MasukI sighed, dragging a hand through my hair as the remnants of the dream clung stubbornly to my mind.What the hell was that?And that wolf… its voice still echoed in my head low, haunting, almost… real. Find the answer for yourself.A bitter scoff escaped my lips. “Yeah, right,” I muttered under my breath. “I’m nobody. There’s nothing to discover about me.”But even as I said it, unease curled in my chest.“I just need to get out of here,” I added, more firmly this time, as if saying it aloud would make it possible.Pushing myself off the bed, I walked to the window and yanked the curtains aside. Morning light flooded the room, forcing me to squint.“How long did I even sleep?” I murmured.Shaking off the lingering thoughts, I headed into the bathroom. To my surprise, my toiletries were already there, so I got to work.I brushed my teeth, took a quick shower, and dressed in silence, but my mind refused to quiet. Once done, I moved toward the door.Slowly, I cracked it open and peeked
REENA'S POV“Okay… you’ve been saying a lot of things, but I still can’t make sense of any of them.”My voice sounded small in the quiet forest surrounding us. I folded my arms, staring at the huge white wolf standing a few feet away from me.Aric didn’t move. He simply watched me with those unsettlingly intelligent eyes.The strange thing was that I should have been terrified.A massive white wolf standing in front of me in the middle of a forest should have sent me running in the opposite direction. But somehow… it didn’t. I had met him before, when I first arrived here and despite the oddness of it all, he had never once shown me any hostility.If anything, he had been… kind.Which bothered me the most, because whenever I asked anyone about him, no one seemed to know who he was.No one had even heard of him.Yet here he was again.In this place, which I had slowly come to realize was a dream—Aric looked different from the way I remembered him. More… otherworldly. He seemed huge,
“I know he has ambitions,” I admitted finally. “He has always had his eyes for the throne. He doesn’t even bother hiding that. But he cares about the pack too. If the pack falls, everything collapses. He wouldn’t risk that, not even for power.” Cauldron studied me carefully, as if weighing whether I believed my own words. “You know him that well?” He asked sarcastically. “Not really, but…” “I just hope you know what you’re doing,” he said without giving me a chance. “I do,” I replied, though a faint unease twisted in my chest. Lowering his voice he asked, “So… what’s your plan with Reena?” The mention of her name made my jaw tighten. I looked away, pretending to study the scenery. The truth was painfully simple because I hadn’t decided. “Keep an eye on her for now,” I said, my tone firmer than I felt. “Sooner or later, she’ll break. And when she does, she’ll give me the answer I seek.” Cauldron didn’t respond immediately. When he finally spoke, his voice carried a note of hesi
ASHTON'S POVMy whole world was a fucking mess.That was the only way to describe it. Not chaotic exactly, chaos implied movement, the possibility that things might eventually settle into order again.This was worse.This was everything I thought I understood collapsing in on itself, piece by brutal piece.How the hell was I supposed to know she was my true mate?She is goddamn human!Fate certainly did have a twisted sense of humor, but this… this felt like cruelty.I had replayed it a hundred times since the revelation. Maybe more. Pacing my room like a caged predator, retracing every moment with her. Every glance. Every accidental touch. Every instinctive pull I had forced myself to ignore.There had been attraction when I first met her. Of course there had been. I wasn’t blind, and I sure as hell wasn’t dead. Any sane man would have noticed her.But attraction meant nothing.Desire was cheap.Wanting someone didn’t make them destiny.Yet she is my destined one.My doom.My chest
“Are you all right?” Granny asked, her voice soft but searching, the kind that slipped past defenses and pressed gently against bruises no one could see.I inhaled slowly, schooling my expression into something calm, something believable. “Yes. Yes, I’m fine,” I said, even managing a small smile as I straightened my shoulders. Granny studied me for a moment longer, eyes sharp despite her age. Then she nodded, satisfied or perhaps choosing to be. “All right. Ashton says it’s time you take your rest, and I think he’s quite right. You do need it.”“Oh… yeah,” I replied faintly. Agreeing felt easier than resisting. Everything felt easier than resisting lately.“All this talking will only give you a headache,” she continued, already waving a dismissive hand as though the matter was settled. “Go upstairs and rest. But don’t worry,” she added, her face softening into a smile meant to comfort, “I’ll come up sometimes to keep you company.”“Oh. Thank you, Granny,” I said, meaning it more tha
Ashton sat across from us on the opposite sofa, his posture relaxed but his presence anything but. He leaned back, one ankle resting over his knee, arms loosely folded, eyes sharp and observant. He looked like a man in control… too much in control. The kind that never revealed what was truly going on beneath the surface.Granny was still speaking quietly with a servant beside her. I watched as the elderly woman nodded, gave a few final instructions, then waved her hand gently, dismissing the servant. The door closed softly behind her, leaving the room heavy with silence. Granny turned fully toward me. Her sharp eyes softened instantly, as though she had been holding her concern back until we were alone.“Oh dear,” she said, clasping her hands together. “I must apologize for making you come out here.”Her voice was warm, sincere. The concern on her face was real, pure in a way that made my chest ache. It wrapped around me like a blanket I hadn’t realized I needed.“Ashton told me you
“Whoa, easy there!” a voice said, smooth and confident. I looked up to see Damion holding me.At this angle, his blonde locks brushed just above his eyes, and a teasing grin lingered on his lips, highlighting his youthful charm. He must be a few years my senior, unlike his cousin."Thanks," I stam
Completely lost now, pleasure erupting in my head like fireworks, leaving my underwear so drenched. I could feel the tension crackling in the air, the undeniable chemistry that has been there since we've met.With a deep breath, he leaned closer, his warm breath caressing my ear as he murmured, “I
The voice belonged to a young man of considerable height, sporting blonde hair, green eyes and thick eyebrows that enhanced his appeal. Do all werewolves consistently exhibit such appealing looks? I wondered. He entered the dining room with confidence and walked over to the table.He turned to th
As we left for home, my mind was racing with thoughts about what the elders had said and about the prophecy. Whoa, a goddamn prophecy! In the werewolf community, prophecies are regarded with utmost seriousness.A tale woven through generations, hinting at truths hidden beneath







