تسجيل الدخولDraven’s POVThe bike felt wrong under me before I’d even cleared the first turn.Every muscle was struggling with the wolfsbane still in my body slow when it should have been quick slow when I needed it to be fast. I had been hurt before while racing. I had never raced like this before not with much depending on staying on my feet for the whole race.I kept my grip loose even though every part of me wanted to hold on tighter remembering from a time ago a lesson from when I still had everything before I was sent away before all of this became my life. Fighting the bike uses energy than fighting the poison ever will. Let the bike do what it was made to do and save your energy for the real fight.Sweat had already soaked my shirt by the straight part of the track and every breeze blowing against the wound, on my side reminded me just how little space I had left to work with today.Ronan’s father took the lead on the turn his bike passing mine with a smoothness that told me exactly how m
Bella’s POV“Clear the grid.”The order came from the officials’ box, sharp and clipped, and I watched circuit guards move fast toward the starting line, hands hovering near weapons none of them had needed until sixty seconds ago.My body still felt like it was someone it was really weird in ways I was still trying to figure out. My muscles hurt in places that had never hurt before and I was still feeling the excitement from before it was not going away.Draven got to me before anyone else did.He ran to me not paying attention to the guards or the people talking he just looked at me at the four- animal I had become in front of all those people. When he got to me he did not stop he just went down on one knee in front of me close that I could feel how tense he was."You are okay " he said, so only I could hear him even though a lot of people were still looking at us. "No matter what they are planning you did this your way. Remember this."I could not talk to him not like this not as a
Bella’s POVThe stands were full by the time they walked me out.Every level of that circuit was packed tight groups from places I had never even heard of all of them leaning forward the second the speaker said Draven’s name wanting to see something they didn’t know the real meaning of.My legs moved on their own some part of my brain back in that guest room with the elder’s weak breathing with Draven’s blood on my hands with a night that had left almost all of us not fully rested for this morning that mattered so much.I was standing where the tournament people had told me to stand, off the starting line exactly where the new rule said I had to be. It felt like thousands of eyes were on me like a weight.Draven was looking at me from across the line. He was pale in the morning light even though Gordon had tried his best to help him all night.. Draven was still standing up straight not letting the poison show except for a little shake in his jaw when he thought no one was looking clos
Bella’s POVShe looked smaller than I remembered.They’d laid her on a cot in the back room, Ronan hovering close, Frey standing guard at the door, Gordon already moving to check her vitals the second he’d finished with Draven’s wound. Her robes were torn, one sleeve soaked through with blood that wasn’t fresh, and her face carried the particular hollowness of someone who’d been surviving on will alone for longer than any body should have to.The room was really crowded. It felt tiny. There were many people and too much fear. I just stood there in the doorway for a moment I could not move. Then my legs started working and I walked forward.Gordon said "She is alive" as he checked her pulse. He sounded relieved. He was trying not to get our hopes up. "She is weak and dehydrated. What they did to her was not quick. It was not nice."Ronan was still breathing hard. He looked like he had been running. "We found her in the passage " he said. "She was chained up and all alone. The people wh
Bella’s POVI didn’t remember crossing the compound. One moment I was standing in the training yard, the next I was shoving through the guest quarters door, and the space between those two moments simply didn’t exist anymore.Draven was on the floor.Thor knelt beside him, one hand pressed hard against Draven’s side, dark blood already soaking through his fingers, and Draven’s face had gone the particular gray that meant his body was losing a fight his will hadn’t caught up to conceding yet. The room smelled of copper and something sharper underneath it, bitter and green, a scent I recognized without wanting to.“What happened.” My voice didn’t sound like mine.“Poison dart. Through the window.” Thor’s jaw was tight, controlled, the way it always went right before he stopped having room for anything but the immediate problem.“Whoever it was, they’re gone. I checked the second I heard him fall.”I dropped to my knees on Draven’s other side, hands hovering, useless, every instinct in me
Bella’s POV“I don’t even know where to start.”I stood alone in the training yard behind the circuit’s guest quarters the night air cold enough to make my arms prickle with goosebumps trying to remember what shifting was supposed to feel like when I had never once managed to do it right.My legs still hurt from three days of training I probably hadn’t fully recovered from. My hands had formed fists at my sides without me realizing some old habit of defense coming up now that I was standing alone in the dark with only my own doubts for company.Jennifer was leaning against the fence a few feet away arms folded, looking at me with the kind of patience that someone who had thought about this longer than she let on during the planning session would have.“Every omega who can’t shift is told the story " she said. "That something is broken. Weak. Missing. Nobody ever thinks that maybe the shift they are waiting for is simply not the shape their wolf was meant to take.”“So what am I suppos
Draven’s POVI dragged my jacket on, the stitches pulling with every move. I felt a few tear open but I ignored it, striding towards the door.Thor was waiting outside with the look he got when he had already decided something was a bad idea and had also already accepted that it was going to happen
Bella's POV I have waited patiently for days, waiting for Draven to come and visit me as he promised, but I haven't seen him since then. I was too curious to know the reason he would rather not fulfill his promise. “Today has been the fourth day since I last saw Draven. He promised that he would c
Bella's POV I slowly opened my eyes. I couldn't see the environment clearly because I was just waking up; I needed to get myself first. As I turned and faced up, at first it was blurred from my view, but as I gently opened my eyes, well, it was as if magic happened. “What's good here?” I muttered
Draven's POV:“Were you not informed by Thor how busy I am today?” I asked immediately as she walked inside my study room.I sat behind the table, a book swapped on it. My hands kept scanning a particular paper, looking for a particular information but I got distracted now that Clara was standing i







