FAZER LOGINIn a world of werewolves, Lisa, a shy and reserved young woman, is constantly belittled and bullied by the Alpha's son Adrian Thorne who has always taken his status for granted, lashing out at anyone who dains to challenge him - including Lisa, the girl he's been secretly pining for. But during a heated training session, he discovers a shocking truth: he's fated to be with Lisa, the very girl he's been bullying. Torn between his pride and his growing feelings, Adrian struggles to accept the bond, but Lisa's hurt and anger by is constant denier couldn’t let him off the hook. Can he confront his demons and accept their bond or will he break it just to save face 💔
Ver maisMorning came cold, bright, and merciless. Snow covered Black Moon in a clean white layer that made everything look calmer than it was. Roofs glittered under pale winter light. Smoke lifted in thin gray lines. Wolves moved along the packed paths with lowered heads and reddened hands, but there was a strange tension under the ordinary rhythm of the morning, something watchful and expectant. Lisa felt it before she even left the healer’s den. She stood near the hearth, her fingers wrapped around a cup gone lukewarm, while Mia sorted dried herbs at the worktable with the clipped efficiency she always used when irritated. Raymond hovered by the door like a man expecting disaster. Adrian had already dressed, though Mia had muttered three different threats about stubborn patients and torn stitches while he did it. No one said much. No one needed to. The camp had seen enough yesterday. Adrian standing beside her in the yard. Adrian taking her hand. Adrian making it impossible for an
The walk back to the healer’s den felt longer than the whole mountain descent.Not because the distance had changed.Because now the entire camp had seen.Lisa could feel it on her skin as clearly as the cold evening air — the attention following them, the shock still rippling outward from the yard, the way conversations had stalled and then restarted in low, urgent murmurs the moment Adrian took her hand. No one called after them. No one was foolish enough for that.They didn’t need to be.Black Moon had already understood.Mia reached them first, furious in the efficient, deadly way only Mia could manage. She stopped directly in front of Adrian, took in his pale face, the tension in his jaw, the fact that he was upright when he absolutely should not have been, and said, “Have you completely abandoned self-preservation, or are you simply determined to test whether I meant what I said?”Adrian, to his credit, had the sense not to answer immediately.Raymond did it for him.“Bit of bot
The kiss should not have happened in daylight.Not there.Not after the elders had just left.Not with the whole pack circling the truth like wolves around blood in snow.And yet it did.Adrian’s hand at her neck was warm and steady, his mouth slow on hers in a way that felt far more dangerous than the fevered hunger of the night before. This kiss was not desperation. It was not accident. It was not something either of them could pretend had only happened because of pain, exhaustion, or the mountain.It was a choice.That was what made it terrifying.Lisa felt it in the way the bond deepened under the contact, not flaring wildly this time but settling with a fierce, almost aching certainty. She kissed him back before caution could reclaim her, one hand catching lightly in the front of his shirt, and felt the answering shift in him — the controlled inhale, the restraint tightening and then softening under her mouth.He broke the kiss first.Only barely.His forehead rested against hers
The next morning, the den felt different. Not because anything in it had changed. The fire had burned low in the hearth overnight. The shelves still smelled of dried herbs and pine resin. Mia was already awake somewhere in the back room, moving jars with the brisk, purposeful rhythm of someone who had decided not to comment on last night yet, which was somehow more threatening than if she had. Snow still lay thick outside the shutters, whitening the world into silence. No, what had changed was harder to name. It lived under Lisa’s skin. In the memory of Adrian’s mouth on hers. In the heat that still seemed to linger at her waist where his hand had rested. In the simple unbearable fact that the bond no longer felt only like conflict. It felt aware. Intimate in a way that had nothing to do with fate and everything to do with choice. She had slept badly because of it. Or hardly slept at all. Every time she drifted close, the memory came back — the low roughness of his voice, th
The next morning, the summons came before sunrise. Lisa had barely slept. She had spent most of the night turning Mary’s warning over in her mind, listening to the wind scrape against the healer’s den and wondering which was worse — Adrian’s cruelty when he felt in control, or whatever might come
The dining hall never fully recovered after Adrian left. Even once the noise returned, it came back unevenly, scattered and too bright, like people were trying to sound normal while listening for the next crack in the floor beneath them. Lisa kept her eyes on her food, even though she had no appe
The cold outside the dining hall should have calmed her.But It didn’t. Isla stood on the stone steps with stew drying on her skirt and the night air cutting through the heat of her humiliation. Her whole body was shaking — not with weakness, not exactly, but with the effort of holding herself toge
Lisa stood frozen, the shattered jar at her feet leaking thick blue salve into the dirt Adrian was still in front of her, close enough that she could see the tension in his jaw, the slight flare of his nostrils, the unnatural stillness in his shoulders. He looked as if every part of him had lock


















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