CHAPTER 3
I arrived at the clinic very early in the morning, hoping that being busy could distract my mind from last night's strange dream. The shadow of the golden-eyed wolf still haunted my thoughts, and I wasn't sure whether it was real or just a hallucination from the stress of moving.
Dr. Hayes was already there, preparing equipment for a small surgery on a cat. He glanced at me with a worried look.
"You look like you didn't sleep well," he commented while handing me a cup of coffee. "Bad dreams?"
"Something like that," I replied while gratefully accepting the coffee. "Maybe I need time to adapt to a new place."
Before Dr. Hayes could respond, the familiar sound of a pickup truck engine was heard from outside. My heart immediately beat faster—I had memorized that engine sound since yesterday.
"Kael's coming this early?" I muttered, trying to sound casual even though my stomach was already fluttering.
Dr. Hayes smiled thinly. "He said he wanted to check on Thunder again. Though I think Thunder has completely recovered."
The clinic door opened, and Kael entered carrying two coffee cups and a fragrant paper bag. He wore black jeans and a dark blue flannel shirt, which made his gray eyes even more striking. His black hair was slightly messy, as if he had just woken up, but somehow, that made him look even more attractive.
"Good morning," he greeted, his deep voice immediately making my entire body tremble. His gray eyes immediately sought mine, and when they met, I felt again the same electric sensation as yesterday.
"Morning," I replied, trying to sound normal even though my heart was beating like a drum.
Kael approached the counter where I was standing and placed one of the coffee cups in front of me. "I thought you needed better coffee than what Dr. Hayes usually makes."
"Hey!" Dr. Hayes protested with mock offense. "My coffee isn't that bad."
Kael smiled—the first smile I had seen from him, and my God, that smile could make my knees weak. "Sorry, Doc. But this is coffee from Moonbean Café. They have the best barista in town."
I lifted the cup and inhaled its aroma. Coffee with a mixture of vanilla and cinnamon—exactly like what I liked. "How did you know I like coffee like this?"
Something glinted in his gray eyes. "Lucky guess."
But I felt it wasn't just a guess. There was something in the way he looked at me as if he knew more about me than he should.
Kael opened the paper bag and took out the still-warm pastry. "And this is a cinnamon roll from the same bakery. I thought you hadn't had breakfast yet."
My stomach rumbled right at that moment, and I felt my face redden. "Thank you. You didn't have to go to the trouble."
"No problem," he replied, his voice softer. "Besides, I really did want to check on Thunder. He looked a bit lame this morning."
Dr. Hayes looked at both of us with a knowing smile. "Alright, you two check on Thunder. I'll handle Mrs. Peterson and her cat."
We went outside to the trailer where Thunder was waiting. This morning, the black horse looked much calmer, though his eyes were still wary when he saw me.
"Hi, boy," I greeted gently while extending my hand. Like yesterday, Thunder immediately calmed down when I touched him. "How are you feeling today?"
I examined his leg, which had been injured yesterday. The wound had dried well, with no signs of infection. But what confused me was that when I touched Thunder, I could feel something strange—as if there was another presence around us, something strong and protective.
"He's healed," I said while stepping back. "There's no problem with his leg."
Kael looked at me with an intense gaze. "Are you sure? This morning he seemed uncomfortable."
"Maybe he was just sensing your restlessness," I replied without thinking, then immediately regretted my words. How could I know Kael was restless?
But Kael didn't look surprised. Instead, he stepped closer until I could smell his intoxicating masculine scent—a mixture of wood, mint, and something wild.
"You can feel that?" he asked softly, his voice almost like a whisper.
The distance between us was only a few inches. I could see the golden flecks in his gray eyes and could feel the warmth of his body. His breath touched my face, and I could barely think clearly.
"I... I don't know," I answered honestly. "Sometimes I can feel things I can't explain."
Kael raised his hand as if wanting to touch my face, but then stopped it in the air. "Aria..."
The way he said my name made my entire body tremble. There was something in his voice—longing, possession, and something deeper that I couldn't identify.
"Yes?" I whispered.
"Want to see my ranch? I mean, the real ranch. Not just trailers and horses."
My heart beat even faster. The rational part of my brain screamed that this was too fast; I had only met him yesterday. But another part of me—the more primitive and instinctive part—screamed to say yes.
"I... I'm working," I replied hesitantly.
"Dr. Hayes won't mind," Kael said confidently. "Besides, this could be considered a professional visit. I have many animals on the ranch that might need to be examined."
Before I could answer, Dr. Hayes came out of the clinic. "Aria, why don't you go with Kael to his ranch? Today isn't too busy, and you need to get familiar with the surrounding area."
I looked at Dr. Hayes suspiciously. "Were you eavesdropping on our conversation?"
He smiled innocently. "Small clinic, thin walls. Besides, Nightshade Ranch is one of our biggest clients. You should be familiar with the place."
I glanced at Kael, who was looking at me with hopeful eyes. There was something in his eyes that made me unable to refuse.
"Alright," I finally said. "But just for a little while."
The smile that appeared on Kael's face could light up the entire town. "Of course. Just for a little while."
But from the way he said it, I felt that "a little while" would be longer than I imagined.
CHAPTER 59AriaThe back door of the ranch creaked softly as the evening wind pushed it open. Heavy footsteps echoed on the wooden floor, making me turn away from the kitchen table where Kael and I were discussing possible patrol routes. Marcus had just left to check the western border. We still hadn't heard from Elena and Luna. A constant restlessness haunted my mind, like a gray cloud refusing to clear from a threatening sky.But when I saw who was standing at the threshold, my eyes widened."Aaron?" I could barely believe it.That tall, broad body stood firm, though his arm and ribs were still wrapped in bandages. His shirt was damp with dew and sweat, and though his steps were cautious, there was an undeniable strength in his gaze. His face was hard, but his eyes burned with something I hadn’t seen since the night of the attack—a determination born from pain, not in spite of the wounds, bu
CHAPTER 58AriaThe evening air carried the scent of wet wood and unresolved rage. The forest behind the house still bore the traces of the wolves’ footprints, the pack having just returned to their territory. But not all of them left with the rain-soaked earth. Something remained. An invisible wound—one that seeped into the house’s walls and the souls left behind.Inside the house, in the living room, Luna stood like a flame ready to burn anything in her path. Her gaze was no longer soft like the little sister I used to soothe after nightmares. Now, she was a storm. A fury held back for too long, finally finding a crack to erupt.“I’ll find them myself,” Luna said quietly but firmly. And precisely because it was quiet, her voice rang out like a threat carved from cold steel. Her eyes locked onto Kael, and I could feel the chill in that stare—sharper than a blade.Kael crosse
CHAPTER 57AriaThe morning wind pierced to the bone, carrying the scent of damp earth and tuberose that hadn’t fully bloomed. Leaves swayed gently, as if whispering in mourning. A heavy gray sky hung low over the old cemetery at the edge of the forest—clouded and still, as if the heavens themselves were grieving with us.But what made this morning feel so silent… was the sound of tears everyone held back.Today, we would bury Father.I stood beside the wooden coffin carried by Marcus and two members of Kael’s pack. The dark wood looked strong and cold, yet it couldn’t contain the tremble in my chest.No music. No priest.Just us—Luna, Elena, Marcus, and a group of wolves in human form, standing in a solemn semicircle around the freshly dug grave. The red earth was damp, ready to swallow the eternity of someone we once called home.Kael stood directly across from me
CHAPTER 56AriaI sat at the end of the living room sofa, staring at Luna, who sat silently with her fists clenched in her lap. Her fingers were entwined so tightly her knuckles had turned white. Her eyes were fixed on the floor, but her gaze was empty, as if she wasn’t truly seeing anything. The room felt too quiet, as if it were holding its breath along with us. There was no sound from the television, no ticking of the wall clock—only the echo of my heartbeat pounding in my head.I waited for the right moment, but every second that passed only made my chest tighter. Nausea rose to my throat, and my hands on my lap began to tremble. I had to tell her. Now. Before my courage drowned in the fear tightening its grip.“Luna…” My voice came out as a whisper, barely escaping my throat. I swallowed thickly, the taste bitter and dense. In my mind, I had rehearsed the words over and over, but no arran
Chapter 55: Returning with a Heavy BurdenThe journey home from the clearing felt like walking through a thick fog that choked our souls. Every step we took on the uneven, muddy forest ground felt heavy, as if gravity had doubled just for us, pulling our bodies to the earth with cruel force. The cool night air now felt like it was piercing our skin like thousands of ice needles, carrying with it the scent of damp earth mixed with the sharp metallic smell of blood that had dried and clotted on my clothes—a horrifying reminder of the tragedy that had just occurred.Kael and Marcus walked ahead with trembling yet steady steps, both carefully carrying John's body as if bearing the most precious treasure. They moved in sync like a sad dance that had been practiced countless times, step by measured step with mathematical precision so as not to jostle the lifeless body. Occasionally they stopped with labored breathing to adjust position, ensuring John's
Chapter 54: An Unexpected LossThe wall clock in the living room ticked with a sound that seemed deafeningly loud in the silence of the night—tick, tick, tick—each tick like a small hammer blow striking my ribs. It was nearly one in the morning, but my eyes weren't sleepy at all. My eyelids felt heavy yet refused to close, as if afraid of missing something important. The anxiety gnawing at my heart made every second feel like an hour, every minute like torturous eternity.I sat on the sofa with my legs tucked tightly, clutching a sofa pillow so hard that my knuckles turned white. The soft pillow fabric was already wrinkled from my unconscious grip that tightened every time dark thoughts crept into my head. Occasionally I glanced toward the window, hoping to see two familiar figures emerge from the forest darkness, but all I could see were silhouettes of trees swaying in the night breeze.Elena had gone to Luna's room half an hour ago