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CHAPTER 2
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2025-07-15 12:03:31The scent of pine and amp earth filled Aria’s nostrils as she stirred beneath the blanket. Her mark throbbed, a sharp reminder of what had happened. Her fingers brushed her neck instinctively, hissing at the raw and tingling burn Kael’s mark had left behind. The rogue’s mark… Her wolf stirred inside her uneasily, confused whether to fight or surrender again.
Aria sat up quickly, taking in the dim light of a new day filtering through the makeshift tent walls. In the rogue camp everything was so different when compared to the Silverpine pack. There was no golden halls, no tiled walls, and no fireplaces. Just canvas tents stretched across the edges of a dense forest. With crude wooden stakes marking their territory. This was survival. Gritty, raw and really terrifying.
“Morning,” came a soft voice. Aria turned around, startled, only to find a little girl standing at the flap of her tent with a very bright smile and tangled curls.
“Hi…” Aria managed to say, her voice dry and hoarse.
“I’m Nessa,” the little girl said, stepping closer. “Kael said I could check up on you.”
Aria blinked. “You live here?”
Nessa nodded proudly. “Everyone does. Except you… You’re new here. And you smell like him.” She wrinkled her nose playfully.
Aria found it cute and let out a breath of amusement, though her chest still felt like it had been crushed under the weight of everything. “He’s not mine,” she muttered softly.
Nessa tilted her head confused. “He marked you.”
The words made Aria’s stomach knot. She didn’t want to remember the events that occurred that night. The chaos of the Moon Ceremony, the crowd screaming, Rhys’s betrayed expression, Kael’s golden eyes locking with hers as his wolf took control.
“I didn’t ask for this,” she whispered mostly to herself.
“She didn’t have to,” came a deeper voice.
Aria froze.
Kael stood just outside, his tall form casting a shadow over them. His hair was slightly messed up, his shirt slightly torn near the shoulder, revealing the jagged tattoo that curled over his collarbone…one of the rogue sigils. His expression was unreadable, as always.
“You shouldn’t be talking to her,” he told Nessa, but the softness and gentleness in his tone suggested he wasn’t truly angry.
Nessa rolled her eyes and skipped away, leaving the awkward silence between the both of them.
“I didn’t mean to wake everyone,” Aria said stiffly.
“You didn’t. This place never sleeps.”
She stood wrapping the thin blanket around her. “How long do you plan to keep me here?”
Kael’s jaw flexed. “Long enough.”
“Long enough for what?’” she snapped. “For me to forget who I am? Or just enough time for you to ruin my life completely?”
He stepped inside the tent without invitation. “They already did that. I just pulled you out.”
“You don’t know anything about my life!”
“I know more than you think Aria.” His voice dropped an octave, almost like a warning. “You don’t belong there. Not anymore. And most especially not with that mark on you.”
Her wolf whimpered, pulling towards him involuntarily. Aria tensed, hating that her instincts betrayed her rage. Kael noticed and stepped back, breathing heavier than before.
“You’re reacting to the bond,” He said flatly.
“No,” she whispered. “That’s you reacting to me.”
His eyes darkened, and for a moment, heat passed between them like a flame flickering to life. Kael’s wolf pushed closer to the surface, and Aria could f*e his restraint slowly slipping away.
He turned around abruptly and walked out, the flap swinging shut behind him, not from fear….but from confusion.
The day passed in a haze of wary glances and whispered conversations. Rogues walked in small groups, most keeping their distance from her. But not everyone.
Aside from Nessa, a woman named Maela had been the first to offer her food, a warm bowl of rabbit stew and mushrooms, and her skin was weathered, her gray-streaked hair braided tightly.
“You’re not the first she-wolf brought here,” Maela said simply, placing the bowl in Aria’s hands.
“Really?”
“No. but you might be the first who changes things around here.”
Aria wasn’t sure what she meant, and Maela didn’t explain.
She wandered to a clearing near the edge of the camp just before sunset. The smell of cooked meat wafted through the air. She could hear Kael barking orders to two male rogues, Dren and Vex about border patrol.
“You let a pack girl stay, now we have to babysit her?” Dren muttered.
“She’s not a threat,” Vex replied. “Yet.”
“She’s my mate,” Kael said through gritted teeth. “You’ll treat her with respect.”
His words hit Aria hard like a punch. She wanted to scream that she wasn’t his anything. That she belonged to no one. That she had a choice. Didn’t she?
“Hey,” came a voice from behind her.
It was Nessa again, this time clutching something in her hand. “Maela said you should have this.”
She passed a folded cloth bundle, and nestled inside was a small weathered envelope. Aria frowned, brushing her thumb over the faded wax seal.
It had her name on it.
Her chest tightened as she tore it open.
The paper inside was thin, aged… but the handwriting was her mother’s. That soft, looping script she remembered from years ago.
“My sweet Aria,
If you’re reading this, it means I’m no longer by your side, but you must listen to me now. Don’t trust everything you were told. There are things hidden in your blood, things even I could not protect you from.
Run. Before they find out. Before it’s too late.
Take care of yourself my sweet little Aria.”
Aria’s knees buckled.
She collapsed to the ground, heart pounding, vision blurring. The paper fluttered to the dirt beside her.
Her mother had known.
Known something.
And now… Aria had no idea who she could trust.
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Aria’s chest heaved, sweat clinging to her skin as though she had run for miles. The phantom image of Kael’s blood on her hands wouldn’t wash away. Even as she rubbed her palms hard against her blanket, she still felt it, warm, sticky, damning.Her breath came uneven, her throat raw with unshed screams. She pressed her fist against her mouth, but it didn’t muffle the sob that ripped free.She had killed him.Not in reality, but the dream had been so vivid, so searing, that her body shook with the echo of it. The weight of the sword. The look in his eyes, not anger, not resistance, but a quiet surrender that tore her heart in two.Acceptance.Her bond pulsed violently in her chest, an echo of Kael even though he wasn’t beside her. She clutched it like a lifeline, desperate for the steady thunder of his heartbeat to prove she hadn’t truly destroyed him.But the fire within her didn’t calm. It burned hotter, wilder, as though the dream had stoked it into a frenzy.She staggered out of th
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The night stretched long after Kael disappeared into the shadows, leaving Aria standing by the fire with her chest aching and her skin still burning where he had touched her. She wanted to scream, to shake him, to force the truth out of him, but the look in his eyes when he had said Not tonight clung to her.It wasn’t just avoidance. It was fear.Fear, from a man who had faced countless battles without blinking. Fear, from the wolf who had dragged her into this wild camp and bent her fate to his will.That terrified her more than the silence.By dawn, her decision was made. She wouldn’t wait for him to break. She would pry the truth from his chest, even if it left both of them bleeding.The camp woke heavy, the tension like a storm cloud pressing low against every tent. Rogues moved with clipped voices and sharper tempers. Aria could feel it in the air: something was unraveling. The whispers from the night before had spread like fire through dry grass. She caught fragments as she walk
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Aria’s heart pounded so hard she thought the entire camp might hear it. The fire crackled between them, shadows moving across Kael’s face, painting him in light and darkness all at once. His hands were steady as he carved, but there was a tremor in the air, in the space between his body and hers, a pulse of grief so thick it made her throat tighten.Her name.On his blade.She didn’t even realize she’d stepped forward until the dry twigs beneath her boot snapped. Kael’s head lifted at once, sharp, predatory, his eyes gleaming gold in the firelight as his instincts flared. Then he stilled. He knew it was her before his lips even shaped her name.“Aria.” His voice was low, rough, as though he’d been caught in something forbidden.She didn’t answer at first. Her gaze dropped to the sword in his lap, to the letters carved so deep they would never fade. Her name marked into steel like a scar.“Why?” The word slipped out before she could stop it, brittle and breathless.Kael shifted, coveri
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Kael didn’t sleep. He didn’t even try.When he returned to camp after that meeting in the forest, the night clung to him like a second skin. The torches were still burning low, the rogues curled in restless sleep, but Kael couldn’t close his eyes. Not after what Thalos had said. Not after the weight of prophecy had settled like iron in his chest.He sat on the stone ledge just outside his tent, his sword across his lap, the edge of the blade catching faint light. His thumb traced along the steel, slow, deliberate, as if the familiar motion might quiet the storm tearing through him. But it didn’t. Nothing could.Because Thalos hadn’t come only to taunt. He had come to deliver a truth Kael didn’t want.She is the balance, the seer had said, his voice echoing like something carved in bone. And balance demands sacrifice. For her fire to rise, yours must fall. The Silverborn does not walk alongside her alpha, she survives because he does not.Kael’s hands had clenched so tightly on his swo
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The moment Thalos spoke Kael’s name, the night seemed to fold inward.The rogues who lingered at the edges of the fire stiffened, their eyes darting between Kael and the shadowed figure. Few dared to breathe. Even fewer dared to speak. They knew the name, even if most had never seen the man in flesh. Thalos. A whisper more than a presence. A ghost woven through the rogue networks like smoke through trees.Kael’s jaw clenched. He didn’t answer immediately, and Aria could see the war waging in his eyes. His instinct screamed to shield, to guard, to fight. But his logic… the sharp, ruthless logic that had kept them alive this long, demanded something else.Thalos’ gaze flicked toward her once more, lingering just a fraction too long. It wasn’t hungry, not the way some men’s eyes could be, but it was sharp. Assessing. As if she were something to be measured, weighed, and tucked into his endless ledger of debts and dangers.Kael shifted, blocking her from that stare with the broad line of
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The camp reeked of ash.Smoke still curled through the night air, clinging to hair, to skin, to lungs. The fire Aria had unleashed hadn’t just scarred the trees, it had scarred the people too. Rogues moved in silence, their faces drawn tight, their gazes darting toward her with something sharp, something she couldn’t quite name. Fear. Awe. Maybe both.Aria sat on a rough-hewn log near the center fire, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, her fingers still trembling. Every time she blinked, she saw the flames all over again, consuming everything, alive and furious, answering her command as if it had been waiting for her.Her wolf stirred uneasily under her skin. The bond between them felt thinner, stretched too far, as though the fire itself had claimed a piece of her spirit. Her body wasn’t her own anymore. Her hands weren’t her own.The Silverborn lives.The whisper echoed through her mind until she wanted to claw at her skull to silence it.Across the fire, Kael paced like a sto
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