MasukShe looked so guilty, it was beautiful to watch.
I watched her from my room window, she didn’t shut the blinds. Maybe because she didn’t realize she was being watched.
She moved around her room probably fussing about how she acted. A girl like her would want to make up for her actions.
I was following her, I could have returned to the house whenever but I wanted it to be in that moment, to get her reaction.
I was studying her, her weaknesses, her strengths, and everything about her. I was learning.
And she wasn’t so hard to study.
The werewolves I had brought to act as my parents were out, they were good at smiling in public and acting like my parents.
This mission was mine and they were props.
The job was simple; Find the lost daughter of Alpha Fred and Luna Celine.
What an irony.
My lips tugged into a playful smirk.
A werewolf, leading an anti-werewolf youth club.
Maya had no idea about her identity.
But the moment I saw her, I knew who she was.
Her scent hit me, and my wolf, Tyler had screamed in my head like he’d been released from a lifetime in prison.
Mate.
I’d hoped for a regular bond, born of a mark between two people. That was the plan but what I found when I stepped in that class was wild.
It was dangerous, especially for me.
My wolf wanted her badly, and he wanted her now.
Not after she turned.
He didn’t have that patience and my control got weaker anytime I was close to her scent.
She didn’t even know who she was.
She didn’t know I was her mate.
But she would fall for me; atleast the mate bond would help.
She probably already has.
***
I made my move at school the next day.
She stood by her locker, pretending not to notice me as I walked toward her.
I found that cute.
I leaned on the locker beside hers and offered a small smile.
“Hey,” I said.
She acted startled. “Hey.”
“Listen,” I said, my voice lower and slower, a simple art of seduction she didn’t know.
“About yesterday, I didn’t mean to scare you.”
“You didn’t,” she lied.
I tilted my head, she was falling for it.
“You sure? Because you stopped and looked at me like I had a knife and I was going to jump you or something.”
She winced. “Okay, maybe I was a little scared but it’s not your fault. I was just… Sorry,”
“No need to apologize, I understand.” I said gently.
She didn’t know how to respond.
I held out my hand. “Let me carry those.”
She hesitated, the books in her hands were stacked high but she finally handed them over, her fingers brushed mine as she passed the books to me.
Her breath hitched, nothing audible but I heard it.
She felt the electricity too.
Good.
I walked beside her, deliberately matching my pace with hers, we weren’t rushing but this was the slow unraveling of trust and I wanted her to trust me willingly.
“I was thinking,” I said casually, “since you’re the only person here who doesn’t look at me like I’m a shiny new you, maybe you’d want to get coffee or something?”
She glanced up at me, the height difference between us, more visible.
“Coffee?”
“Yeah,” I shrugged. “Or anything you’d like, ice cream even, but just so we get to know each other. You’ve been nice and that’s rare.”
She smiled.
With that, she had bitten into the hook.
***
Maya didn’t know this type of love, she didn’t know affection and real closeness.
I knew the Hawkes cared for her but they mourned around her and starved her of warmth.
And I would give it to her, I would drown her in warmth.
As we talked, I brushed a strand of her read curls behind her ear.
Her cheeks flushed but she didn’t pull away.
Tyler growled under my skin, pacing back and forth. I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from reacting.
She wasn’t ready for us yet, but soon she would be.
The classes were a joke, I had already finished college, online of course, to stay hidden.
So being in highschool again, it was like theater.
But it was good as it gave me time, time to watch Maya and study her.
She was quick to smile with me, it surprised her that someone wasn’t patronizing.
I wanted to mark her already, but we hadn’t come full circle with the seduction.
I would have loved to take her, to bury myself so deep inside her that she’d never questions the fact that she belonged to me.
But I had to wait.
At lunch, I made sure to sit close enough to brush her knee under the table.
Zelda stared daggers from across the cafeteria, she’d been trying to get my attention but I didn’t even look her way.
Not once.
For her cruelty to my mate, I’d let her rage on, let her wonder why her silly schoolgirl charm didn’t work on me.
She might be the school beauty queen; but she fell short to Maya's flawless and innocent beauty.
In the few weeks, Maya was already letting her guard down and laughing more when I spoke, brushing my arm when she gave me a napkin.
She didn’t know how much her life had already changed.
Her birthday drew closer, and with me in the picture. Her wolf would be forced to come out.
Then she’d have only me to run to, I’d be there to show her who she truly was.
{Maya's POV}‘I'd like to see you stop me now.’ I thought. Then quickened my step a bit as a chill ran down my spine.‘I probably shouldn't get too cocky.’ I advised myself.I slipped further and further from the infirmary, the cool air crisp on my cheeks, and tugged the cloak tighter around me. Pack members filled the main paths, which meant everywhere was busy enough to get lost in the crowd.I had left in a rush, and now reality hit me like a rock. I had no clue where I was going. ‘Oh boy…’Louis’s quarters. Easy enough in theory, except I had never once walked there using this path. Every time I had been near it, familiar structures were guiding me. And now, with the entire pack grounds stretching out like a maze of cottages, training rings, and forest paths, I realized quickly that I was lost.“Great job, Maya,” I muttered under my breath. “Sneak out so you can look like a genius, then wander in circles.”The path split three ways ahead of me. I squinted down each one, trying to
{Maya's POV}I woke up with a groan and immediately regretted it. My head felt heavy, as if I had been swimming underwater for a long time and only now surfaced…The ceiling above me went in and out of focus, wooden beams fading into a haze before settling again. My whole body ached, but it was the kind of ache that came with a dull throb, not sharp agony. Like being hungover after a night of drinking.For a moment, I thought I was back in the training ground. The forest, the dirt, the look on Anya’s face when I lunged. But then I blinked, and the room around me clicked into place.White curtains swayed from the windows with a faint herbal scent. And beside them were shelves lined with jars of dried plants and powders. The bed beneath me was softer than anything in the barracks. ‘I could get used to this…’This was the infirmary.I shifted, shaking slightly at the tug in my leg. ‘Ow...’A bandage stretched across my thigh, tight but not painful… Not too painful at least.“Ughhh, what
20:{Maya's POV}I was still considering everything when Anya spoke again. Her tone was calm, but there was a small curve at the corner of her mouth, almost a smile.“There is one thing you can do,” she said.I blinked at her, taken off guard. “One thing?”She inclined her head, curls falling across her cheek. “Yes. If you want me to call Louis here, then prove you have grown into even a fraction of the strength you need to defend yourself. You and I have been training, have we not?”She patted my fur. "You must have picked up a trick or two. So if you land a single clean strike on me, I will summon him myself.”My heart beat faster. “Really?”“Really.” She confirmed.I narrowed my eyes. “That’s it? Just one hit?”“That is it.”A grin spread across my face. At least it felt like it did. “Then fine. I’ll do it.”She did not move. She stayed exactly where she was, arms loose at her sides, her expression unshaken. I waited, shifting from foot to foot, expecting her to shift or raise her
{Maya's POV}Luna Anya smiled. “There you are.” as I burst through the trees trying to run at what I believed to be my top speed. The forest splitting around me in streaks of green and brown. The air rushing over my fur, into my mouth, through my nose and even stinging my eyes.‘Why didn’t the first time feel like thisss?’ I thought.My paws tore the soil, claws digging large marks into the damp ground. The air smelled alive. All around me were scents I didn't even know were distinct before. From the moss, to woodsmoke, and even rain far off. ‘Wow!’Every sound carried as if my version of the world had been set to premium. No filters whatsoever. I could hear my own heart racing, and beneath it I could even feel the steady, fierce presence of Amari inside me.We had done it. She was not a ghost in my body anymore. She was me.“This feels amazing.” I managed to say aloud even as a wolf.I leapt over a fallen log, landed hard, and skidded to a stop at the edge of the training ground. L
Maya’s PovMy eyes flicked from Luna Anya to Louis, then to the quiet elders who sat with their mouths pressed shut, avoiding my gaze. My heart was racing. I was still standing near the corner of the room, but everything inside me felt too loud to bear.“What just happened?” I asked, voice sharp, hoping someone would say something, anything.Nothing.No response. Not even a flinch.The silence rang louder than any answer. I opened my mouth to press again, but Louis stepped in before I could. His touch was light on my arm, but the way he looked at me, it was the kind of look that told me to tread carefully.“Calm down,” he said quietly. Like I was about to combust.Calm down?Luna Anya still hadn’t moved. She sat back in her seat, arms crossed lightly as she exhaled, slow and long, like the weight of the room pressed fully onto her shoulders. Then finally, she straightened and looked at the elders.“You all heard what Lucas said,” she began, voice calm but cold. “He didn’t just ask for
Louis's Pov“Here?” I echoed, my voice cracking louder than I meant. I pulled it back with a breath, lowering it. “Did you agree to that?”Luna didn’t answer right away. Just sipped her tea like the question hadn’t sunk in. Or maybe she was stalling. Either way, that wasn’t a yes, or a no.My stomach twisted. The idea of Lucas coming here, on Amber soil, walking into our house with that smile… that pride… it didn’t sit right. It reeked of something worse than politics. It reeked of bait.“How’s she doing?” Luna asked instead.I caught the shift in her eyes, soft, but probing. She’d already been to see Maya, I was sure of it. Still, I answered.“She came around,” I said. “Could finally speak a little. Still weak. Still recovering. But she’s fighting.” I watched Luna carefully.“Good,” she murmured, voice flat. And that was it. Just one word, then silence.She sat back like the weight of the world pressed on her spine. I wanted to ask more, like why she hadn’t told me sooner, why Lucas







