LOGINNalini
The glow on my skin refused to fade.
It lingered beneath my collarbone like a secret that refused to be buried, pulsing softly in time with my heartbeat. Every time I breathed, it answered. Every time my emotions shifted, it reacted. I learned quickly that it was not just a mark—it was a response. To fear. To longing. To power.
The council called it a containment period.
I called it a cage.
The academy dormitory that once felt merely restrictive now felt alive with eyes. Guards rotated in silence outside my door. Sigils etched into the walls hummed faintly at night, reacting whenever my wolf stirred. I could feel the magic pressing inward, not cruelly, but insistently, as if the building itself was trying to hold me still.
It didn’t understand that stillness was no longer possible.
Something inside me had already
NaliniThe forest fell eerily silent after the shadow’s retreat, but the tension lingered like smoke in the air. My wolf bristled constantly beneath my skin, alert to every whisper of movement. Myron and Timothy flanked me, their presence solid anchors against the storm of energy swirling in me. I could feel it—the pulse of the Moon Goddess threading through my veins, humming beneath the surface, impatient and powerful.“I know it’s still here,” I whispered, my voice trembling but firm. The bond thrummed in response, Myron’s frustration and Timothy’s fierce calm feeding into my wolf, making me sharper, faster, almost untouchable. “It’s watching, waiting for a mistake.”Myron’s jaw clenched. “Then we don’t give it one. Stay close.” His hand brushed mine briefly, a grounding reminder that no matter what came next, we faced it together
NaliniThe forest stretched before us like a living, breathing thing, its shadows curling and twisting as if testing my resolve. I ran, my wolf surging beneath my skin, muscles coiling with strength I hadn’t known I possessed. Myron and Timothy flanked me, silent but steady, moving with ease and precision that came from years of training—but even they weren’t prepared for the way the energy hummed around me.Branches snapped beneath my feet, leaves brushed against my arms, and the cool night air stung my lungs, yet I felt invincible. My wolf pulsed, every nerve firing, senses sharp enough to catch the faintest rustle of leaves or the subtle vibration of the earth beneath. I realized, in a sudden clarity, that I could feel the forest—every root, every stone, every small movement of life. The forest was no longer just trees and shadows. It was a living map, and my wolf knew it.Myron’s v
NaliniI couldn’t breathe under the weight of the council’s eyes, their whispers, and their demands. They had decided everything for me—how I should live, who I should bond with, and even how my mate bond would be judged. They had made up their minds that I was to be claimed, as if I were some prize to be measured and weighed. My chest ached with fury, and my wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, claws digging into the restraint I had tried to hold for so long. I refused. I would not let them decide my fate.By the time the sun had dipped below the horizon, painting the academy in muted golds and purples, I had made my decision. I packed lightly, grabbing only what I needed—water, a small bag of essentials, and the dagger Myron had once given me in case of emergencies. I didn’t think I would need it, but there was a part of me that felt the council would try to stop me before I could slip into the fores
NaliniThe morning sunlight spilled weakly through the curtains, and I could already feel the tension thrumming in the air like static. The council had been meeting overnight, I had no doubt, and the first thing I sensed when I opened my eyes was the weight of their scrutiny, pressing down on me even before I left the dorm room. My wolf growled low, a ripple of unease coursing through my body. Something had changed. I could feel it.As I dressed, trying to calm the coils of energy within me, the door clicked softly, and Myron slipped inside before I could stop him. His expression was tense, almost jagged, and my chest tightened at the sight. “They’re tightening restrictions,” he said quietly, eyes scanning the room. “No one can approach you without permission. Not even the other students. The council—King Reuben and the others—they’ve made it clear. We’re… they’re serious thi
NaliniThe quiet of my dorm felt like a fragile illusion. I knew the council’s guards patrolled the corridors, their eyes sharp, but the bond thrummed insistently in my chest, a pulse that promised defiance and danger alike. The room was dim, the curtains pulled tight, yet I could feel the warmth of both Myron and Timothy brushing against the edges of my consciousness. They were outside, forbidden, but the bond was stronger than any decree. I could feel their hesitation, their longing, and even a tinge of frustration, like coiled lightning ready to strike.I tried to focus on calming the wolf, letting the energy ripple beneath my skin fade into something manageable, but it refused to obey me completely. The glowing lines tracing my veins pulsed faintly, and I felt the faint telepathic sparks of Myron and Timothy resonate in tandem with them. Every thrum of their presence sent waves of heat and relief through me, grounding me whil
NaliniThe council’s reaction to the twin mate bond and my wolf’s sudden surge was more severe than I had anticipated. Even before I left my dorm that morning, word of the energy flare had spread. The hallways were thick with whispers, glances sharp as knives. Some students stared openly, awe and fear mingling in their eyes, while others hurried past, clearly unwilling to associate with the chaos surrounding me.By the time I reached the council chambers, the atmosphere was suffocating. The room was colder than usual, every noble’s eyes fixed on me as though I were a fire about to ignite. Myron and Timothy were not allowed to attend, though their presence lingered just beneath the surface of the bond, warm and grounding but restrained. Even that small connection had become a source of tension; council members shifted uncomfortably whenever they sensed the energy linking the three of us.







