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147. Knocks
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2026-01-05 11:38:03Nalini
The 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
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Mine to keep, mine to break 155. Three of us
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
Mine to keep, mine to break 154. Ready
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
Mine to keep, mine to break 153. Beacon
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
Mine to keep, mine to break 152. Complications
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
Mine to keep, mine to break 151. A mistake
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
Mine to keep, mine to break 150. Flight
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
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