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Chapter 17
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Marked by blood, bound by fate. Chapter 17
Draven leans back in his chair. “I don’t know yet, actually.”Jeremiah blinks. “You don’t know?”“I don’t quite think there is one.”The room goes quiet, and neither of them speaks. Then Nyxar belows. “Are you insane?” Draven ignores him.“What do you mean there isn’t one?” Jeremiah asks.“Yeah,” Soren agrees. “She’s your mate. That’s usually where the planning starts.”Draven stares at the ceiling.“Maybe.” Then he shrugs. “…she’s not worth the trouble.”Jeremiah nearly chokes. Soren sits upright.“Excuse me?” Nyxar demands.Draven rubs at his temple. “If she’s the one from the prophecy…” The words hung in the air. “…then eventually I’ll have to end her.”Silence takes over; the easy atmosphere that had filled the office moments earlier evaporates completely; Jeremiah’s expression darkens. “But she didn’t do it.” Draven’s eye twitches, a telltale sign of his growing frustration.“I know.”“Then why are you talking like she’s already guilty?”“I’m not.”“You kind of are.”Draven exhal
Marked by blood, bound by fate. Chapter 16
Draven sits alone in his office at the pack house, leaning back in his chair as he looks around the room. His desk was spotless, every folder neatly stacked, every pen exactly where it should be. Most Alphas liked showing off their power. Draven just liked things organized.He'd already gone through the latest shipment reports. Patrol schedules were finished. Trade agreements with neighbouring packs had been signed and filed away. For once, nothing needed his attention. He closed the last folder and slid it onto the shelf behind him.“I guess that's it for today, Nyx.”A satisfied rumble echoes through his mind. "Great. I want to go for a run."Draven tilts his head in thought. 'Of course you do.'"You sound surprised." Nyxar drawls sarcastically. 'You've been wanting to run a lot lately.'Nyxar huffs. "Can you blame me?"Draven taps his fingers lightly against the desk. 'Not with all that pent-up tension.' The wolf goes quiet. Draven frowns. 'I just can't shake—'Knock. Knock. Kn
Marked by blood, bound by fate. Chapter 15
Remembering Eliza’s warning, Maxine quickly lowers her gaze. “Your Majesty.” She dips into an awkward bow she’d mostly learned from cartoons and historical dramas. Silence follows. Heavy, suffocating silence. Then— “Come closer.” The voice was deep. Controlled. The kind of voice that expected obedience without ever needing to demand it. Maxine obeyed immediately. She took one step forward. Then another. Each felt heavier than the last. Behind her, Eliza remains where she stood. And suddenly, Maxine felt very alone. “So.” The man’s voice rolls through the vast throne room. “You are the one they found wandering my territory.” Confusion flickers through her. ‘Wandering?’ The last thing she remembered was being kidnapped by that creature. “Your Majesty, I—” “Silence.” Maxine flinches. Fear slides cold and sharp through her chest. “Do not interrupt me.” Her mouth snaps shut. The room feels smaller somehow. The air is thicker and harder to breathe through. Then comes a pause,
Marked by blood, bound by fate. Chapter 14
The door opens, and the scent of freshly cooked meat wafts into the room. Maxine’s stomach rumbles. A woman enters carrying a large tray piled high with food—roasted meat, warm bread, vegetables she didn’t recognize, and several small bowls filled with sauces. Another woman follows behind her, carrying a glass jug filled with what looks like fruit juice.The second woman smiles warmly. “There she is.” Her gaze drifts to Maxine’s tangled black waves. “Goodness, honey. Let me put that in a bun before it starts a war of its own.”Her voice sounds familiar. Maxine raises a brow.‘She must’ve been the one to bring me here.’ The woman sets down the jug and glass before crossing the room. “I’m Elizabeth,” she says warmly. “But you can call me Eliza.”“Mhmm.” It is all Maxine can manage, her mind more interested in the food and her mouth already watering at the sight of it.Eliza laughs softly. “There you are.” Quick, practiced fingers gather Maxine’s hair into a neat bun. “Now eat. Time i
Marked by blood, bound by fate. Chapter 13
Maxine wakes to the groaning sound of her prison door opening.Something in the back of her mind stirs—again. She doesn’t react to it because it’s not new anymore. It’s just there. Like a second heartbeat she never agreed to have. It had been there for days—weeks—months, or whatever time meant in a place without light or windows. She couldn’t tell anyway. Time had dissolved a long time ago.She doesn’t bother lifting her head; she doubts it will listen even if she tries. After the giant of a man who visited her yesterday, she already knew what was going to happen, unless he lied to her and they were finally going to kill her. Part of her actually hoped so, but the other part thought about the tiny possibility of Kassy being alive. So, she hoped he wasn’t lying. At the sound of footsteps, the presence in her mind stirs again. Closer now. More alert and almost…listening. She ignores it. She’s good at ignoring things now. Hunger. Pain. Time. Even herself.“Hello,” a soft female voice sa
Marked by blood, bound by fate. Chapter 12
Titan sat back in his throne, one arm draped over the carved armrest. Dalton and Eliza went on about the female—Maxine, as Dalton calls her, locked in the dungeon below. “It’s been a month already,” Dalton says. “Don’t you think it’s time?” Eliza nodded. “She’s been down there long enough. I reckon it’s already strong enough for her to feel something.” “And her wolf?” Dalton asks. “Any signs of it awakening?” Titan remains silent. In his mind, Varkhul stirs. ‘What do you think, V?’ He asks. “Mmmm… we shouldn’t delay it any more than necessary.” Titan audibly sighs. “After all, you have to form and bond with the girl,” Varkhul says. Titan sits a bit straighter. ‘You mean…?’ “Yes, let her trust you. The bond alone won’t be enough once her wolf emerges.” Titan folds. ‘Fine.’ “You should be her personal—“ Eliza doesn't get to finish her sentence. “Alright. Tomorrow,” the room quietens. “Bring her to me.” Titan’s gaze sweeps over both of them. “Tell her, I'm back from my t
Marked by blood, bound by fate. Chapter 11
Drip. Drip. Drip. The steady sound of liquid striking stone is the first thing Maxine becomes aware of. The putrid smell of rotten flesh, wet earth, and mold is all around her. She opens her eyes, nothing. She blinks, still in darkness. ‘Have I gone blind or something?’ She sits up immediately.
Marked by blood, bound by fate. Chapter 10
In the Primordial’s wing, silence stretched thick across Titan’s study. The room was expansive, dimly lit by a few burning candles inside iron sconces along the tiled walls. Ancient runes pulsed faintly beneath the marble floor like veins beneath skin. Titan stood by the towering glass ceiling wi
Marked by blood, bound by fate. Chapter 9
The man stares at the path in front, and slowly, goes down the rough-hewn stone winding staircase one step at a time. His boots crunch softly against centuries of dust and grit with each step he takes. The suffocating silence does little to settle his frantic mind. The deeper he goes, the colder
Marked by blood, bound by fate. Chapter 8
The man arrives at the base of the ancient forest—a path he has to use to avoid any more encounters like that with Draven. He takes his first step beneath the mass of towering trees. This forest stretches deep, ancient and with hidden secrets leading up to the high peaks of a sacred mountain wher
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