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Dylan shot out of his seat, his hands curling into fists beside him. His gaze was pinned on the dome, watching as the wolfsbane began its excruciating effect. Beside him, Jordan watched quietly. Whispers went through the crowd, and a few shifters turned their faces away, unable to watch. Not Dylan though. His gaze never left the dome. His body had gone completely rigid, and he was on the verge of crossing over the barrier. His eyes flashed a deep gold, the sign of his wolf awakening. The sight of his woman in pain enraged his wolf, and he could feel it scratching at the edge of his mind, wanting to take over. When Scarlett let out another scream, he took a step forward. Jordan swiftly grabbed his arm and tried to pull him back, but he nearly lost his life because of it. Dylan whirled around with a vicious snarl, his eyes bleeding into black coals. His hand shot out, wrapping tight around Jordan's throat. A few of the shifters moved away in terror, caught between the screaming h
The second trial took place two days later, after Scarlett fully healed from the snake bite. Following what happened the last time, the pack members all gathered in front of the mansion that morning, to show their unwavering support and respect for her. Scarlett was touched. With Dylan beside her, she swore to prove herself as the right Luna for the pack, and in return, the pack members swore their loyalty to her. This was what she had always wanted. To be accepted and respected, not just as Dylan's wife, but as their future Luna too. That morning, as Dylan led her into the forest where the dome waited, she slipped her hand into his. "I know you don't want me to do this," she murmured. "If you had your way, you'd stop the trial."Dylan didn't reply immediately. He stopped and turned, taking her in his arms. He carefully brushed her hair aside, stroking one finger down her cheek. Then he smiled. "You're right. I don't want you doing this. But after seeing how excited you were whe
Scarlett got to the entrance of the pack without anyone stopping her. A few of the shifters did give her strange looks, but they merely bowed and went on with their day. Their respect for her after the first trial was clearly visible, and it only made her more adamant to complete it. She walked past the guards on duty, then paused when one called out a greeting to her. "Greetings, Lady Callahan.""Hello. I'm just taking a walk," she lied. "To get some air.""Do you need help?" the guard asked further. It was a harmless question, but it only made Scarlett feel worse. She was tired of everyone treating her like some weak creature. Without answering, she turned and walked in the other direction. It was almost noon, but the weather remained chilly. She shivered involuntarily and hugged her arms, but she didn't stop until she reached the northern border. If she stepped through it, she would no longer be under the protection of the pack. Before she crossed over the border, she stopp
Jordan and Caleb were seated together in the living room, discussing in low tones. Jordan lay across the couch, his head on Caleb's thighs, while Caleb softly caressed his hair. They both looked serious. "You know a war with Andromeda is imminent," Jordan was saying. "Three months have been wasted, yet the warriors haven't found Helgar and the others.""I know," Caleb murmured. "I think Dylan knows too. But no one wants to talk about it because it's better to think we have a chance of stopping them."He paused for a moment, then looked down at Jordan. "Are you scared?"Jordan gazed up at him and smiled. "No. Just worried.""About what?""Surviving. You, me, Dylan, Scarlett. Everyone else. I want us to survive this.""We will." Caleb said. "We definitely will.""But how can you be sure?" Jordan asked softly. "When the war begins, we're going to be separated, fighting beside Alpha Dylan and protecting Scarlett. I won't be there to protect you.""You know I can protect myself.""That's
Scarlett stared at him for a long time. Her eyes were tired, her skin pale and warm to the touch. She looked like she wanted to protest, but didn't have the strength for it. Slowly, she turned her head away and sighed. "We're not having this conversation again, Dylan," she murmured. "Damn right we aren't, 'cos the trial is cancelled already.""You wouldn't do that." she shot back, even though her voice came out weak. "You gave me your word.""I know I did, and I intended to keep it," Dylan said. "But when it involves you almost dying, my word means nothing.""I passed the first trial." Scarlett protested. "It wasn't the wolf that attacked me. It wasn't because of the trial that I got hurt. I completed the trial even before I got bitten...""It doesn't change the fact that you got hurt." Dylan's voice kept rising with annoyance as he tried to make her see reason. "Yes, it wasn't the wolf that attacked you, but you still got hurt. I'm not putting your life in danger because of some f
Scarlett was dying right in front of Dylan's eyes, yet there was absolutely nothing he could do to help her. He had never felt so helpless and useless in his entire life. He pulled her into his arms, cradling her face and wiping the tears of fear that spilled down her cheeks. "No, no, no," he whispered, his hands shaking, mirroring the tremble in his voice. "Stay with me, my love."Scarlett's eyes rolled backwards, showing only the whites as the pupils disappeared. Her body started to convulse, and she started to foam in the mouth. Caleb watched Dylan crash out, and at that moment, he believed Scarlett would really die. Twenty minutes was almost over, and if she wasn't injected with the anti-venom before then, it would be too late. [Jordan! Where are you?!] he yelled into the mind link. [On my way. Hope had to prepare the anti-venom...][You have to hurry. Scarlett is dying.] Caleb didn't know when he started to cry. Seeing Scarlett in that state, her skin turning ashen, her enti
Those were the only words Dylan wanted to hear. He stepped away from her, unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off. Then he reached for her. "Wait," she stopped him, palms pressed against his bare chest. God, he was ripped. Her fingers tingled as she stroked his pecs and rock-hard abs. "Keep tou
Dylan had always been bad at consoling a person who was hurting. Born and bred under intense training and cold brutality, he never showed emotion. He saw it as being weak, and he despised weakness. But Scarlett's sobs got to him, twisted into his heart like he had been stabbed, and punched a hole
Dylan was furious. Not at Jordan or his hunters, or at Caleb who just waltzed into the pack after three years of being away. He was furious at himself for leaving the pack, knowing he had a human wife living in his home. He should have stayed back, let the hunters go on the hunt alone. They'd don
"What are you doing here?"For a full minute, Scarlett froze, and for two reasons. First, she never expected Dylan to break out from his sleepwalking state. Leah never broke out. Secondly, she was clad in just her pink nightgown, without her robe. With the glow from the candle lights and the chan







