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"Does it hurt?" Sara, my godmother asked as she applied a herbal ointment on my wounds. "It doesn't" I replied, smiling. I knew she was being extra careful with it but honestly, it didn't hurt. "Are you sure?" She asked and I nodded my reply. "You need to stop crossing Selene" she said. "I don't like whenever you get punished by her. Tell me, why didn't you return by exactly 3.30 pm?" Sara had taken care of me since I was a little girl. She was like a mother to me and the only one of Selene's omega maidservants who had my back. "It's a long story, Sara" I sighed. "But don't worry, I promise from now on, to steer clear of mistress Selene" "Good" she said. It stung as she applied the ointment but I wasn't mindful of the pain. My head was at someplace else, which was in Timothy's car. I was so happy that my first kiss was with him. I couldn't ask for anyone better. Did he feel the same insane attraction I felt towards him because of the mate bond? The day of the blood moon drew nearer and I found myself counting down the minutes to it. "Moon goddess" I called silently. "Please let him accept me as his mate. All I need is one last saving from mistress Selene..." I really hoped he'd my way out. ***************** "Arise and shine, soon to be alpha's mate!" Dahlia's excited 5am squeals woke me up. I could barely sleep anyways, I hardly got any sleep on the cold floors of the storage barn. My stomach churned all night . Today was the day of the blood moon. Finally. The day of the blood moon was a special day that happened once in a year. Today, after sunset, where we'd stare at the eclipse of the two full moons and the power from the moon will connect us to our fated mates. It'll be observed by a mini festival held at school this evening. "You'd be mated in a few hours, how does that feel?" Asked Dahlia "Frightening as hell!" I was so nervous for today. It was a day that could either make or break me. I didn't want to wait any longer though. I quickly did my chores, prepared Selene's herbal tonic and prepared for school. I left the house early today as I had been doing the past few days. The days that followed my first day at school had been surprisingly peaceful. I had been avoiding Myron because I still owed him a striptease which I didn't plan on doing , Julie, because she was a witch and I'd avoid her for the rest of my life if I could and Timothy because I didn't know what to say to him after the kiss. Sometimes I considered getting myself into trouble to make him show up. At least I didn't avoid Maxine. She was an omega like me. Short, brown haired, and her locker was right next to mine. "Our lockers are right next to eachother!" She exclaimed in elation, the first time she saw me. "If this isn't a sign, then I don't know what is" "What?" I asked, confused. "A sign that we should be friends!" She said in an animated voice, I couldn't help but smile at. From then on, we became friends. Couldn't wait to see her at school today. By the time I got to school, some other students had arrived too. I guess I wasn't as early as I thought. I went to my locker to take note of my classes for the day but then I suddenly felt pressed. I hadn't used the bathroom at school yet so I didn't know the way. But I remembered that I was given a map on my first day and I looked into it. I hummed a song as I went to the bathroom. Then I opened the door and my jaw dropped. I didn't realize I had mistakenly entered the boys' bathroom. And I saw someone I hadn't expected to see anytime soon. Myron.Nalini The howl did not fade the way ordinary sounds do.It sank into the bones of the land and stayed there, vibrating beneath my feet like a second heartbeat. The pack outside had gone silent—no whispers, no shifting, no nervous laughter. Even the wind seemed to hesitate, unsure whether it was allowed to move.Myron was the first to react. He rose in one smooth motion, already half-shifted, claws flashing briefly before he forced them back. His instinct was raw, unfiltered—protect, fight, destroy whatever dared to reach for me.Timothy didn’t move at all. That was more unsettling. His stillness was the kind born of calculation, of a prince who had learned that panic killed faster than blades. But his eyes… his eyes were locked on me, searching my face as if the answers might be written there.“I didn’t call it,” I said hoarsely, before either of them could accuse me with silence. “I swear to you. I didn’t even know something like that existed.”“We know,” Timothy said quietly. “The
Nalini Leaving the council’s territory did not feel like freedom.It felt like the quiet before a storm decides where to strike.The forest thickened as Alpha Thane led me deeper into his lands, ancient trees closing around us like sentinels that had seen empires rise and rot. The air smelled different here—pine, damp earth, iron-rich stone. Power lived in this place, not loud or oppressive, but old and watchful.My father walked ahead of me in his wolfskin cloak, broad shoulders rigid, as if holding back words that had waited years to be spoken. The guards flanked us at a respectful distance. Not jailers. Not escorts. Witnesses.I wrapped my arms around myself, not from cold, but from the ache settling deep in my chest.The bonds were… restless.Myron’s presence flickered at the edge of my mind—angry, pacing, like a caged flame. Timothy felt farther away, but steady, his emotions carefully leashed, though I could sense the strain in him. Kael—Kael was different.There was no clear
Nalini The world does not end when a prophecy is revealed.That was the first lie I had believed.Instead, it keeps breathing. It keeps arguing. It keeps sharpening its knives.The council chamber was louder than I’d ever heard it—voices crashing into one another, elders standing, others pacing, some outright shouting as if volume could undo what the Moon Goddess herself had spoken. I sat very still between Myron and Timothy, my body aching in places I didn’t yet understand, my wolf curled tight inside me like she was bracing for impact.Kael stood a few steps away, unmoving. He didn’t argue. He didn’t bow. He didn’t look impressed or afraid. He watched the room like a man who had already survived worse than this.I envied him.“This is unprecedented,” one councilor snapped, slamming his palm against the stone table. “A tri-bond violates every ancestral statute—”“Your statutes,” another elder cut in bitterly, “were written after the last great fracture. Perhaps this is how it heals.
Nalini The silence after my words was not empty. It was listening.I felt it first through my feet—an answering pulse beneath the stone circle, like a heartbeat waking from a long sleep. The sigils carved into the ground brightened, lines of silver-blue light crawling outward, ignoring the council’s careful boundaries. Someone shouted. Someone else swore under their breath. The elder who had spoken to me took an unconscious step back.Good.For once, they were reacting to me.“You overstep,” another councilor snapped, his voice sharp with panic poorly disguised as authority. “This is sacred ground.”“So am I,” I replied, surprised by how steady my voice sounded. “Or didn’t the Goddess make that clear enough?”Myron moved closer, not touching me, but near enough that the heat of him steadied my racing pulse. Timothy mirrored him on my other side, jaw tight, eyes burning. And then there was the third pull—subtle but insistent—threading through my spine like a hum just below hearing.Th
Nalini The bow of the old guard didn’t feel like victory.It felt like a line being drawn.The forest was still bent around us, branches lowered as though the land itself had chosen a side. I could feel it—roots humming beneath my feet, ancient and awake. Not answering me exactly, but listening. Watching. Measuring.Power like that doesn’t bow easily. And it never bows without demanding payment later.“Enough,” I said finally, my voice carrying farther than it should have. The echo startled even me. “Leave. Before the land decides you no longer belong here.”The guard in the broken crescent hesitated. For a heartbeat, I thought he might challenge me. Instead, he pressed his fist to his chest in a formal salute—older than the council, older than packs—and rose.“As the vessel commands,” he said.That word again.They retreated into the trees, armor dissolving into shadow until the forest swallowed them whole. The moment they were gone, the pressure snapped loose all at once.I sagged.
Nalini The answer came faster than I was ready for.The first arrow shattered against the warded window, exploding into blue sparks that screamed like torn metal. The sound punched straight through my chest, yanking my wolf fully to the surface. Power rippled out of me without permission—raw, instinctive, protective—and the stone beneath our feet groaned as if it recognized me.“They’re not here to arrest,” Kael said grimly, already moving. “Those tips are spell-forged.”“To kill,” Myron finished, his voice darkening as his canines lengthened.Timothy didn’t speak. He reached for me instead, his fingers brushing my wrist, grounding me just as the third bond flared hot and sharp, threading something ancient through my veins.Eryx turned toward the door, calm in the middle of chaos. “They will not stop,” he said. “The council believes fear will restore order.”“Fear never restores anything,” I said, surprising myself with how steady my voice sounded. “It only breaks it further.”The do







