LOGIN~AMARISIt was supposed to be a peaceful morning.Varg had left for some duties and I just got out of the invigorating warm bath. My skin was damp, hair dripping water onto my back as I towel-dried it.Then a creak sounded from behind me. I froze instantly, my eyes quickly lifting up to see who it was through the mirror in front of me.Gray.My eyes flashed the moment I spotted him behind me. I turned around immediately. “What are you doing here?” My fingers snapped toward the door. “Get out of here now!” I spat.But Gray didn't even flinch. In fact, my voice seemed to amuse him.Worse, he stepped further inside the room, locking the door behind him. A smirk formed on his lips and I folded my fists, fear beginning to singe somewhere in my chest. Gray was never up to any good whenever he smiled like that. My voice dropped.I took one micro step backward. “Gray what do you want?” His smirk widened. “You.” he said simply. “Gray, you know you shouldn't be here. Varg will kill yo
~GRAY “I gave you one simple job!” My voice slammed against the walls of my room as I paced back and forth, phone pressed tightly against my ear. “One job. One thing you were supposed to handle, and somehow you managed to ruin it.” Silence answered me from the other end. That only made my temper worse. “Don't give me excuses. I don't care what happened. You were supposed to make sure that my father only believed what you prophesied until I achieved what I wanted.” I stopped beside the window, my jaw tightening. “And now he knows something else.” Another pause. My fingers curled around the phone. “Do you understand what that means?” I didn't wait for an answer. “Amaris was examined by another spiritual healer and somehow, Varg and Amaris were told the truth that their precious bond is legitimate.” I groaned, my teeth grinding against my jaw grinding against my teeth. My breathing grew heavier. “The one thing I had counted on... gone.” I turned away from the window. “You
~GRAY The silence in the hall was beginning to feel unnatural. I sat in my place among the royal seats, my back straight against the chair, my expression carefully composed while my mind ran through every possible reason my dad could have summoned the entire Pack. Something had happened. I was certain of it. The foreign spiritual healer I had seen leaving the Alpha's wing earlier had only made that certainty worse. I glanced toward Varg. He stood at the center of the hall, his presence commanding every pair of eyes in the room. Amaris stood beside him. That alone unsettled me. She looked different. Not physically, exactly. But there was a lightness about her that hadn't been there before. She wasn't carrying herself like someone waiting for the next blow to fall. She stood beside Varg with her shoulders relaxed, her eyes roaming about the room. I narrowed my eyes. What exactly had happened? My gaze shifted toward Ember who sat a short distance away, her expression hard and
~AMARIS Willow tightened the final clasp at the back of my dress before stepping away to examine me. “There,” she said softly. “Perfect.” I looked at myself in the tall mirror before me, but for once, I wasn't studying my reflection for flaws. I was simply taking it in. There was something different about me. Not in the way I looked, but in the way I felt. For the first time in what seemed like forever, my body didn't feel like something I was constantly fighting against. My chest felt lighter. My limbs weren't weighed down by that familiar exhaustion, and the dull ache that had once seemed permanently settled beneath my skin was nowhere to be found. I touched the side of my neck almost unconsciously. Alive. The word still felt strange. Willow noticed the distant look in my eyes through the mirror. “You're thinking about what the healer said.” I smiled faintly. “How could I not?” She moved around me, smoothing the fabric around my waist. “I've been wondering about it too.
~GRAY I was halfway down the eastern corridor when I saw her. A woman I had never seen before was walking toward me from the direction of the Alpha's wing. I slowed. My brows pulled together, my steps slowing instantly as I watched her pass. She carried a worn leather bag against her side, her clothes unlike anything the women of Iron-Howl usually wore. The long, layered fabric, the strange markings embroidered around the sleeves, the small collection of ornaments around her neck... everything about her looked completely foreign. A spiritual healer. She looked strongly like one of them. I had heard that some packs still relied on them. But that wasn't what bothered me at that moment. What really bothered me was … What was one doing here? More importantly….Why was she coming from his wing? I turned my head slightly as she continued down the corridor. My instincts immediately sharpened. Something had happened. Definitely. I just didn't know what it was. I continued toward th
~AMARIS For several seconds after the healer finished speaking, I couldn't move. I couldn't even breathe properly. The room had fallen into a silence so complete that I could hear a pin from a distance. The bond had kept me alive. Those words kept repeating inside my head, colliding with every terrible thing I had believed since I first learned about my illness. It's the reason I'm alive. Not the reason I was dying. Not slowly destroyed me. I looked at my hands. They were trembling. I had spent so much time believing that every passing day brought me closer to the end. I had watched my body grow weaker, endured the headaches, the exhaustion, the moments when even breathing felt like work, and convinced myself that there was nothing left to do except make whatever time remained meaningful. And now someone was telling me that the very thing I had feared might be killing me had been holding me here all along. My eyes burned. I looked toward Varg. He was still standing exactly
~Amaris“I- I…”I couldn't find the right words to deny. Her gaze pierced through me, the air between us suddenly felt thinner. My brain moved fast, too fast, shirking through different things to say. “I was just lost in thought,” the words slipped out of my mouth.Ember's face softened slightly
~AmarisAs I lay on the bed again, everything that had happened replayed in my head like something I couldn’t control. The betrayal that led me here. The scent…that heavy, frostbitten pine that seemed to have claimed the very air of my room. The shadow. The hunger that left its mark on my pussy, li
~AmarisI had control over nothing…not the heat rushing between my thighs. Not the slick dripping out of my pussy. Not the desire simmering underneath my skin that left me gasping for breath.And definitely not the man who held me against the wall like I was a feather, watching me burn in his stare
~EMBER The heavy wood of my bedroom door slammed shut, the vibration rattling the glass vanity jars across the room. I hurled my designer heels furiously across the room, watching them thud heavily against the mattress alongside my discarded silk purse. “Finally!” I muttered, the word tasting lik







