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CHAPTER 89: Awake and Helpless

Autor: Hannahgold
last update Última actualización: 2026-01-16 20:24:07

KAEL

Adam’s scent changes before his face does.

Fear bleeds into the night sharp, metallic, impossible to miss. It clings to him, seeps from his skin, rides his breath. His eyes snap to mine, wide and frantic, scanning the darkness as if it might open up and swallow him whole.

It won’t.

I’ve never seen that look on him before. Not on my brother. Not on the werewolf who once stood beside me without flinching. Back then, his spine was straight. His jaw firm.

Now, his shoulders tense. His heartbeat stutters.

He knows.

Every werewolf does, eventually.

Nyxcoil aren’t spoken of loudly. We live in lowered voices and unfinished warnings. Even alphas hesitate when our presence presses too close, when the air thickens and instincts scream to kneel. Power like mine doesn’t demand respect.

It takes it.

Adam moves before his fear can root him in place.

His bones shift mid-stride, flesh blurring as his wolf surges forward. He tears across the park, paws pounding wet earth, claws ripping
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