ANMELDENđ Fenrir POV‘I am going back to Arria.’Alaric’s voice pulled me awake.My eyes openedimmediately.
đ Fenrir POV An hour. That was how long it took Corvus to show me around the palace. He led me through the throne room, the council chamber, the dining hall, the library, and several other places, talking loudly enough for anyone passing by to hear every word. Meanwhile, I took everything in. The number of guards. Their positions and posture. The protocols for visitors. The careful way people spoke to one another. The tension hanging over the palace. But my attention kept returning to Corvus. His voice was shaky. His breathing was shallow and uneven. His heart was beating too slowly. Worry I would never admit aloud spread through my chest. âYou look like you are about to pass out,â I interrupted him. âLetâs see the training grounds, and then you can go rest.â His gaze snapped toward me. Then, instinctively, he lowered it. Something bitter twisted inside me. In the state he was in, even if Alaric had been here, he would never have taken the gesture as a challenge.
đ Fenrir POVThe moment Arria reached the main path, Alaric joined her.I felt lighter right away.Every time he left, he took the curse away with him.And somehow, Arriaâs seal successfully contained it.There was no logical explanation for it.I had tried many things before she came into the picture..To seal Alaric.To kill him.Us both.To exhaust him.Nothing had ever worked.But somehow, her sealâone that had not even been placed on her willinglyâwas doing it anyway.She did not even feel the weight of the curse.It made me think that some powerful part of her was actually cooperating with the seal instead of fighting it.I was not sure yet.I did not know how to test it.So I was just watching.For now.âHello, Alpha,â Stoneâs voice broke through my thoughts. âJoin us in the car. Letâs get this circus over with.âI followed him to the front vehicle and took my place.âAny questions?â I asked.Silence.âMove, then.âStone started the engine, and a minute later, we took the road
đ Arria POVMilena had already left with my parents yesterday.One more member of this gathering was out there somewhere, beyond the gathering's protection.It unsettled me deeply.And the worst part was that she hadnât even told us why she was leaving or what she planned to do.She hadnât told me whether I would ever see her again.She had only said that Freyr, the elven God, had summoned her.Nothing about the vision she had seen.Nothing about what to expect.Just a hug and a goodbye.But when she passed Fenrir, she stopped.That was apparently enough.He crouched down and lifted her into his arms, giving her a hug.She held him tightlyâthe way you held someone dear when you were leaving.Not like the horrible in-law she had once described him as.But that was yesterdayâs story.Today, we were leaving for the palace.The other members of the delegation had driven off early that morning, hours ago, in two large black off-road vehicles.Only Fenrir and I remained.He was giving Greg
Chapter 126đ Fenrir POVâI am leaving today,â Milena stated, looking me straight in the eyes.The contrast between the childâs body she inhabited and the strength and knowledge she possessed had always been unsettling.âOkay,â I said, keeping my face and voice devoid of emotion.âYou wonât ask why?â she asked, caught off guard. âOr where Iâm going?ââNo.ââThatâs good... I guess.âI nodded once in confirmation.âYou trust her too much,â Alaric noted in my mind.She has never done anything to harm us.âIt is not too late.âDo not berate me. You trust her too. You let me tell her what she wanted to know.âI let you make the choice,â he corrected.Same thing.âIâm going to tell Auntie Lyra that Iâm returning to my realm,â Milena said. âShe and her mate will most likely come with me.âThat was strange.Like almost everything involving her.âHow old are you exactly?â I asked.She smiled proudly.âIâm almost twenty-four,â she said without hesitation.That was a first.She rarely answered
đȘ¶ Milena POV âMilena. Milena, sweetie,â a very familiar voice called my name through the fog. âOpen your eyes.â I wasnât sure I wanted to. Not with a future like that waiting for us just around the corner. âCome on, little one,â came Fenrirâs strong, always-cold voice. I stilled. His arms tightened around me. He was still holding me. The man containing the beast. The one I had grown attached to even though I shouldnât have. Even though his hands were Alaricâs too. âGive her to me,â Auntie Lyra demanded. âIâll take care of her.â âNo,â I mumbled hastily. âI want Fenrir.â My voice was quiet and strained, but they still heard me. Silence settled around us. I used it to sort through my thoughts. I had to protect him. Not Fenrir. Alaric. I had to. That was the only way to prevent the hell Arria would unleash. I opened my eyes and found her looking at me with all the worry and care she seemed to hold for everyone. She was good. Compassionate. Smart. Understanding.
In the days that followed, changes began to appear everywhere. Patrols along the borders doubled. Training sessions started earlier and ended later. Warriors who had once joked with one another in the yard now moved with a sharper focus. At first the pack welcomed it. Strength always brings comfo
The pack was left in the hands of the Beta family. Again. And I was left to think about what to do from now on. There was a huge possibility that I would never be truly a werewolf. In fact, according to our history 18th was the last threshold. My parents' obsession with believing I had a wolf w
A year later. Sixteen. The age when a wolf answers. The clearing was filled once again. Torches circled the altar. Warriors lined the perimeter. Children were lifted onto shoulders. My fatherâs voice carried across the gathering. âTonight, our future steps fully into her power.â Cheers erupte
The moment my feet left the edge, the world fell silent. There was only wind. And peace. For one fragile heartbeat, I was free. Like a bird. Then something slammed into me from behind. Arms. Hard. Unforgiving. The impact hurled me sideways instead of down. Wood splintered. Something inside m







