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The time slowed as what had been a silver flash turned into an arrow aimed to pierce Dearon's chest. He now noticed it, too, because his eyes widened, and his claws began to come out. Not fast enough. Gods, he wouldn't make it. He couldn't stop the swirling arrowhead.But I could.A savage roar built in my throat as I leaped in front of him. My instincts pushed me, and all I could do was to trust them as they guided my sharp claws toward the speeding glint. Then the time resumed, and I could hear the incoming swish—I swung my hand, cutting the arrow shaft a split second before it pierced my flesh. I glanced as the pieces fell to the ground when more arrows flew. The air froze in my lungs as several silver flashes pierced through the leaves. I could barely register them all. I corrected my stance, raised my clawed hand, and—A dark shadow appeared in front of me. No, not shadow—Dearon. I stood, watching in awe as he cut the arrows down. His thunderous growl boomed through the forest,
KAIRA“Good morning, Luna Kaira!” Maryl sang, sashaying across my chamber.I slowly rose from my bed, releasing a long sigh. “I'm not the Luna, Maryl.” She gave me a knowing look, and a sheepish smile crept onto my lips. “At least not yet.”“But you will be.” The maid pulled back the heavy velvet curtains, letting in the early morning sun. “We all know Alpha Jarith will soon announce it officially.” She winked at me and added, “If the Moon Goddess hadn't taken away our bonds, I'm sure you and he would have turned out to be fated mates.”“I would have loved to feel we're destined to be together,” I admitted.“You are destined,” she assured. Then she smoothed her blond curls and walked over to my bed. “Alpha Jarith should have officially claimed you months ago, right after the Great Battle. You basically won this war for him. Not to mention that you were the one who killed Alpha Callum—not him.”I winced at her words. Only a few members of our pack knew the truth, but I was fine with Ja
“Excellent. I was hoping to hear that.”I slowly turned toward Jarith, taking in every bit of smugness written on his face. My heart thundered against my ribcage, my pain and rage blending and growing stronger. My wolf roared, rushing me out of that room, away from the man who betrayed me. But I had already known how this scenario would end…I ground my teeth, struggling to put my hectic thoughts in order. I had always been able to see glimpses of the future. I had used them to guide me or choose the right strategy in the battle. My gift appeared in brief and vague premonitions but never in a vision as precise as the one I'd just had.I clenched the talisman hanging around my neck. I didn't believe it had any special powers. I valued it because it was the only thing I had left of my mother, but why would Jarith want it?The bastard didn't even spare me a glance as he casually discussed his upcoming marriage with the Fiery Mist Pack's elders. He dared laugh as he mentioned the mating c
Another shiver danced down my spine, and I glanced up at the dark sky. I shifted my gaze to the wolves before me. I had no chance against them. I could defeat one or two… but six? Not to mention, I would have to fight Alpha Jarith, too. My throat worked on a hard swallow. I looked at the sky again and heard more thunder roar. My powers whispered…I sucked in a sharp breath and lowered onto my front legs, adjusting my stance. ‘You want the talisman?’ I glanced at the sky before fixing my eyes on Jarith. ‘You will have to take it yourself, sick bastard.’I could have sworn his eyes blazed even brighter—blazed with hatred. He looked at the warriors flanking him, giving them an order. My breath froze in my chest as I watched the wolves lurch—I leaped back as the lightning struck one of the massive oak trees, tearing its trunk in two. A heartbeat passed, and the large tree fell where Jarith's warriors were. The vicious snarls turned into cries and whimpers as the trunk crushed their bones
I breathed in the scent of pine and the night's wind. I found it almost blissful. I inhaled again, and a soft smile curved my lips. A faint pain tensed my body, but it was strangely bearable. More than that… I wasn't cold.I opened my eyes and saw a bright linen fabric hovering above my head. A tent—I was inside a tent. It must have been dawning since the early sunrays slipped through the linen, illuminating the small space. Inhaling slowly, I looked around—looked at myself. I was lying on a soft blanket, covered with thick furs. Then I glanced underneath and noticed I was wearing a black tunic—a far too large tunic.My heart began to race. How the hells had I found myself in someone's tent? I lifted my aching body to sit and released a breath, gathering my thoughts. The black wolf… He saved my life. Was he the one who had brought me here?Sucking in a shaky breath, I rose to my feet and walked toward the flap before slowly stepping outside. My eyes instantly drifted to the dying camp
I stared at Dearon in disbelief. My body had already healed. I could fight, but becoming a mercenary? A few days ago, I would have laughed off such a proposal. I had been Jarith's main strategist. I had often been a squad commander in battles. The “me” from a few days ago would have been disgusted had I even considered killing rogues for money. The problem was that I might not have too many options.Dearon, Torin, Rafe, and Nazo clearly knew this territory. They could easily travel through Korendorr without raising any suspicions. Moreover, none of them knew I had killed Korendorr warriors. None of them knew who I was, which made traveling with them relatively safe…“Come on, Kaira.” Torin nudged my arm, his green eyes sparkling. “We could use a she-wolf in our group.” I gave him a look, and he quickly raised his hands in surrender. “I only meant I'd enjoy looking at your beautiful face… and not only at those uglies here.” He jerked up his chin, pointing at Rafe and Nazo.“Who do you
I was sitting in the local tavern, a place run by Rosela—the lovely, old lady who had come earlier to greet us. She'd invited everyone, and by everyone, I meant at least half of the village. A long table had been formed, and Rosela led us to the top seats. The remaining seats were occupied by more than three dozen villagers, all keeping their eyes on us—on their Alpha.I kept reminding myself I need to breathe, I need to stay calm, but under the mask of serenity, I was on the verge of panic. This was a nightmare. I was supposed to lie low and find a place where I could be safe. Instead, I'd found myself in front of Sarendonia's greatest enemy. I was certain that the Fates had laughed their asses off when they'd decided to lead me here.“More potatoes, dear?” Andrea, Rosela's younger sister, didn't wait for my answer. She beamed at me and quickly shoved more potatoes onto my plate. That smiling woman had to be literally made of kindness. She had even given me some undergarments, leggin
DEARONI was staring at the door at the end of the corridor, a door leading to the chamber where Kaira was. She had gone there merely minutes ago, and my wolf was already running circles in my head, driving me insane.Next to me, Torin murmured, “Do you think we scared her and now she's trying to run away?”“She has no reason to,” Nazo retorted before looking at Rafe. “Unless… that one over there has already managed to irritate her beyond limits.”“Hey!” Rafe frowned at him. “She likes me.”“Gods spare me…” Torin rolled his eyes.“I think she likes our Alpha more, though.” Angela giggled.“I like our Alpha, too,” crooned a red-haired she-wolf—Celadine, as I recalled. She leaned forward, presenting her quite impressive chest squeezed in a tight bustier. “Sadly, he doesn't visit us often.” She let out a dramatic sigh, the sound making my wolf snarl.Torin must have noticed my growing annoyance because he turned to Celadine and gave her a cold smile. “Whatever you're trying to do right n
The time slowed as what had been a silver flash turned into an arrow aimed to pierce Dearon's chest. He now noticed it, too, because his eyes widened, and his claws began to come out. Not fast enough. Gods, he wouldn't make it. He couldn't stop the swirling arrowhead.But I could.A savage roar built in my throat as I leaped in front of him. My instincts pushed me, and all I could do was to trust them as they guided my sharp claws toward the speeding glint. Then the time resumed, and I could hear the incoming swish—I swung my hand, cutting the arrow shaft a split second before it pierced my flesh. I glanced as the pieces fell to the ground when more arrows flew. The air froze in my lungs as several silver flashes pierced through the leaves. I could barely register them all. I corrected my stance, raised my clawed hand, and—A dark shadow appeared in front of me. No, not shadow—Dearon. I stood, watching in awe as he cut the arrows down. His thunderous growl boomed through the forest,
KAIRAMy heart kept thundering long after we'd returned on our horses and continued through the rough mountain path. Gods, I was seriously considering everything Dearon had told me… which could only mean I had joined my wolf and we were both having a death wish.I looked at Dearon, and wicked warmth washed over my face. The way he had touched me, kissed me, embraced me was nearly impossible to resist. I should have pushed him away. I should have stopped this sooner, but I couldn't, or, what was even more disturbing, I didn't want to.I should have treated Dearon as my enemy—my greatest enemy. The way I had been taught, I should have wanted him dead. My desires, however, traveled in the exact opposite direction…My frustration and restlessness were eating me alive. I had turned into this stupid little moth, flying straight into Dearon's powerful flame. It was bright, fucking hot, and it had already begun to sear my fragile wings, but I had no intention of stopping.“You all right, Kair
DEARONI had never thought I would find sleeping in the Demon's Mouth pleasant, but as I woke up with Kaira in my arms, I couldn't help but smile. Controlling myself in her presence still consumed my focus and strength, but at least I had managed to shut down my primal urges… for now.Breathing in her scent was like the perfect remedy for the cave's cold, the exhaustion stiffening my muscles, and even all my lingering problems. It was almost as if she could become the strength I needed.Strange. I knew so little about her, yet my instincts kept telling me I knew enough. As if I could easily accept her with everything she had and hadn't told me. As if she were the Fates' gift for me. As if she'd been made for me.I gently withdrew my arms from around her waist and under her neck and rubbed the sleep off my face. I almost laughed at myself. I had never spent a night simply embracing a woman and not even decently fucking her. That fact should have disturbed the holy shit out of me, but s
I could barely focus on the road ahead. My fingers were curled tightly around the reins. I kept my back unnaturally straightened, and every few seconds, I had to remind myself how to breathe.I should have known. Gods, I should have figured it out sooner. The way he seemed to know about everything, his impossibly quiet steps, the lack of scent—Ahren was a spy. He had been trained to become one… but trained by whom?I still couldn't comprehend why he had chosen to work for the kingdom he so deeply hated. Or maybe this hadn't been his choice at all. What if he had been forced to work for the Silver Mountain Pack? I could hardly stomach that thought, but I had learned enough recently to know it was possible. The only consolation was that his assignment for Jarith seemed to be over. He could finally reunite with his sister, and—“His sister,” I breathed out as my insides clenched.Ahren had claimed that his sister was somewhere safe and that he had to work for both of them. What if… she h
KAIRAMy heart still thundered as I returned to my tent. My mind was a hectic mess. Perhaps I should have been glad that Dearon and I managed to fix things between us, but had we truly? My wolf had a different opinion on that matter. She wanted me to get close to Dearon, not put some uncrossable boundaries.“It's better this way… safer,” I convinced myself as I crawled under the covers.I placed my hand on my pounding heart and breathed deeply. After my conversation with Ahren, I knew for certain I couldn't stay here. This time, the one who knew me chose not to reveal my identity, but what if he changed his mind?“Gods,” I groaned, covering my face with my hands. Had Ahren told Dearon the truth, the Moon Shadow Pack's Alpha wouldn't have dared think about kissing me; he would have rather considered the best way to kill me!Then I recalled what Ahren had said about Sarendonia warriors, and my blood turned cold. For him and the villagers, the people who had fought by my side were monste
DEARONI felt a strange pull in my chest, and an odd restlessness followed. I jerked up to sit, my eyes wide open. A shiver skidded down my spine, and a single word filled my mind…Kaira.A few seconds passed, and I exited the tent. Torin rose to his feet, turning away from the fading fire. His brows inched up, his mouth opening, but I was first to ask, “Where's Kaira?”He blinked. “How did you know she's not in her tent?”I stepped toward him, my anxiety rising. “Where is she?” I strained through my teeth.Torin pointed at the dense part of the forest. “She went in that direction. She said she was going for a walk. Then Ahren went to find her…”I was running before his words fully sounded. I was barefoot, wearing nothing but linen pants, but I couldn't care less. My heart thundered against my chest. She was in danger. I wasn't sure how I knew that; I just did, and the thought that something might happen to her…Shit. Where were those fuck-up feelings coming from?! I was supposed to s
I had told Torin I would go for a short walk, and I ran deep into the woods. As soon as the tents and fire were no longer in sight, I braced myself against the tree, heaving my guts out. According to Torin, Sarendonia's warriors had used dark powers to gain leverage in the war. It sounded ridiculous. I had never felt any dark forces surrounding our army. And yet, I knew that Torin wasn't lying…My body rattled, and I couldn't determine whether it was from the night's cold or sheer terror and disgust. Probably the latter. My mind struggled to process everything I had heard.“The son of the Silver Mountain Pack's Alpha… summoned the demon,” I mumbled, repeating Torin's words. Jarith's father had been the Alpha when the war had begun. Jarith hadn't even been born yet, so Torin must have meant one of Jarith's older brothers…The alpha bloodlines were often blessed with longevity and aged more slowly than the average shifter. It wasn't unusual that some Alphas lived for more than two hundr
It was a relief that I got my own tent back, especially now that things between the group and me were still slightly weird. Nazo and Rafe stopped giving me the cold shoulder, but Torin remained distant, and Dearon… well… I wasn't even sure how to describe what was between us.I'd seen the tension sharpening his face when I'd told everyone about my talisman. From that moment, he kept looking at me as if he could sneak into my mind and read me like a book. Unlike how he had asked me about Harlow's death, now he didn't try to approach me, and I couldn't decide whether I found his distance relieving or irritating.Groaning in my rising frustration, I undressed from my traveling clothes and put on a light chemise. Then I finally lay down and wrapped myself with fur covers. Staring at the linen tent fabric above my head, I slowly blew out a breath. Was it possible that my mother had gotten that crystal from someone in Korendorr? I didn't have many memories of my mother, but I could see her
KAIRAWhat the actual fuck?! I barely survived the swirling storm of emotions that had invaded me. The fear of exposure quickly turned into a burning desire, only to lead to a quite bitter disappointment…I wasn't sure what I was supposed to feel. I didn't know what I was supposed to think. Perhaps I should focus on the fact that my secrets remained hidden, that no spy had framed me or revealed my true identity. But that kiss…Gods, it had felt like a dream, only better—ten or twenty times better, actually. His touch, his scent, the way he'd kissed me—I hadn't felt anything like this before. It had awakened this odd need inside me, and that feeling…In that heated moment, I'd wanted to be his, to belong to him, and all reasonable arguments seemed irrelevant. It felt as if some primal instincts had taken over, and all I could do was follow their lead. Of course, it all had changed when Dearon decided to turn around and walk away as if it meant nothing to him. And now, seeing his all bu