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Episode Seven Blood Calls Blood

Author: Rose B
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-02 17:11:16

Mira woke before dawn.

Her body felt tense and alert like it was preparing for impact. She did not know how she knew. She only knew something was coming.

The bond pulsed inside her chest.

Strong. Sharp. Demanding.

She sat up in bed and pressed a hand to her heart. The air felt thick. Heavy. Wrong.

Alder was already awake.

He stood near the window with his back to her. His shoulders were rigid. His head slightly tilted like he was listening to something only he could hear.

“You feel it too,” Mira said.

“Yes.”

Her throat tightened. “He is close.”

“Yes.”

Fear slid down her spine. “How close.”

Alder turned to face her. His eyes were dark and focused. “Close enough.”

The bond flared again. Hot and painful. Mira gasped and bent forward as if someone had struck her from the inside.

A name pressed into her mind.

Kade.

She clenched her teeth and forced herself to breathe. “He knows.”

“He does.”

Her hands trembled. “What will he do.”

“He will come for you.”

Mira swung her legs off the bed and stood. “I will not be dragged back to him.”

“You will not be dragged anywhere.”

She looked at Alder sharply. “Promise me.”

He stepped closer. “I promise.”

The sound came without warning.

Engines.

Loud. Aggressive. Many.

Mira froze.

Alder moved fast. He crossed the room and pulled her behind him. His body was a wall. Solid and unyielding.

The engines grew louder until they shook the ground beneath the estate.

Then silence.

A moment passed.

Then the gates screamed.

Metal bent. Alarms blared. Shouts echoed through the air.

Mira grabbed Alder’s arm. “This is insane.”

“He was never known for patience.”

Footsteps thundered outside. Guards shouted orders. Wolves snarled.

Then the door exploded inward.

Wood splintered and crashed across the floor.

Kade stood in the doorway.

Leather jacket. Dark shirt. Wild eyes.

His aura filled the room like fire.

Mira’s breath caught painfully.

He looked exactly as she remembered. Dangerous. Beautiful. Furious.

His gaze locked on her.

“Mira.”

Her name sounded like a claim.

Alder stepped forward instantly. “Leave.”

Kade laughed once. Sharp and humorless. “You do not get to tell me what to do.”

His eyes flicked to Alder. “Brother.”

Alder did not flinch. “You are not welcome here.”

Kade ignored him and took a step closer to Mira.

The bond snapped violently.

Pain tore through her chest. She cried out and stumbled back.

Kade stopped.

His eyes widened.

His scent hit her then. Smoke and steel and heat.

Pregnancy.

Realization slammed into his face.

He growled low and dangerous. “You are carrying my child.”

The words echoed like a verdict.

Mira straightened. “Do not say it like that.”

“Like what.”

“Like I belong to you.”

“You do.”

Alder moved between them. “She does not.”

Kade’s attention snapped to him. “You think you can stand between me and my mate.”

“She chose me.”

Kade laughed again. Louder this time. “You forced her.”

Mira stepped around Alder. “I chose him.”

Kade stared at her like she had struck him.

“You are lying.”

“I am not.”

“You are bonded to me.”

“I know.”

“Then why are you here.”

“Because you broke me.”

Silence fell.

Kade’s jaw clenched. “I never rejected you.”

“You did worse,” Mira said. “You made me small.”

His eyes darkened. “I was afraid.”

“That does not excuse what you did.”

Kade took another step forward. Alder shifted instantly blocking him.

“You will not touch her,” Alder said.

Kade snarled. “Move.”

“No.”

The room filled with tension so thick it felt like it might shatter.

Kade’s gaze dropped to Mira’s stomach. His voice softened. “You are pregnant.”

“Yes.”

“With my child.”

“Yes.”

Something cracked in his expression.

“You ran without telling me.”

“I did not know.”

The bond pulsed again. Slower now. Heavy.

“You were mine,” Kade said quietly.

“I was yours,” Mira corrected. “You threw me away.”

His fists clenched. “I made a mistake.”

Alder laughed coldly. “That is not enough.”

Kade’s eyes flashed. “This does not concern you.”

“It concerns me,” Alder said. “She is my future wife.”

Kade’s head snapped up. “Over my dead body.”

Mira stepped forward. “Stop it.”

Both men froze.

“I am not a prize,” she said. “I am not something to fight over.”

Kade stared at her. “You are my mate.”

“I am more than that.”

Silence stretched.

Kade exhaled slowly. “Come with me.”

“No.”

“I will protect you.”

“You already failed.”

Pain crossed his face. “I will do better.”

“I do not believe you.”

Alder placed a hand on her shoulder. “You do not have to convince him.”

Kade growled. “Get your hand off her.”

Mira shrugged Alder’s hand away gently. “This is my choice.”

She faced Kade fully.

“I am not coming back,” she said. “Not now. Not ever.”

“You cannot deny the bond.”

“I am not denying it,” she said. “I am surviving it.”

Kade took a shaky breath. “The child needs me.”

“The child needs peace,” Mira replied.

Alder nodded. “And stability.”

Kade looked between them. Something shifted in his eyes.

“You are choosing him,” he said.

“Yes.”

The word fell heavy.

Kade stepped back slowly. His aura dimmed but the danger did not fade.

“This is not over,” he said.

“I know,” Mira replied.

Kade turned toward the door then paused. “I will protect what is mine.”

Mira met his gaze. “I will protect what is inside me.”

He left.

The engines roared again and faded into the distance.

Silence returned.

Mira’s knees buckled.

Alder caught her instantly and held her upright.

“You were strong,” he said.

She laughed weakly. “I was terrified.”

“That is strength too.”

She pressed a hand to her stomach.

Blood had called blood.

And the answer had shaken the world.

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