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Author: Quinn Ryts
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Darius's POV

My wolf was tearing me apart, howling in my skull as I paced the office, the wooden floor creaking under my restless steps. Three days. Three damn days since Selene was taken, and I was no closer to finding her. My chest ached, a raw, gnawing pain that wouldn’t quit.

I could still feel her through our bond—faint yes, but there, a stubborn pulse telling me she was alive. She was out there, fighting, probably hoping I’d come for her, and here I was, chasing dead ends like a fool. The mountain gave us nothing, the runes where silent, Seraphina was nowhere to be found. I’d hoped she’d appear, like she did when Selene’s presence summoned her, but I didn’t know how to call her, and my brain was cracking under the weight of it all.“Damn it!” I roared, my voice breaking as I grabbed a chair and flung it across the room.

It crashed against the wall, splintering with a loud crack. Marcus, standing by the window, dodged it, his eyes widening for a split second before settling bac
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  • Marked By Fate   95

    I could feel the magic in the room, thick and heavy, like it was waiting for me to act. I opened my eyes, looking up at the moon, its glow filling me with a strange calm. This was right. This was what I was meant to do.“Are you ready?” Noita asked, her voice steady, her eyes locked on mine.I nodded, my throat tight but my resolve firm. “I’m ready,” I said, my voice clear, carrying over the chant. “For him. For our child.”She smiled, a small, sad smile, and stepped back, her hands raised as the chanting grew louder. I lifted the knife, my hands steady, my heart full. The moonlight bathed me, the air humming with power, and I closed my eyes again, picturing Kasamaan’s face, our child’s laughter, the life we’d built. It was worth it. The ritual began, Noita’s voice filling the chamber with a low, rhythmic chant that seemed to pull at my soul, like it was charging me with some ancient power. My hands gripped the knife, its handle cold against my palms, and I lifted it, ready to complet

  • Marked By Fate   94

    Her skin was warm, but her breathing was too slow, too weak. Whatever magic they’d used on her was still working, holding her under. I pressed my forehead to hers, my voice low, pleading. “You’re stronger than this. Fight it, babe. I need you.”No response, just the faint rise and fall of her chest. My throat tightened, fear mixing with the rage burning in my gut. I looked around, the empty cage in the corner catching my eye—silver, her scent still clinging to it. The child we’d found, maybe Rhea, was with the warriors now, safe for the moment. But Selene—she was the one they wanted, the one they’d tried to force into this ritual.Outside, the fighting grew louder, snarls and crashes echoing through the stone walls. Marcus’s voice came through the mindlink, tense but steady. Darius, we’ve got rogues out here. Too many. Need you.I growled, my wolf itching to join the fight, to rip through the bastards who’d done this to her. “Hold them off,” I sent back, my voice rough. i'm coming .”

  • Marked By Fate   93

    “You’re with me. We’re going inside.”Marcus gave a quick nod, his grin still there. “Time to hunt, Alpha.”My heart raced, my wolf clawing at me, eager to break free under the full moon’s pull, hungry for blood. We crept toward the house, its dark walls looming like a tomb. Inside, it was pitch black, the air cold and heavy with the stench of old stone and something worse—magic. We moved through the hallway, our steps quiet, every creak of the floor making my pulse jump. My wolf was restless, sensing her—Selene—somewhere close.Then it hit me: her scent, lavender and pine, mixed with the bitter tang of silver. My blood boiled, my nostrils flaring as I quickened my pace, my wolf growling low, urging me forward. The others kept close, their breathing steady but tense. A door came into view, slightly open, its frame cracked and worn. My heart pounded, hope and fear twisting together. Selene had to be here. I shoved the door open, my claws ready, expecting to see her—her dark hair, her f

  • Marked By Fate   92

    If this search worked, if we found Selene, it meant walking into a fight—a big one. A handful of warriors wouldn’t cut it, so I was taking almost everyone. Megan had been a mess since Selene was taken, pacing, snapping, refusing to sit still. No way I’d talk her out of coming this time—she was in, and I wasn’t arguing. My job was to protect them all, to bring them back, and I’d do it with everything I had.I faced the pack, my voice steady, cutting through the morning chill. “Those who can’t fight, step to the left. Everyone else, with me.” The crowd shifted, the young, the elders, and the wounded moving aside. I pointed to a small group of warriors and trackers, their faces grim but ready. “You’re in charge of the safehouse. Get them there if anything goes wrong while we’re gone. Keep them safe.”They nodded, no hesitation, and led the others away, their steps quick and quiet. The rest of us—warriors, trackers, Megan included—turned to the unclaimed lands, the wild, barren stretch b

  • Marked By Fate   91

    Darius's POV My wolf was tearing me apart, howling in my skull as I paced the office, the wooden floor creaking under my restless steps. Three days. Three damn days since Selene was taken, and I was no closer to finding her. My chest ached, a raw, gnawing pain that wouldn’t quit. I could still feel her through our bond—faint yes, but there, a stubborn pulse telling me she was alive. She was out there, fighting, probably hoping I’d come for her, and here I was, chasing dead ends like a fool. The mountain gave us nothing, the runes where silent, Seraphina was nowhere to be found. I’d hoped she’d appear, like she did when Selene’s presence summoned her, but I didn’t know how to call her, and my brain was cracking under the weight of it all.“Damn it!” I roared, my voice breaking as I grabbed a chair and flung it across the room. It crashed against the wall, splintering with a loud crack. Marcus, standing by the window, dodged it, his eyes widening for a split second before settling bac

  • Marked By Fate   90

    I tried to reach for Luna again, my wolf clawing weakly inside me, but the magic holding her back was too strong.Nora was the same, her fae spark flickering, too faint to grasp. The mindlink to Darius was silent, a void where his warmth should’ve been. I swallowed the panic rising in my throat, focusing on Rhea, on the plan I was piecing together.“Selene, what do they want?” Rhea asked, her voice trembling but curious, like she was trying to be brave.I hesitated, not wanting to scare her, but she deserved the truth. “Me,” I said softly. “They need me for some ritual, under the full moon. But they need me to agree to it.”Her eyes widened, fear flashing across her face. “You won’t, right? You won’t let them?”“No way,” I said, my voice firm, giving her the strength I was trying to find in myself. “I’m not giving them anything. We’re getting out of here, Rhea. Together.”She nodded, her small hands gripping the bars, wincing as the silver burned her. “I believe you,” she whispered, and I

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