تسجيل الدخولKathryn inherited land between two feuding werewolf packs. Both alphas want the land to increase their dominance over the territory. They never expected a human with secrets to stand in their way.
عرض المزيد173 (Kathryn’s POV) The contraction hit so hard it doubled me over. My fingers dug into Tyler’s arm as the air left my lungs in a sharp cry. “Easy,” he murmured, though his voice shook beneath the calm he tried to wear for me. His arm slid under my knees, his other wrapping tight around my back, and in one fluid motion I was lifted against his chest. “I’ve got you.” The world blurred as he started to run, his stride smooth but impossibly fast. The cool night air rushed past my face, the glow of the lake fading behind us. I could hear his heartbeat beneath my ear, pounding hard and steady, faster than I’d ever heard it. His scent familiar, grounding was everywhere, wrapping around me like armor. Through the haze of pain, I felt it, the first time, his voice in my mind, sharp and commanding. Doctor. Now. Meet us at the packhouse. She’s in labor. The bond carried more than words. It carried fear, urgency, the depth of his desperation. Camerin’s answering growl echoed faintly at the
172 (Tyler’s POV) The party swelled after the speeches, music picking up again, wolves crowding the courtyard to dance, feast, and drink until their laughter echoed into the trees. For the first time in far too long, my people’s voices weren’t weighed down by suspicion or grief. Kate lingered at my side for a time, smiling as Celia pulled her into conversations, nodding to the greetings of Rowan’s Luna, laughing at something Katie whispered in her ear. But I noticed the weariness creeping into her movements, the way her hand lingered on her stomach a heartbeat longer than usual. She caught my eye across the throng and gave me a soft, reassuring before slipping away toward the trees. I let her go. Fool that I was, I thought she only wanted a moment to herself. (Kathryn’s POV) The celebration was alive with music and laughter, but my chest felt tight. Too many voices, too many eyes, all of it pressing in. I smiled when I needed to, laughed when I should, but beneath it all, I just
171 (Tyler’s POV) While the house thrummed with preparations, pots banging, wolves stringing garlands between beams, Celia barking cheerful orders louder than any commander I found Kate on the porch, away from the noise. She was seated on the rail, hair catching the last light of evening, eyes thoughtful in that way that meant her mind was running three steps ahead. When she noticed me, she smiled, soft but resolute. “I’ve been thinking,” she said. I leaned against the post beside her, crossing my arms. “That’s dangerous.” She smirked at the joke but didn’t take the bait. “I want to give them something. Not food or decorations, something that lasts. Something for all of them. Your wolves and Jaxson’s.” I tilted my head, watching her carefully. She had my attention now. “What kind of something?” “The lake,” she said simply. “On my family’s land. It’s ours now, but I want it to be theirs, too. A place both packs can use. A place to fish, to swim, to train if they want. A reason t
170 (Tyler’s POV) Two weeks had passed since I ended Laramie’s life in front of them all, and the silence that followed lingered like smoke in the air. The pack carried on their duties without complaint, but their eyes told the story their mouths would not know every movement weighed, every word measured. They walked on eggshells around me, and though I had demanded obedience before, this was something different. Fear had settled into their bones, and I hated the taste of it. I had wanted loyalty. I had wanted unity. But fear was a poor substitute, and it left a bitter sting in my chest every time one of my wolves lowered their gaze too quickly or backed out of a room I entered. In the quiet moments, I replayed all Laramie’s snarl, Jonas’s laughter, the shock on Kate’s face as I made my choice. I had done what was necessary. I would do it again, if I had to. But even necessary things leave scars. Tonight, as the moon hung low over the compound and the sounds of my restless pack d
163 (Kathryn’s POV) The first thing I noticed was the light. Thin streaks of gold slipping through the curtains, brushing across the tangled sheets and the bare skin of the man beside me. Tyler was still asleep, his arm heavy around my waist, his chest rising and falling in steady rhythm. For on
137 (Tyler’s POV) Camerin moved fast once Kate named him. The third wolf in line Darren hadn’t even made it halfway through his patrol sweep before Camerin’s warriors intercepted him. By the time I arrived at the holding cells beneath the packhouse, Darren was already chained, his wrists raw fro
136 (Tyler’s POV) Camerin shut the door behind us with a click, leaving the room cloaked in the heavy silence of secrecy. The table between us was scarred from years of use, maps spread across it, lines marking borders, arrows noting patrols. But right now, it wasn’t the land I was studying, it w
126 (Tyler’s POV) The war room was heavy with smoke and sweat. Maps covered the table, marked with circles and Xs where wards had fallen, where the creature had burned through our defenses before we ended it. Camerin stood on my right, Beta Marcus on my left, both waiting for orders. Kate leaned












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