LOGINFor sixteen years, Dorothy Dares has perfected the art of invisibility. The quiet Beta's daughter. Ethan's weird sister. Magnus's little puppy. The pack sees what they expect to see: a forgettable girl sketching in corners. They have no idea she's D.R. Dares, a nationally recognised artist whose work is making waves far beyond pack borders. When Dorothy finally gathers the courage to give Alpha Heir Magnus Gibson a handcrafted Valentine, he tears it apart without a glance, mistaking her heart for a casual note. But Magnus's mistake haunts him, and piece by piece, he reconstructs what he destroyed. What he discovers changes everything. Now, a mate bond is forming before his coming-of-age ceremony. The Elders' political schemes are crumbling. Dorothy's secret identity is unravelling. And her estranged mother has returned, demanding a chance to apologise for years of cruelty. Dorothy spent her whole life hiding. But with Magnus at her side and the Moon Goddess confirming what her heart always knew, it's finally time to be seen.
View MoreMagnus rises quickly, ignoring the curious glances from the other wolves at the high table. His long strides carry him swiftly toward the exit, following the fading scents of Dorothy and Ethan into the night air.In her studio, Dorothy lights the old oil lamps that cast a warm, flickering glow over her workspace. She prefers their gentle illumination to the harsh overhead lights, especially when working on emotionally charged pieces. The sketch of the broken heart-shaped box lies on her desk, where she left it, waiting to be developed into something more substantial.She runs her fingers lightly over the drawing, feeling the graphite smudge beneath her touch. Vulnerability. The competition theme seems to mock her now, demanding that she transform her personal pain into something universal, something worthy of national recognition."It's good," Ethan's voice comes from the doorway, making her start. "Really good, actually."Dorothy whirls around, instinctively moving to shield the draw
Across the packhouse, Dorothy sits alone in her bedroom, carefully adding final touches to her sketch. The broken heart-shaped box now lies amid scattered rose petals, each one rendered with painful precision. In the corner of the page, almost hidden in shadow, is a small wolf figure watching from a distance.Her phone buzzes with a text from Lila: "Dinner in 5. You coming?"Dorothy sighs, setting aside her sketch. She doesn't feel like facing the pack tonight, especially not with the possibility of seeing Magnus across the dining hall. Yet hiding away would only fuel gossip and draw unwanted attention."On my way," she texts back, reluctantly rising to change into fresh clothes.In the communal dining hall, pack members gather in their usual social clusters. Ethan stands with his training partners, his eyes repeatedly scanning the room for signs of his sister or Magnus. His wolf remains restless, sensing the unresolved tension."Looking for someone?" asks Cole, one of his training pa
Dorothy sighs, setting down her pencil. "There is no commission. That was just an excuse for Ethan."Understanding dawns on Lila's face. "You're protecting him. After what he did.""It's complicated," Dorothy says, turning back to her sketch. The broken heart takes shape beneath her fingers, each shard rendered with painful precision.Outside, Ethan paces beneath the oak tree, his wolf's restlessness mirroring his own. Something has happened between his sister and his best friend, something significant enough to send Dorothy into tears and Magnus into an uncharacteristic state of distraction. The protective instinct that has guided his relationship with Dorothy since childhood urges him to demand answers, yet something holds him back.Perhaps it's the memory of Dorothy's fierce independence, her repeated insistence that she doesn't need his protection. Or perhaps it's the respect he holds for Magnus, forged through years of friendship. Whatever the reason, Ethan finds himself caught b
Dorothy doesn't turn around, but her pencil pauses briefly over her sketch, the only acknowledgment she offers. Her mind races with conflicting emotions: relief at finally speaking her truth, fear of what might come next, and beneath it all, a treacherous hope that refuses to be extinguished despite her best efforts.As the door closes behind the three visitors, Dorothy releases a shuddering breath. She's alone now with the sketch that emerged from her pain, a physical manifestation of vulnerability that suddenly feels too raw to face.Across the packhouse grounds, Magnus walks silently beside Ethan, acutely aware of his friend's sideways glances. The weight of the unspoken truth hangs between them, made heavier by years of friendship and loyalty."What's really going on?" Ethan finally asks, stopping beneath a towering oak tree that marks the boundary between the training grounds and residential areas. "And don't give me that commission crap. My sister doesn't do commissions."Magnus
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