asks.His voice is calm, direct.Like he already believes there is something to find.Behind him, Jake and Lucas move toward the gate guards, quietly speaking with them while che
SophiaIt was a very difficult phase of my life because a lot of unexpected things happened during that time. But now, when I look back at all those things, I wouldn't change anything for the world. These three strangers walked into my life and stayed with me and never left my side, even when things
Mikhail I had to leave from there before my wolf did something crazy. The truth is that since Sophia left us, my wolf has turned unstable. Once he takes over, I have no control over it. It is his way of punishing me for letting her go. I can't blame him; what I am feeling is nothing compared to his
SophiaThree years.Three long years since the old naive Sophia died.Three long years since this new Sophia was born who refuses to forgive and show mercy to people who don't deserve it.Each scar on my body tells a story of survival, and each memory is a lesson learned the hard way. I am no longer the
SophiaThe room is quiet, save for the sound of my own shallow breathing. I lie in bed, staring up at the ceiling, my mind a whirlwind of emotions. The heat has subsided for now, leaving behind a hollow ache in my chest. My body feels heavy, drained of all







