MasukHe turned around with a gust of wind and scanned the trees with his eyes. I turned around the same instant and sighted more arrows coming to meet us.
Thane immediately pulled me to the ground and covered me with his body, the warmth of his skin melding into mine. I felt somewhat safe underneath his huge body, my head silenced in a moment of peace. I felt something spooking at my legs. My breath seized, I knew what it was. Maybe this is what I need right now? Thane raised his face and looked down into my eyes the same second, tension brewing between our fixed stare. “Now who the fuck still uses arrows in this century,” Zane’s voice distracted us. He spat and pulled out his pistol as he hid behind the car. “Don’t charge in blindly,” Thane ordered him. “We don’t know how many they’re yet.” Zane smirked, “And they don’t know about guns.” He peeked and took aim, then fired multiple shots. Screams of anguish followed every bang that was made. Zane was a precision shooter, and so was every last one of my stepbrothers. I wonder what their mom was training them for. “Willow,” Thane whispered in my ears with his huge body still pressing against me on the ground. “We’re gonna stand up from here and run inside the house at the count of three.” “Okay,” I nodded coherently. “1, 2, 3!” Thane jacked me up by my waist almost like he was throwing me and raced inside the house while my legs were busy jogging in midair thinking I was gonna be doing my own running. He dropped me down and shut the door pulling out his own pistol from his belt. “It’s just hunters, why are y’all taking so long to beat them?” Axel walked towards us. “Pull out your gun, Axel,” Thane ordered him. “Uhhhh, who put you in charge?” “This is not the time for games,” Thane grew paranoid. “Questions are not games leader wannabe,” Axel dissed him and then pulled out his own pistol. “This will be easier in our wolf form.” While my heart was beating fast thinking my life was over, they were both so calm exchanging words to anger each other. Almost made me look like I don’t know what danger should look like and for a moment that left me confused. “Uncle can track our wolf form,” Thane yelled at him. “What’re you guys talking about?” I pitched in trying to clear my own perplexity. A loud thud echoed across the room as the double doors plastered open. Zane pulled in an aged man by his hair and threw him at our feet. “Tell them,” he goes to take a seat on the center table behind us. “Tell us what?” I looked at the bruised man with my arms open in question. “Willow,” the man crawled towards me. “We’re hunters from your father’s pack. We thought these men were kidnapping you.” My heart melted upon hearing his story, he meant it for good but had lost all his men in the process. I stepped closer to him and ducked down, “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry for the lives of your men. These are my stepbrothers, they can be silly at times.” Surprisingly the man pulled out a dagger from his sleeve which he struck directly at my neck before Axel grabbed me by the shoulders and swung me backwards. My reflex was terrible, that would have been my last minute on earth if he didn’t. “The Grim Moon Pack will not have you be our alpha,” he yelled along. The back of my head banged against the ground with my thoughts clanging like heavy metal. For the next minute I watched them from the ground in blurry eyes, screams and yells ringing against my eardrums. Finally the noise faded and my head was in a state of sudden silence. That was when I felt her, my wolf, a sudden feeling of excitement ran through my spine with my toes twitching. Suddenly the forest house smelled good with a nice alluring smell running wide in different glorious scents. A soothing mist with red residues in the air filled my vision. I sat up closely, coming face to face with Thane who was probably about to pull me up… “MATE!” My lips moved along with the newfound voice in my head. Thane froze, he must have definitely felt something too. I stood up in a shock reaction; my jaws dropped and my eyes popped wide open. I looked away to Axel who was equally surprised, “MATE!” the voice called again with my lips moving alongside it. Now I was terrified, two mates? Two very annoying human beings? Is this a nightmare? Does the moon goddess approve of this kind of mating? I took backward steps with my eyes fixed on Thane and Axel consecutively and my mind drenched in shock. While moving backwards my leg hit Zane’s and I fell on his lap with my head landing on his chest like a planned coincidence. I looked up from his chest and the voice echoed again in unison with my lips, “MATE!” Ah! The worst of them all. I stood up to have a better look at his face with a sort of impossible hope that it wasn’t him. At least it could be Kris, but no it was Zane, the monster among men. I don’t know what came into me but I turned around and attempted to run away when my left leg gave up. It seems the man with a dagger had struck my thigh when Axel was getting me out of the way. I stared at the large wound for the first time as my eyes fell on it. I didn’t feel it at all earlier. Thane walked towards me slowly as he watched me fall, I stood up the same minute with my injured left leg and leaped out of their sight, turning my face away from him. I entered the kitchen and shut the door, and then I fell behind it. I’ve always been sexually attracted to them but I never expected the gods to make our fate intertwine. What cruelty is this? I’m mated to three devils who have always found ways to punish me for being their step sister. What could I expect now that I’m even mated to them? Did the last 24 hours change them at all?Branches clawed at my arms and face as I ran. My lungs burned, legs shaking so badly I thought they’d buckle with every step. Sweat stung my eyes, soaked my shirt, and plastered hair to my neck. I didn’t dare look back. I couldn’t stop. If I stopped, Kris’s scream would catch up to me, or worse…the thing inside him would.The village edge appeared through the trees like a promise. I burst into the clearing, gasping, stumbling, almost falling. As I entered through the entrance, faces turned to me. Whispers rippled. I didn’t care.Zane was already moving toward me, shirtless, heaving, skin streaked with dirt and drying blood from the gash on his forehead. His eyes were black, furious, searching every inch of me before he reached me.He didn’t speak. Just cupped my face with both hands and kissed me hard, tasting like salt and fear and relief. Then he scooped me up, one arm under my knees, the other around my back, holding me against his chest like I might disappear again.“You okay?”
Kris bent down without warning, hooked one arm behind my knees and the other around my back, and hoisted me up onto his shoulder like I weighed nothing. My stomach pressed against the hard ridge of his muscle, my head dangled down his back. The world tilted beneath me…dirt path, bushes, Zane’s still body shrinking behind us as he took me away.Two lycans stepped out from the thick bushes, moving towards us, their eyes fierce and dangerous. They were tall, scarred, dressed in leader clothes filled with furs.They look like scouts. One clapped slowly, the sound sharp in the quiet forest. The other grinned.“Good work, Kris,” the first one said, voice low and approving. “The Lycan king will be pleased. We were beginning to think we’d be hanging out here and waiting on you forever.”Kris didn’t answer. He just adjusted his grip on my thighs and kept walking, boots crunching leaves.They were waiting?My head banged. How did he? I thought no one knew the location of the village except for
The spear tip hovered an inch from Zane’s throat. One twitch and blood would spill.I couldn’t breathe. My feet moved before my brain caught up.“Stop,” I said, voice cracking but loud enough to cut through. I pushed between Zane and the spear, palms raised. “Just stop. Please.”Zane’s hand shot to my shoulder, trying to shove me back. “Willow…”“No.” I shook him off, heart slamming so hard I thought it would bruise my ribs. “No more blood. Not today. Not any of you.”The men didn’t lower the spears. Their eyes stayed cold, locked on us.“I’d go with them," my lips moved before I realized. I just wanted to end it all. It was too much.“You're not going with them," Zane argued.“No she's not," Thane gripped my waist gently and pulled me back. “Willow stays with us.""Then none of you are going anywhere,” the man in front shouted. "You're not walking past us."Axel stepped forward, calm, almost bored. “You want one person to stay behind, right? Fine. Take me. Leave the rest.”The lead m
I woke to the sound of the birds whistling outside, yawning with my mouth wide open before looking around.Somehow we’d all ended up on the couch last night, too wired to separate, too tired to care about comfort.The four of them had arranged themselves around me like a living barricade, Kris stretched out at one end, legs hanging off, Thane curled against the armrest on my left, Axel half-slumped on the floor with his back to the couch legs, Zane sprawled closest to me, one arm thrown across the backrest.Kris turned around to me, realizing I had woken up. I was second to wake before the others stretched and opened their eyes.The morning sun slipped through the little splintered holes in the boarded window, throwing thin golden spears across the dusty floor and over their faces. Dust motes drifted in the light like tiny ghosts.No one spoke.Kris stirred first. A low, rumbling yawn broke the quiet. He rubbed a hand over his face, eyes still heavy. His eyes met mine again, he looked
The door creaked open just wide enough for the violent elder to step inside. No one else followed. He stood there alone, broad shoulders filling the frame, the same man who’d thrown himself between us and the mob earlier. His eyes swept the room, over Zane’s hand still hovering near his knife, over Kris blocking me like a shield, over Thane’s barely-contained fury, over Axel’s watchful silence.He grinned and raised both palms in a slow, deliberate gesture.“I’m not here to fight,” he said, voice rough as gravel. “No judgment yet. I came alone. Close the door.”Zane didn’t move for a second, then nodded once. Axel reached past and pushed it shut with a soft click that felt louder than it should have.The elder exhaled through his nose and looked straight at Zane. “I need to know the plan. Not the pretty words you threw at the crowd. The real one. How do you four, and the girl actually intend to bring down the Lycan king? I’m old,” he grabbed the arm of the couch and sat down.“I’m ti
The violent elder…the one who had just declared he would fight alongside us…shoved his way between Zane and the surging crowd, arms spread wide like he could physically hold back the tide of rage.“Enough!” he bellowed, voice cutting through the air. “Think, all of you! Before you spill blood and doom every last soul here. What madness is this?”He jabbed a thick finger toward Zane and me, then swept it across Kris, Thane, and Axel, who still stood half-shifted, claws gleaming, eyes molten gold.“These boys aren’t just outcasts. They’re royal blood. Princes of the old line. Heir to the stolen throne. Don't we ought to give them a little respect?”The crowd faltered, murmurs turning uncertain. A few in the back lowered their weapons, others tightened their grips.Zane’s jaw clenched, “Respect,” he chuckled. "Such flattery."The elder rounded on him, “Shut up boy," the old man threw a jab at him. “Right now half this village wants your head on a spike. The least you can do is not make t







