Fated By War

Aria's POVThe inn smelled like pine smoke and old ale, a combination that had stopped bothering me weeks ago. I wiped down the corner table for the third time that evening, keeping my head low and my movements efficient. Invisible. That was the goal. Three months in this borderland town, and I had perfected the art of being forgettable."Another round for table six, Ren," Marcus, the innkeeper, called from behind the bar. He never questioned why a lone wolf would choose to work here instead of seeking pack protection. In the borderlands, survival meant minding your own business.I grabbed the pitcher of mead and wound through the crowded room. The evening rush had brought hunters and traders, their voices loud with stories of successful kills and narrow escapes from rogue territories. Normal wolves living normal lives. The kind of life I craved with an ache that never dulled.The door swung open, letting in a gust of cold autumn air that made the candles flicker.I felt him before I

The guest house sat at the edge of the main compound, far enough from the central hall to offer privacy but close enough that I felt watched. Kael had insisted on carrying my single bag himself, despite Luna's protests that he had Alpha duties to attend to."This is temporary," he said, pushing open the door to reveal a space bigger than anywhere I had lived in years. A real bed, a kitchen, windows that actually closed. "Until we figure out more permanent arrangements.""Permanent?" The word stuck in my throat. Nothing about this could be permanent."You are my mate, Ren." He set my bag down gently, then turned to face me. "That means forever, in case you were unclear on the concept."Forever. As if I had that luxury. As if Marcus would not uncover the truth and demand my execution within days."Your father hates me," I said, moving to the window to avoid his gaze. Outside, wolves moved through the compound, all of them radiating the casual confidence of people who belonged somewhere.

The pack house buzzed with controlled chaos. Warriors doubled perimeter patrols while others swept the compound for signs of the intruder. Kael had left me with Luna, whose suspicious glare suggested she knew I was lying about something, even if she could not pinpoint what."Describe him again," Luna demanded, arms crossed. "The rogue who attacked you.""Tall, blonde, scarred." All true, technically. "He did not speak. Just came through the window and left when he heard Kael approaching.""Convenient." Luna's copper eyes narrowed. "Most rogues would fight, not flee. Unless they got what they came for."My stomach twisted. "I do not know what he wanted.""Do you not?" She stepped closer, her wolf pushing against mine in challenge. "Because it seems like trouble follows you everywhere, Ren. Or whatever your real name is.""Luna, back off." Mira appeared in the doorway, her young face tight with worry. "Kael said to keep her safe, not interrogate her.""Kael is too blinded by the mate bo