ログインDane’s Pov We hit Blackwood territory right as the sun started creeping over the trees. I’d been running the whole damn night in wolf form, two straight days of hunting and I still wasn’t even winded. The pack stayed with me, every warrior bone-tired but refusing to slow down. We all knew what today was. Full moon. The day Viktor tries to kill my mate. The day I either bring her home or die trying. The second we crossed the border, I felt it slam through the pack bonds pure anxiety, sharp and electric. Something was seriously off. I shifted back mid-stride, didn’t bother grabbing clothes, just stormed toward the pack house naked and pissed. George shifted beside me, face hard. “You feel that?” he asked. “Yeah. Something’s wrong. Really wrong.” Henry was waiting at the front door, pale as hell. “Alpha. Thank God.” “Talk,”
Freya’s PovI don’t know how long I just sat there after Viktor walked out.Time didn’t exist anymore. There was only the cold biting into my butt through the stone, the cuffs that felt like they were fusing to my skin, and this huge, empty hole inside where I used to feel… anything.Across the way, Connor and Jessica were finally asleep, sort of. They’d curled up against each other like puppies trying to stay warm. Their wounds were bandaged, kind of. Enough to stop the bleeding, but they were gonna have some nasty scars. Inside and out.Same as me.I let my eyes close. Too tired to keep them open. Too broken to give a damn.This is what losing feels like, I thought, the idea floating somewhere far away. This is what being broken actually is.Then footsteps. Fast ones. More than one person.I didn’t even bother opening my eyes. Whatever fresh hell Viktor had lined up, I didn’t have the energy to care.“...gotta move now,” one of his wolves was saying, voice low and urgent. “Scouts ju
Freya’s PovI’ve completely lost track of time.No windows. No sunlight. Just this one stupid torch flickering by the entrance, throwing shaky shadows all over the walls. I don’t know if it’s morning, night, or what day it even is anymore. I just know my whole body hurts from sitting on this freezing stone floor, the cuffs keep getting heavier somehow, and the place inside me where my power used to live… it’s just this raw, empty ache now.Across from me, Jessica finally cried herself out and passed out, curled up against Connor. He’s still awake though, eyes glassy and too bright, that wound on his chest looking uglier by the minute. Definitely infected. If he doesn’t get help soon, he might not even make it to the full moon.Not that any of us are making it that far anyway.Footsteps. More than one set this time.I make myself sit up straighter, lift my chin. They’re not getting the satisfaction of seeing me crumpled. Not yet.Viktor strolls in first, calm as anything, followed by t
George's PovMorning came in cold and gray, which felt about right.I hadn’t slept. Not even close. Every time I shut my eyes, the twin bond lit up like a raw nerve, Freya scared, hurting, forcing herself not to break. I couldn’t tell where she was, not even close, but I could feel her pain like it was sitting in my chest.And it was wrecking me.“You should’ve rested,” Evie said quietly, stepping up beside me with a canteen. She’d insisted on joining the search party, no matter how much I argued. My mate had a real talent for ignoring common sense.“Couldn’t.” I took the water and drank without thinking. “The bond won’t let me. I can feel her, Evie. Her fear. Her pain. You don’t sleep through that.”“You won’t help her if you collapse.” She touched my arm, firm but gentle. “You matter too, George.”“I’ll rest when she’s safe.” I handed the canteen back. “How’s Dane?”Her jaw tightened. “Bad. He hasn’t shifted back since we found the decoy camp. Just pacing in wolf form, snapping at a
Freya's Pov I had no idea how long I’d been in that cage. Hours, maybe longer. Time didn’t work right without my power. Without that steady hum of goddess energy, everything felt off, like my internal clock had just… stopped.All that was left was emptiness.Across from me, Jessica and Connor were curled together in their own cell. Jessica wasn’t crying anymore, but her face was blotchy and pale, tears still drying on her cheeks. Connor’s chest wound had stopped bleeding, but it looked bad red, swollen, angry. He needed a doctor.We all did.None of us were getting one.“Freya?” Jessica whispered. Her voice shook. “What’s going to happen to us?”I wanted to lie. Tell her Dane would burst in any second. Tell her this was temporary. Tell her we’d all walk out of here.But I couldn’t do that.“I don’t know,” I said quietly. “But we’re not giving up. We survive this. All of us. Okay?”Connor nodded, weak but determined. Jessica just stared at me, terror wide in her eyes.Footsteps echoed
Dane's Pov“DANE! Stop!”George’s voice sliced through the red fog in my head. Hands clamped onto my shoulders, hard, keeping me from finishing the shift as my wolf tore at my skin, desperate to get out.“Let me go!” The words came out rough, half a snarl. My teeth were already down, vision burning gold. “She’s out there. She’s hurt. She’s scared. I need to...”“You need to think.” George shook me once, sharp and deliberate. “Losing your mind won’t save her. You charge in like this, you die. Is that what Freya needs?”The words barely landed. My wolf was roaring, demanding blood, demanding movement, demanding we hunt down whoever touched our mate and tear them apart.“Dane.”That voice calm, heavy, impossible to ignore.“Look at me. Now.”The Alpha command in it still worked, even if he no longer held the title. I locked eyes with my father. Marcus stood solid in front of me, jaw tight, gaze steady.“I know exactly what you’re feeling,” he said quietly. “When your mother was taken, I







