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Bound in Silver Flames CHAPTER 41 — KALEN
Kalen waited until Rowan dismissed the last of the warriors before he stepped deeper into the tree line, letting the quiet settle around him. The folded note felt heavier than its weight should allow — a slip of paper pressed into his hand by Lyra, Crescent Fang’s messenger, after Rowan intercepted her approach. He unfolded it with careful fingers, the faintest burn of anticipation crawling beneath his skin. Eira’s handwriting was sharp, steady, controlled — just like her. Kalen, Last night was… confusing. The pull between us is real—too real for me to pretend otherwise. But I can’t let that kind of connection dictate my decisions at the Summit. Not when everything here matters. I’m not sure what this is yet. Or what it could become. I’m trying to be smart, not reckless. Maybe… maybe we can talk. But I won’t let the pull decide things for me. — Eira He read it twice. Then a third time. Each sentence pulled at him in a different direction. Confusing — but acknowledged. Real
Bound in Silver Flames CHAPTER 40 — EIRA
The moment Lyra slipped out of sight with the folded note, a strange mix of relief and anxiety twisted through Eira’s stomach. She stood in the hallway for a breath, steadying herself. The note—her note—felt both too much and not enough. A fragile attempt at distance. A coward’s attempt at clarity. Or maybe it was survival. She inhaled deeply, squared her shoulders, and headed back toward the training grounds. If there was ever a place to shove her emotions back into the shadows, it was here—boots digging into packed earth, sweat sharp on the air, fists meeting resistance. The ring grounded her. Always had. Dozens of Crescent Fang wolves were already sparring in pairs, some working through drills, others watching from the edges. The hum of motion, the sharp crack of contact, and the scent of adrenaline washed over her like cold river water. Exactly what she needed. Jasper spotted her first. “There she is,” he called from the north end of the grounds, tone edged with humor but eye
Bound in Silver Flames CHAPTER 39 — KALEN
The training grounds rang with the sharp rhythm of bodies striking earth, the thud of fists against pads, and the crisp snap of commands cutting through the morning air. Kalen welcomed the noise—the physicality, the discipline, the structure. It helped rein in the chaos inside him. Well… almost. He pivoted, driving his forearm into Rowan’s guard. Rowan absorbed the blow with a grunt, feet shifting over the dirt as he countered with a calculated strike. Kalen blocked it cleanly, though the distraction was obvious. Rowan lowered his hands, eyes narrowing. “You’re thinking about her again.” Kalen exhaled, flexing his fingers. “I’m thinking about the Summit.” “Your wolf’s pacing,” Rowan replied. “It’s not the Summit.” Kalen didn’t answer because he didn’t have to. His wolf was pacing—restless, focused, hyper-aware of the direction of the Crescent Fang halls even from across the grounds. The silver thread between him and Eira felt tighter today, pulsing under his skin like a second h
Bound in Silver Flames CHAPTER 38 — ALPHA THORNWIND
The war room was quiet at this hour—too early for council sessions, too late for patrol reports. Alpha Thornwind stood at the window overlooking the east treeline, arms crossed over his chest, jaw locked tight. The forest rustled with morning wind, but the unsettled feeling inside him made every sound sharper, heavier. He had barely slept. Not after yesterday’s incident in the training grounds. Not after seeing the way Kalen Draven had looked at his daughter across the council table. Not after watching Eira walk away with too much fire in her eyes for it to be simple irritation. And now… this morning. The door opened behind him. “Alpha?” Jasper’s voice carried a note of caution—respectful, but threaded with the weight of something important. Thornwind turned, giving the young wolf a single nod. “Come in. Close the door.” Jasper did, shoulders squaring as though preparing for a physical hit. His loyalty to Eira had always been fierce—protective, steady. The Alpha trusted him m
Bound in Silver Flames CHAPTER 37 — EIRA
Morning light leaked through the tall lodge windows, soft and annoyingly cheerful. Eira sat at the long dining table in Crescent Fang’s private quarters, pushing a fork through her breakfast without actually eating. Her wolf paced restlessly beneath her skin—silent, but alert. Watching. Waiting. She hated how easily she could guess what it was waiting for. Or rather, who. “Okay,” Lyra said, sliding into the chair beside her with a mug of coffee and an expression far too observant for this early in the day. “You’re either sick, guilty, or thinking about a man. And considering you’ve never been sick a day in your life and you looked downright serene after last night’s Council mess, I’m going with option three.” Eira groaned, dropping her forehead onto her arms. “I hate you.” Lyra snorted. “You love me and you know it. Now tell me whose fault it is that you’re stabbing perfectly innocent eggs.” Eira sat up, cheeks heating in a way she despised. “It’s not— I mean, nothing happened.”
Bound in Silver Flames CHAPTER 36 — KALEN
The first light of dawn crept across the Summit grounds, casting long, golden streaks over the training areas and the paths that wound between the pack halls. Kalen stood at the edge of the grounds, boots planted firmly on the earth, letting his gaze sweep across the waking scene. Warriors warmed up, Bata ran drills, and aides began their rounds. It was orderly, predictable—a stark contrast to the coil of fire twisting through his chest. Eira. The memory of her in the forest last night played on a loop he couldn’t silence. Her cautious eyes, the soft flicker of her wolf beneath the skin, the way she moved—graceful, controlled, yet wild. He could still feel the pull between them, subtle and undeniable, like a silver thread tugging him forward. The wolf beneath his skin pressed insistently, twisting, growling low in his chest, whispering the single word he hadn’t dared say aloud: mate. Kalen ran a hand through his hair, jaw tightening. Control. He forced the coil of instinct down, pr
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