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Maya’s POVI kept my hand pressed lightly against my chest as we moved deeper past Blood Moon’s northern zone. Our bond pulled again, sharper this time, like a hook sinking deeper into flesh.I felt Lucien for a split second.His name kept me moving forward even when everything in me screamed that something was wrong.Finn walked ahead with two scouts, his posture rigid, alert in a way I hadn’t seen before. Sophie stayed close to my left side, eyes constantly scanning the treeline. Garett and his siblings formed the rear line, moving like trained instinct rather than conversation.Ciara stayed near me, since we began this journey. And that alone kept me anchored more than anything else.Because the bond…was no longer just calling, but dragging me towards it.A low pulse rippled through my chest again, and I staggered slightly before catching myself.Sophie noticed instantly. “Maya.”“I’m fine,” I said quickly.But Finn turned halfway, his expression tightening. “That’s the fifth ti
Maya's POVFinn had already ordered patrols.Sophie was speaking to the wounded.Garett’s pack was reinforcing weak borders.But none of it reached me properly.Because my world had narrowed into one thing. Our Mate bond.I pressed my palm against my chest again.“Maya…” Lucien’s weak voice, that had been there before, was fading into Nothingness.Just a cold distance stretched across our bond that was supposed to feel like breath.My fingers curled tightly.“No…” I whispered under my breath.Lyra stirred instantly.“It is not gone,” she said sharply inside me. It is being pulled. My head lifted slightly.“Pulled where?” No answer came from her this time. That alone rattled me more than anything else.Behind me, footsteps approached.Sophie’s and Finn’s. I didn’t turn at once.“You’re doing that thing again,” Sophie said quietly.“What thing?” I asked.“The one where you stop being here.”Finn stopped beside her, watching me closely. His injuries were mostly healed now, but somethi
Lucien's POVI clenched my jaw hard enough to taste blood.Across the ruined fortress, Aldric Shadowmane sat calmly beside the ancient fire pit like he belonged there.This place answered him.Thunder rumbled above us while shadows crawled across the broken walls.And somehow…that monster looked completely at peace.“You should stop fighting the spell,” Aldric said casually without looking at me.“The chains tighten every time you resist.”I leaned harder against the cold stone pillar behind me.“And you talk too much.”A faint smile touched his lips.If I could still annoy him, then I wasn’t broken yet.But Alpha sovereign… I was getting weaker.Every passing hour, I felt pieces of myself fading.My Alpha aura barely responded anymore. My wolf felt exhausted beneath my skin. Even the mate bond between Maya and I flickered painfully now.That terrified me more than the chains. Maya would feel it too.And if she felt enough pain…She would come looking for me, straight into Aldric’s h
Maya's POVSome pack wolves looked at me with devotion now. Others looked away completely when I passed.Like they still feared what I could become if I lost control again.Maybe they should.Because ever since the battle ended…Something inside me had felt wrong.Our mate bond. Lucien.I stood alone near the shattered western wall while silver moonlight stretched across the ruined territory.My fingers curled tightly against my chest.The mate bond should’ve felt steady.Warm, and Alive. But instead… It flickeredlike a dying flame struggling against wind.My breathing sharpened immediately.“Lucien…”I heard nothing but cold distance, and pain. A sharp pulse suddenly tore through the bond hard enough to make me stagger.I grabbed the broken wall beside me instantly. My heart slammed painfully against my ribs.Something was terribly wrong.“Maya?”Finn’s voice approached carefully from behind me. I straightened quickly before turning toward him.His injuries had already begun healin
Maverick Pov“…Who are you really, Maverick?”The words lingered in the cold air while moonlight slipped through the broken ceiling above us.I said nothing at first, simply watching them.Ethan standing rigid with uncertainty clawing across his face.Roderick tense beside him, one hand slowly lowering toward the blade at his waist despite knowing instinctively it wouldn’t save him.And Lucien was still chained, and dangerous.Even weakened by my spell, his Alpha aura pressed against the room like a wounded beast waiting for the right moment to tear throats out.But none of them understood the truth yet.I stepped away from the shadows slowly.The golden runes carved into the walls pulsed brighter as I moved, responding to me like living things.Ethan noticed immediately. His breathing sharpened.“You’re not a rogue Alpha,” he said in a quiet tone.I smiled faintly. “No.”The room went still. Lucien’s golden eyes narrowed harder on me. Like somewhere deep inside himself…He already kn
Maverick's POVI moved through the trees without sound, boots sinking into wet earth while silver mist crawled between the roots like living smoke. Above me, the moon hid behind heavy clouds, turning the entire forest into shifting shadows.No one followed me here unless I allowed it.Behind me, chains dragged roughly across the ground.The old man stumbled again.“You’re enjoying this too much,” the old traveler muttered bitterly.I smirked without turning around.“You still sound arrogant for someone captured.”The old man straightened slightly despite the chains around his wrists.“Untie me and see what happens.”That almost made me laugh.Even disguised, Lucien still sounded like an Alpha.Proud. Dangerous. And impossible to fully break.Unfortunately for him, pride meant nothing against my spell.The glowing blue markings around the chains tightened faintly as he moved, forcing a hiss from him.“There it is,” I murmured.“The real problem.”Lucien’s eyes flashed dangerously bene
Ethan's POVThe first real test came sooner than I expected.Silver Creek didn’t cross the border.They didn’t need to.They sent a message instead, three scouts spotted deliberately, close enough to be seen, far enough to retreat. It sent a signal across, a challenge without blood. A reminder.Al
Maya’s POVThe night was quiet, but my heart was loud.Lucien and I stood in the clearing behind the packhouse. The moon hung low, bright, bathing the forest in silver. Every leaf, every shadow felt alive.“Are you ready?” Lucien asked, his voice low, steady, but soft.I nodded. Words felt small,
Maya's POVThe council’s response came faster than I expected.Too fast.By sunset, the messengers arrived.Three of them. All wearing council colors. All with faces tight and cold.They didn’t bow to me.They bowed low to Lucien.“We heard about the meeting,” the lead messenger said.Lucien’s voi
Maya's POV The council hall didn’t feel victorious after Richard was taken away.It felt exposed.Like a wound left open to air.Whispers followed us out, but they weren’t sharp anymore. They were afraid. Elders who had ruled for decades suddenly realized how fragile their authority was. If one







