LOGINš¦ Melanie POVI slammed the bond shut.I couldnāt take another feeling, another thought, another glimpse of something Aron had kept buried beneath that impossible calm.Not now.I didnāt know what to say, so I turned back toward the road and started walking.Aron didnāt ask a thing.Didnāt push.Simply fell into step beside me and walked home in silence.By the time we reached the house, I had convinced myself that work would help.It usually did.The documents I hadnāt finished reviewing about the distribution of medicines were still waiting for me on the table.I sat down, opened the first one, and began reading.But by the time I reached the end of the first page, I hadnāt absorbed a single sentence.My thoughts kept circling back.Again.And again.To everything I had felt through Aron.To everything I had refused to see before.Since the day the court had found him not guilty, Aron had changed the way he treated me.And I...I hadnāt.Not at all.The shared dinners hadnāt matter
š¦ Melanie POVAron finished presenting the plan for protecting the civilians in case part of the enemy forces attempted some kind of diversion.No one had anything else to add.No objections.No corrections.Perfect.I hated how easily the word came to mind nowadays.āDismissed.āFenrir ended the meeting with his usual lack of ceremony.Chairs scraped against the floor.Conversation rose in small clusters as people began filing out of the room.I stayed in my place, waiting for Arria.We hadnāt had a chance to talk properly since they had awakened her wolf, and everything I knew had come secondhand from others.Aron didnāt move either.I turned my head and gave him a critical look.I wanted some time alone with Arria.Alone being the important part.Ever since Aron had returned from his so-called sparring session with Fenrir, he had been attached to me like a shadow.If I went to the school, he walked me there, and when I came out through the gates later, he was already waiting for m
š Arria POVSeven days.That was all we had left until the full moon.Until the elven invasion.Until the war that would decide the fate of our realm.āWhy donāt we attack the palace before the full moon?ā one of the Alphas around the table asked.āIt would be easier to win without the elves supporting Vaerion and the King, wouldnāt it?ā another chimed in.āIt makes sense,ā several more agreed.āDivide the enemy and defeat one group after another.āA wave of small, approving nods moved around the table.āA prophecy was made a little over a month ago,ā I told them. āIt stated that on the full moon, the world shall burn.āUneasiness moved through the room.Several expressions tightened.Then one of the Alphas frowned.āA prophecy? Really? By whom? Werewolves donāt have prophets.āI turned my head toward him.āI see you already know the answer. It was made by an elf,ā I pointed out. āSo what exactly are you implying?āHe shifted uncomfortably beneath my scrutinizing gaze.āItās just tha
š Arria POVFenrir took a sharp turn halfway down the corridor and pushed open the door to his office instead of carrying me to our bedroom.'Absolutely not,' Fiona said, thoroughly offended.Before I could decide whether I was irritated too or simply amused by her outrage, he set me down on the edge of his desk and stepped away.Then he crossed to one of the cabinets, opened it, crouched in front of a lower drawer, and began pulling things out with maddening calm.āWhat are you doing?ā I asked, still a little breathless from the way he had just carried me here.Fenrir didnāt answer immediately.'He kissed us half senseless, carried us off like prey, and then brought us to the office?'I laughed despite myself.'If he gives you work, I am going toā'What?Scream through the mindlink?Manifest?Go on. Tell me.'You! You...'I shook my head indulgently.'You are not supposed to be on their side.'It is all our side.You are just dragging out the inevitable.And just so you know, your s
š Arria POVI ducked beneath Fenrirās fist and immediately turned into another attack.He wasnāt there anymore.Of course.My own punch cut through empty air, and I barely managed to twist away before his hand came toward my shoulder from the side.'This is ridiculous,' Fiona complained.I bit back a smile.I warned you.I threw another sequence.Fenrir blocked the first strike, stepped effortlessly out of range of the second, and made me miss the third altogether.Again.Not once had I managed to touch him.Not properly.And Fiona was getting increasingly furious about it.Not that the morning had started much better for her.After Fenrir had kissed me until I was breathless, thoroughly distracted, and all needy, he had simply stopped.Just like that."If Fiona doesn't want to speak with me, then we'd better spar instead of... this," Alaric had stated while pulling me out of bed and toward the door.Apparently, having a wolf now meant I had officially lost every excuse not to join h
š Fenrir POVAre you really going to sulk instead of doing something about the situation? I asked Alaric.'I am not sulking.'Sure.A low growl rumbled through him.The curse was still burning inside us, waiting for the slightest opportunity to overpower us.The way Fiona had unceremoniously thrown Alaric out of Arriaās mind would have unleashed it on the spot if Arria hadnāt fainted.The moment her body swayed, Alaric's focus had snapped back to her.Away from rage.And now that Arria had finally woken up and explained Fionaās reasoning to us, Alaric seemed defeated in a way I had never thought possible.He was the unstoppable force everyone considered unbeatable.I had always thought of him the same way.Until now.We donāt deserve her if youāre planning to give up on her so easily, I told him.'Giving up?' His voice sharpened. 'Fionaās assumption is most likely correct. I am going to kill the mate I marked willingly simply because she is equal to meāor stronger than meāin rank.'Y
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 fatherās voice carried across the gathering. āTonight, our future steps fully into her power.ā 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







