FAZER LOGINEvaThe wooden sticks crack against each other in rapid succession, the impact vibrating up my arms.“Again,” Alice commands, her voice sharp and steady. “Keep your elbows in. Don’t telegraph the swing.”It's probably a good thing she'd given me a whole day to rest. I adjust my grip, sweat already slicking my palms, and lunge forward. Our makeshift training daggers meet with a loud thwack, and I'm genuinely surprised there's no crack on either of them. I wonder what they're made of. Pivoting just like she had taught me, I try to hook her weapon away, but she twists at the last second and sends my stick flying from my hand. It clatters against the far wall.“Better,” she says, though her tone doesn’t soften. “Again. Faster this time. Your wolf’s strength means nothing if your form is sloppy.”I retrieve the stick, breathing hard. My muscles burn, but there’s something satisfying in the repetition, in pushing myself under her relentless instruction. We fall back
Shawn I stride into Velcar’s hall with my men flanking me like at both sides, their boots echoing off the cold stone floors. The air smells of old wood as it always does, incense, and something else – secrets maybe, or just the residue of whatever foul magic he’s been dabbling in lately. Velcar stands at the far end, tall and imposing as ever, his shoulders squared like he owns the damn wind itself. Even from this distance, the slight shift of his eyes away from mine tells me everything I need to know. His posture is still daunting, yet he is every bit the coward I remember.“Shawn,” he drawls, spreading his arms in a mockery of welcome. “You’ve finally graced my humble abode. I’ve been expecting you.”I stop a few paces away, still studying him. My wolf stirs beneath my skin, restless. Expecting us? Interesting. Who whispered in your ear this time, Velcar? Ophelia? My hands ball into a fist, that I easily let go of. Not my current issue. “How did you kno
Eva The night is darker than I remember, or maybe I had simply never paid enough attention before. The path that leads from Ophelia's place is almost empty now, the usual quiet replaced by distant, haunting howls that rise and fall as if in union, but at the same time scattered. I haven’t noticed them this much either, until tonight. Probably because I have spent most of my time locked away inside the mansion, and the few times I had stepped out, it had always been during the day—never when the wolves come alive under the moon.The drive back from Ophelia's shrine is too quiet. The only interruptions being the occasional gentle squeezes Shawn gives my hand whenever he senses my thoughts drifting too far. I keep replaying Ophelia’s words in my head, turning them over like fragile glass, afraid they might shatter if I examine them too closely.“The howls,” I say suddenly, breaking the silence… and my thoughts. “I’ve never noticed them before.”“Yes. That’s bec
ShawnWe arrive at Ophelia's domain, Eva’s hand tucked firmly in mine, the cool evening air carrying the sharp tang of burning sage, damp stone and old incense that clings stubbornly to the back of my throat. I can almost taste it. The main shrine looms around us, all towering carved pillars and the flickering silver moonlight filtering through narrow slits high above, casting long, eerie shadows that dance across the cold floors. It feels sacred, distant, and unwelcoming, like always, and I'm forced to recall my childhood days, being at this place, although a lot has changed infrastructurally-wise, the vibe of the place still remains intact. Ophelia emerges from a side passage, her midnight blue robes lightly caressing the ground. Her eyes widen the moment she sees us, eyebrows shooting up in genuine surprise. No one had sent word ahead. Intentionally.“Alpha Shawn,” she says, voice smooth but edged with the surprise her face failed to hide. “And… Eva. I
EvaIt’s my first time in the library, and I don’t think I was prepared for how it would feel.The air is thick with the scent of old paper and ink, something dry and ancient that settles into my lungs and wraps around me, musty, earthy and strangely comforting. Shelves stretch endlessly, towering and packed with books that looks like they’ve been here for centuries. Silence covers the entire hall, broken only by the occasional rustle of a book's page open on the table by the window or the distant creak of wooden shelves. There’s a serenity here that felt almost sacred, urging you to just stay calm and blend into the peacefulness. Shawn had asked me to meet him in the library after I’d requested to see him. I choose a corner near one of the tall arched windows, where soft daylight filters through patterned glass and colourful, faint paint streaks strewn across the long oak table. I sit with my hands folded in my lap, trying to calm the nervous flutter in
Eva “See? I’m totally fine. No weakness, no dizziness, nothing. I can train today.” I say as I stretch my arms high over my head, feeling the pleasant pull in my shoulders, then widen my stance and bounce lightly on my toes. A small jump follows, and I land softly, grinning at Alice.She shakes her head, arms crossed tightly over her chest. “No way. Shawn will kill me if he finds out I let you train after what happened yesterday.”I roll my eyes, my arms listless by the sides, I drop to the chair. “Oh, come on. Pay no attention to Shawn. He’ll probably just grumble and glare at everyone for an hour, but that’s it. I’m not sitting around doing nothing all day.”Alice stares at me for a long moment, her lips pressed into a thin line. Then, slowly, a smile creeps across her face.“You know what?” she says, tilting her head. “Today’s actually our free day. We get to take a break.”I open my mouth. “But—”“Trust me,” she cuts in gently, “you’ll be grateful for tod
Shawn“You’re here— quite early, but still late,” Kaal's eyes darted around, looking through us and beyond.I knew just what he meant. Late, because the meeting had been delayed for days; early, because we arrived sooner than usual, as if we were roosters crowing co
ShawnIt wasn't the mummured whispers that suddenly filled the hall that made me aware of her presence. I was mid-conversation with two northern delegates, nodding at something about border disputes and hunting rights, when my wolf surged forward. It had been pacing restle
Eva“I think I’ll go with this.” My fingers fiddled with the pendant on the necklace. It was a simple necklace, and I chose it because I knew today was going to be very hectic. I couldn't afford to lose anything of value, or leave anything behind that could be used to trail me.“Too simple... but y
EvaInside my room, I pace around, hysterical for a second, somewhat boiling over the conversation I'd just had with Shawn in the elevator. Wasn't it enough that he ruined my life? Was he about to steal it too? I let out a short maniacal laughter that sounded hoar







