LOGINNalini
The 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.
NaliniI barely had time to catch my breath before the news hit: the council had convened an emergency session. They’d received reports of the intruder—though how much they actually knew, I wasn’t sure. Guards and advisors whispered outside my door like a swarm of restless ants, and even the students at the academy sensed tension in the air. Everything felt charged, electric, like the storm of my wolf’s power that refused to settle.A messenger arrived with strict orders: I was to remain in my quarters, no exceptions, no visitors, no leaving the academy grounds. Timothy and Myron… both were placed under severe restrictions, forbidden to come near me, except for council-sanctioned purposes. My wolf growled in frustrated protest, pacing the room, ears twitching at every sound.This isn’t about protection, my mind whispered. This is about control.I sank onto t
NaliniThe first sign came as a tremor through my bond, subtle at first, a prickling unease that crawled beneath my skin. My wolf hissed low in warning, ears flattened, teeth bared, and my chest tightened. I could sense them before I saw them, a shadow in the corridor outside my window, a pulse of energy that didn’t belong—cold, sharp, precise. Someone was here, and they weren’t coming for a chat.I froze, heart hammering in my chest. Myron was asleep beside me, his body still radiating warmth and gold-tinged energy even in rest, and Timothy’s presence hummed at the edges of the bond, calm but taut with anticipation. Both of them were alert through the bond, but they didn’t know where the threat was—yet.“Something’s coming,” I whispered, voice trembling, barely audible. My wolf growled, a low vibration that rattled the floor beneath me. The hair on my arms and
NaliniThe moment the intruder retreated, the room didn’t feel safe anymore. Myron’s golden aura still hummed around me, urgent and protective, and Timothy’s precise, controlled energy was a steadying presence, but my chest felt tight, like a cage had been closed around my ribs. The wolf beneath my skin growled, restless, warning me that this was far from over.“They’re not gone,” Myron muttered, voice low and tense, his hand lingering near mine, as if he could physically shield me from the threat. His eyes were sharp, unyielding, and yet there was a flicker of fear I hadn’t seen before. “They’ll come back. They’re not just some petty assassin—they’re targeting you… targeting us through you.”I shivered. “Why me?” I whispered. “What do they want? My bond… my power… why?” My voice cracked, a tre
NaliniThe night was heavy with stillness, but I could feel it—subtle vibrations in the air that made every hair on my skin rise. My wolf prowled beneath my calm exterior, restless and alert. I wasn’t alone. I could feel Myron before I saw him, golden heat radiating through our bond like wildfire. And then Timothy, sharp and controlled, his presence a steady anchor that pulsed in counterpoint to Myron’s storm. Both of them were here, tracking me, shielding me, preparing to intercept the danger I had felt earlier.I hadn’t dared to leave the dorm after what had happened earlier. Even moving to the window had made my skin prickle with unease. But now, with their presence closing in, I felt a rush of relief that was tangled with guilt. Both of them were risking everything—the council’s orders, their own standing—to be here for me. My wolf thrummed in warning and gratitude.A s
NaliniThe night had settled over the Academy like a heavy velvet curtain, and the silence should have been comforting. Instead, it hummed with a subtle wrongness, a tension that made my wolf bristle beneath my skin. I couldn’t shake the feeling that I was being watched—not just observed, but hunted. My bond with Myron and Timothy pulsed like a beacon, a constant, unignorable signal of my presence and power. And someone, I realized with a jolt, was feeding on it.I had been sitting in my dorm, sketching notes for the Trial of Fate, trying to organize my thoughts, when a strange chill washed over me. It wasn’t the cool night air—it was deeper, more insidious. My wolf growled softly in warning, ears twitching beneath my skin, sensing a presence I couldn’t see.“Who’s there?” I whispered, voice trembling despite my efforts to stay calm. The room remained empty, shadows s
NaliniThe moment I stepped back into the Academy, I felt the shift in the air immediately. Whispers, stifled gasps, and sharp glances met me at every corner. My wolf hummed beneath my skin, restless and alert, responding to every flicker of unease in the humans and wolves around me. The forest encounter—the shadow, the energy, the pulse of the Moon Goddess inside me—had left its mark. I could feel it, buzzing in every nerve, making the council’s scrutiny feel like a physical weight pressing down on me.“You’re late.”The headmistress’s voice cut through the murmur of the hallway. Cold, precise, but with an edge of concern I couldn’t read. My wolf flinched at her tone, as though it could sense the tension beneath her composed exterior. “There are… complications,” I said carefully, trying to keep my voice steady. My pulse raced&mdash







