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“What the actual fuck Lyn? That dipshit, ass hat, tick dipper. When I get my hands on him…” “You’ll what Keiral? Blast him away with your fart? Claw his eyes out with your nail file? Growl at him? Shave his balls with a blunt blade? You are a small wolf with no bite. I have seen you chase a cat,” My cousin Curt said from the sofa. Keiral meant well, but her gold hair that was supposed to make her some special healer didn’t. Her father’s brown wolf blood that should’ve given some extra speed capabilities missed it’s target. In the end all we got was the cutest little bunny wolf who couldn’t hurt a fly. We loved Keiral, but she had the biggest mouth in Questorian Valley. Which mostly had us Gorde wolfs fighting her battles. None of us wanted repeats but she kept em coming. For a tiny little Canus lupus she sure knew how to start a fight, just not very good at the following through part. That she left for us. After I woke up alone in my caravan, with the tiniest feeling I had hallucinated a male in my caravan— I called my family. I started with my Aunt Helen since she was visiting Ouma Wells. They came around the first two days, and Elder Amer couldn’t stop grumbling about my fight with Desiree. Uncle Max arrived this morning with my cousins Keiral, Curt and Lechandray. Not sure who else would come but I didn’t give a billy. Keiral never missed an opportunity to visit and add her two cent comments. Keiral meant well. So I smiled at my brown dough eyed cousin as Curt’s burly belly and Line-backer shoulders shook with silent laughter. After uncle Max left to see to some work stuff, Curt baked a pie he brought while Lechandray and Keiral helped me finish varnishing the outside table under the oak tree. We just finished when Curt brought the food outside. What started out as a ‘need to know recap of events’ turned out into a ‘we know too much’ “What are you gonna do Curt? Eat more rabbit pie?” Lechandray sputtered from her position under the table. “I have you know, aunt Judes rabbit pie is full of vitamins and can cure just about any sickness. Don’t blame the pie. I unfortunately can’t do nothing when I’m set to leave for the Rinks next week. Haden and John are joining and no fights with sentinels are allowed. Alphas orders. Doesn’t mean I’ma be going for hunt runs with the guy. But with all that said and done you asked for it. You once liked John.” “Correction, I tolerated John because he was my mate. But the mate bond didn’t kick in. So hilly John dilly decided to go knobbing.” “Well, mate or not, he’s still an asshat,” Keiral muttered with a sneer. Her eye brows would go into a deep frown whenever she was mad. And now she was very much so. Lechandray got up from her hunched position under the table. We only used it when my family visited. There wasn’t much space in the Caravan for the family. We were a tall bunch. Curt took most of the double seater anyway. But Lechandray was the ideal definition of a Sentinel. Her lean muscles flexing as she stretched out her tall form. Her keen slanted eyes and long neck were genetic makeups of her fathers family. Her grey wolf were ours. “We can’t wait for your fat ass to join us sweet cuz. The Sentinels are going to enjoy breaking you in.” Her words were a promise as the small smile twisted her mouth in an almost wistful grin as she stared eagerly at Curt. “That’s nasty Chan,” Keiral accused as she walked closer to Curt. “Says the girl who can’t cross a finish line without Papa growling in the background.” Lechandray's wolf wouldn’t be kind enough to let Keiral one up her. I knew it. She’s going to get us in a fight if she doesn’t shut her yap. My wolf warned me with a groan. She didn’t like fighting Keiral’s battles but we were the biggest wolf and the only black wolf apart from Ouma Wells.
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Krav The pressure pushed again, harder. Not an attack. An instruction. Get up. Move. Remember. Claim. The same way I would tell a young dragon to ride a crosswind instead of fighting it until he tumbled. “Not yours,” I said. “Not this life.” I felt it smile. Not warm. Not cruel. Certain. Then my vision shifted a last time and locked into something that made my stomach drop. I was looking through eyes that were mine and not mine at a battlefield that wasn’t a field. A grid suspended in air. Bodies moved across it in lines. Wolves. Dragons. Something older. I moved my hand and the grid answered. A door opened in the middle and he walked through. Me. Not me. He carried blue in his bones the way I carried it in my blood. He carried heat in his wings that matched the heat in my throat. He looked at me like I was late. Then he said my name in a voice that had never needed a mouth. “Korrin.” My body flinched. No one had called me that in years. Not as a name. As a title. The old wo
How to Catch a Mate Chapter 138
Krav Flight always cleared my head. Not tonight.The city dropped away under me into a clean grid of dark roofs and blue ward lines. The tower spires cut the clouds. My wings drove hard. Air burned through my lungs clean and hot. I pushed higher until the hum of the lower nets faded and only the high lanes held me.Catan wanted the cold and the height. My panther wanted ground and walls. I ignored both. I needed the sky.Three days since Ashlyn’s vision. Three days since Keiral said the name none of us should have said. Three days of sleep broken into pieces. Every time I closed my eyes, the seams moved. Every time I landed, the ground felt wrong, like it wanted to tilt.I banked east and cut for the ridge. The mountains held steady in the dark, black lines against a washed moon. I rolled, locked my wings, and let my body fall until the wind screamed in my ears. At the last second I snapped open, flared, and climbed again. Muscle. Bone. Heat. Simple.Then my vision blurred.It hit fa
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How to Catch a Mate Chapter 137
Keiral For many moments we stood in silence, contemplative of what this all meant.Ashlyn. Me. Mira. The deaths. The god. It was hard to come up with anything worth saying.The lab around us hummed — the steady pulse of tech, the low thrum of the generators under the floor. The overhead lights buzzed faintly, and the air felt too still, too tight.Ashlyn stood with her arms crossed, eyes distant, as if she was somewhere else entirely. I sat on the edge of the counter, legs dangling, trying to make sense of the puzzle pieces that refused to fit. Mira sat near the door, her head low, fingers fidgeting with the charm Ashlyn had given her weeks ago.It wasn’t just fear that hung between us. It was confusion — a thick, heavy kind that doesn’t let thoughts form straight.“I keep thinking maybe it’s all connected,” I said finally. “The deaths. The dreams. The god.”Ashlyn didn’t look at me. “They are.”Her voice was quiet, but final.Mira lifted her head. “Then why us?”That was the questio
How to Catch a Mate Chapter 136
Ashlyn In all my years, I knew someday death would find me like a calling card, waiting to show me its face.It came that night.Krav’s apartment was quiet except for the hum of the city through the windows. My skin still burned from where his hands had been, slick with sweat, the room thick with the scent of us, saalt, musk, heat, and something electric that always came after we touched. My hair clung to my neck. His heartbeat pressed steady against my back as I lay half across his chest, eyes half closed, lungs trying to remember what calm felt like.We didn’t talk. We never did right after. It wasn’t awkwar, just silent. The kind of silence that said everything we didn’t have to.Krav’s fingers traced along my shoulder, lazy. His breath warmed my ear. “You’re quiet,” he murmured.“I’m thinking.”“About what?”“Whether the gods still remember who they made us to be.”He gave a quiet laugh, more breath than sound. “If they ever did.”I smiled faintly, but it faded almost as quick. S
How to Catch a Mate Chapter 135
KeiralIt had been a month since they found out about the god, and not a single day since that day had passed without me worrying about it. The labs were quieter now, but my mind wasn’t. Every night the dreams came.The black horse.The shadowed figure.The voice whispering about choices and fire.It was never the same, yet it always ended the same — a feeling that something inside me was ticking down, waiting.The rain started late that afternoon, soft against the window glass. I sat cross-legged on the couch, hair pulled up, surrounded by folders and half-empty tea cups. The apartment Ellan had given me was too big. Too polished. Chrome counters, slate floors, a single plant that kept dying because I forgot to water it. It didn’t feel like home — just a pause.A knock came at the door.I didn’t move. “I’m working,” I said.“You’re lying,” Ellan’s voice answered through the door.I sighed, got up, and opened it.He stood there holding a brown paper bag that smelled like soy sauce, ga
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