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The Pack’s Final Test

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-02-24 11:16:19

Jacob’s POV

My heart pounded in my chest as I held Faye, her limp body resting against me like a dead weight. The air around us was cold, the ruins silent, and yet inside me, everything was chaotic. Faye’s breathing was shallow, almost non-existent, her skin pale as moonlight, and I could feel her heartbeat—weak, barely there.

She was gone.

Not in the way I feared—her pulse was still faint, her body still warm—but in a way that I couldn’t understand. The woman I loved, the wolf who fought so
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  • His rejected curvy secret    The Light That Should Not Exist

    Faye pov The first thing I became aware of was the sound. It was not a sound I could fully understand, not something I could separate into pieces or meaning. It pressed against my ears in a high, relentless ringing that drowned out everything else, as though the world had been reduced to a single, unbearable note. Then came the weight. It crushed against my chest and limbs, pinning me to the ground as I struggled to remember how to breathe. My lungs refused to cooperate at first, dragging in air that felt too thin, too sharp, like it did not belong inside me. For a moment, I could not see. Light and shadow blurred together into a shifting haze, the aftermath of the explosion still burning across my vision. I blinked hard, once, then again, forcing my eyes to focus, forcing my body to respond. And then the thought hit me. The baby. Panic surged through me so violently that it cut through the ringing, through the pain, through everything else. My arms tightened instinctivel

  • His rejected curvy secret    The Suppressed Echo

    Faye’s pov I came back to awareness in fragments, as if my mind had been scattered and slowly pulled together again from somewhere far away. The first thing I felt was weight—heavy, pressing, and real—and then the second was silence. Not the silence of peace, but the kind that steals something from you while you are still conscious enough to notice it. The Lunaris echo was gone. For the first time since it had awakened inside the baby, I could not feel it at all. There was no warmth of silver light beneath my skin, no gentle pulse responding to my heartbeat, no protective hum that had become as natural to me as breathing. It was as if something fundamental had been cut away, leaving only the hollow awareness of its absence. My fingers tightened instinctively around the baby before I even fully opened my eyes. She was still there. But the connection that had once surrounded us both had been severed completely. When my vision finally cleared, I saw the dome. It surrounded us

  • His rejected curvy secret    Reinforcements Arrive

    Jacob’s pov I did not wait to hear the warning twice. The moment the bloodied messenger collapsed at my feet and forced out the words about Korran reaching the oak, something inside me snapped into motion before my mind could fully process the implications. There was no discussion, no hesitation, no careful planning left to consider. Everything narrowed into a single, unbearable truth. Faye and the child were at the oak. And Korran was already there. “Move!” I shouted before the messenger even finished speaking, my voice cutting through the stunned silence that followed his collapse. “All forces, now! We are not losing any more ground!” The pack reacted instantly, because they understood what I understood. There are moments in war where delay is not just dangerous, but irreversible. This was one of them. We left the camp behind with only a minimal guard, trusting those who remained to hold what little stability we still had. It was a risk I hated taking, but there was no alte

  • His rejected curvy secret    The Interrupted Ritual

    Faye The moment I stepped into the clearing around the old oak, I felt it in my bones that we were already too late in some way, even though the ritual had just begun. The tree stood like something ancient and wounded, its massive trunk wrapped in fading light that trembled as if it was struggling to remember its own strength. Black veins of corruption crawled across the bark and spread into the roots beneath our feet, and every step closer felt like walking deeper into something that wanted to swallow us whole. The baby pressed against my chest was the only steady thing in that place. Her warmth anchored me when everything else felt unstable. The Lunaris echo inside her pulsed in slow, deliberate waves, each one spilling faint silver light outward and feeding directly into the ritual forming around the oak. I could already feel it working, the way the land responded to her presence, the way the corruption recoiled in small but visible fractures. Elara stood at my side, he

  • His rejected curvy secret    The Purification Ritual

    Jacob As I stood at the edge of the main camp, watching Faye disappear into the forest with Elara and the small escort we had chosen, something in my chest tightened in a way I could not ignore. Every instinct I had told me to go with her, to stay close, to make sure nothing and no one got near her or the child. But instinct alone was not enough to win this war. Strategy demanded sacrifice, and today that sacrifice was distance. “She will be fine,” Riven said quietly as he stepped up beside me, following my gaze into the trees. I did not answer immediately, because I did not want to lie—not to him, and not to myself. “She has to be,” I said finally, my voice low but firm. “Because if that ritual fails, nothing we do here will matter.” The weight of that truth settled heavily between us, but there was no time to dwell on it. The camp behind us was already showing signs of strain. Wolves moved more slowly; they should have, their movements slightly delayed as the creeping corr

  • His rejected curvy secret    The Corrupted Land

    Faye I knew something was wrong long before anyone said it out loud, because the land itself felt different beneath my feet, like a heartbeat that had lost its rhythm and was struggling to remember how to continue. The central clearing, which had always been a place of quiet strength and balance, now carried a faint, unsettling heaviness that clung to the air and refused to lift. I crouched near the edge of the grass, brushing my fingers lightly over the blades, and my chest tightened as I watched the green fade into something darker, something wrong. The tips of the grass had begun to turn black, not burned, not frozen, but corrupted in a way that felt alive and creeping. It spread slowly, almost patiently, as though it knew it had time. “This is spreading faster than we thought,” Elara said from behind me, her voice steady but strained in a way she could not quite hide. I rose to my feet and turned toward her, watching as she moved between the healers gathered in the clearin

  • His rejected curvy secret    The Hardest Choice

    Jacob’s POV I woke up to silence. At first, I thought it was just the usual early morning stillness, but then I realized the space beside me was empty. Faye wasn’t there. My eyes shot open, and my heart slammed against my ribs. I called her name softly at first. “Faye?” Nothing. No reply. I rea

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  • His rejected curvy secret    Standing Without Claws

    Faye’s POV The days after Thorn’s threat did not feel real. They passed, but I never felt them move. I woke each morning with the same tightness in my chest, the same fear sitting deep inside me. The camp looked normal. Wolves walked between tents. Smoke rose into the air. Children laughed and ran

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  • His rejected curvy secret    Judgment in the Circle

    Faye pov The cheers still rang in my ears, vibrating through my bones, with the pack’s voices shaking the very ground beneath my paws. I stood over Thorn in half-wolf form, and silver fur matted with blood. My side throbbed with a fiery ache, a constant reminder of the blade Kael had driven into m

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  • His rejected curvy secret    The First Night as Luna

    Faye povJacob helped me into the tent. My legs felt weak, like they could give out at any moment. Blood still leaked from the cut on my side. The bandage Lara had placed there earlier was already soaked. Every step sent pain through me. Sharp and burning. I ignored it. I needed to see my baby. I n

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