Mia was still staring at the mirror with her heart racing, her chest rising and falling in a breath that didn't seem to be enough to relieve the tension that was gripping her body. Her eyes. Those eyes. She could hardly believe what she saw reflected back at her. They weren't your ordinary green eyes. No. Now, his eyes were completely transformed, with a deep shade of blue, the iris circled by a purple circle, cut by a thin, feline pupil, like that of a wolf. They were intense, wild, dangerous.She took a step away from the mirror, touching her own face as if to make sure it was real. The blonde's words still echoed in her mind: “What color eye is that, you freak?”Swallowing, she whispered, unable to hide the desperation in her voice:“My eyes... are they going to stay like that?”Inside, Prata answered with a voice calmer than Mia felt.“No. These are our eyes in lupine form. They'll go back to normal soon. Take a deep breath, Mia.”She closed her eyes tightly, trying to control the
Monday had finally arrived.The alarm clock went off at six o'clock sharp, and although the sun had barely begun to paint the sky with orange hues, Mia was already awake. She lay there for a few minutes, her eyes fixed on the white ceiling of her new bedroom. She breathed deeply, trying to calm the turmoil in her mind. The soft smell of new clothes and clean sheets was not enough to disguise the discomfort in her chest. A new beginning. Again.“Last year of high school,” he thought bitterly. “And here we go. The new student. Again.”She silently cursed fate for making her change schools just now, in the year that was supposed to be the quietest, the one in which everyone already had their friends, defined groups, social roles. There was no room for those who arrived at the end of the game. And in a town where everyone seemed to have known each other forever.Sighing, she finally stood up. She walked to the closet and let her eyes roam over the racks full of new clothes. After a few se
Before they returned home, Owen still insisted on giving Mia a special present. They had spent the whole day in stores, choosing furniture, clothes, electronics and cosmetics, but he said it still wasn't enough. Mia protested, saying that it was already too much, that she was feeling like a princess on a TV show. But Owen just laughed and held her hand firmly, leading her into an elegant jewelry store, illuminated by crystals that made each window sparkle like a little treasure chest.Inside, the saleswoman welcomed them with a trained smile and led them to a counter where earrings, bracelets and necklaces were on display. Owen began to choose enthusiastically, picking out delicate pieces that he thought would suit his daughter. Mia let herself be carried away, still a little stunned by everything, allowing herself to touch some of the earrings set with precious stones. Then, among all the pieces, Owen saw a delicate necklace with a wolf-shaped pendant, small and refined, encrusted wi
Mia lay in bed for almost an hour, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, her heart clenching at the words she would have to say. She still wasn't sure how to tell her father that Elisa had left. The image of her mother leaving without looking back was still vivid in her mind, and the weight of responsibility fell heavily on her shoulders. After a while in silence, she decided it was time. She took a deep breath, got up and headed for the bathroom.The hot shower helped clear his thoughts a little. When she got out, she put on comfortable jeans and a light cotton blouse. She went downstairs with slow, silent steps, smelling the comforting scent of fresh coffee and fried eggs in the air.In the kitchen, Owen had his back to her, stirring something in the frying pan while the radio played an old country song softly. When he saw her, he turned around with a wide, excited smile.“Sit down, darling! Everything will be ready soon. I'm so happy to have you here.”His smile was genuine, and for a mom
The forest was dark and silent, except for the steady sound of Nolan's paws digging into the damp leaf-covered ground. He had left Owen's house with a firm decision in his chest: he was leaving. That girl... his so-called companion... was no good for him. She was weak, too human. And there was no room in his life or in the pack for someone like that.But then... why couldn't he go?Growling in frustration, Thunder forced him to slow down, to stop between the shadows of a group of pine trees that offered a privileged view of the house. Nolan sat there in the dark, part shadow, part beast, like a spectre on the prowl. He didn't want to look at her anymore, but his eyes turned on their own, locked onto that figure that was now crossing the porch in silence.The girl was alone.And she was crying.That sight went through Nolan like a hot blade. His chest tightened in an uncomfortable way. She had cried before, earlier, when she had seen him with the other wolves and fled in panic. But now
The heavy silence that followed the girl's fall was like muted thunder, but Nolan used the mental link, forcing himself to hold back the wave of emotions that consumed him. His wolf was still on high alert, his paws firmly on the ground, his chest heaving with tension and the scent of her blood hanging in the air. Even so, his mental voice echoed firmly in the link between him and Owen:“She got scared, Owen. That's all. We were walking past the house, she saw us and ran. I just followed to see if she was all right.”Owen kept his gaze fixed on Nolan, still between his daughter and the wolf, but answered through the same channel, his voice resonating with a tone more cold than furious:“You almost touched her, Nolan. That's not just 'making sure she's okay'. But... I understand.”Mia, still scared, still silent beside her father, her curious gaze resting on Nolan, but there was no longer fear in her eyes, but something deeper. A subtle, inexplicable connection, as if she felt the bond
The smell was like a punch in the stomach. An explosion of sensations invaded Nolan's body the moment the aroma hit his nostrils. Strawberry, chocolate, mint and forest - sweet, fresh and wild at the same time. Thunder, his inner wolf, roared in his mind, driven mad by the scent trail. He tried to resist, tried to hold on to control, but it was like trying to contain a hurricane with his bare hands.“No!” shouted Nolan inside his own head, trying to contain the wolf. “Not now! This can't be happening.”But Thunder was beside himself, scratching the earth furiously, as if he could open a hole and materialize right at the source of that smell. Nolan knew where they were going. He knew that path, every tree, every branch. The trail led straight to Owen's house.A knot formed in his throat.The house of the man he called uncle. His father's best friend. Owen, the former alpha who had been destroyed by a human. And that morning, Nolan had heard the buzz going through the pack link - Owen's
From Nolan's point of view...Earlier that same day, the sun had not yet reached the highest point in the sky when Nolan ran through the forest, the paws of his lupine form touching the soft earth with lethal precision. The wind nipped at his muzzle, carrying with it the scents of the dense, damp forest, but he wasn't running alone. His most loyal friends accompanied him closely: Tiago, his future beta, Fredi, who would take on the role of gamma, and Diana, Fredi's sister, the brown-haired she-wolf with rare white spots that caught everyone's eye.Diana was always with them. It was natural, almost expected. Ever since they were teenagers, she had run alongside Nolan, not just because she was strong - and indeed, she was one of the most powerful wolves the pack had ever seen - but because she dreamed of a future alongside him. She couldn't hide from anyone that she wanted to be mated to Nolan, the future alpha, the direct heir of royal blood.And Nolan? He didn't discourage her. On the
Mia remained outside, standing on the wooden deck, as if she were rooted there. The night wind caressed her hair, bringing with it the earthy smell of the forest and the damp chill of the early morning. For a moment, she just lifted her face to the sky.The moon shone high and full, surrounded by thousands of stars that sparkled like diamonds scattered across the vast black carpet. It was so different from the city sky she knew... so immense, so alive, that for an instant she could almost forget the crushing weight of reality.But only for an instant.Silent tears began to slide down her face, falling hot onto her cold skin. Tears of fear, of frustration, of overwhelming confusion. She wiped the sleeve of her blouse across her face, trying to keep them away, but they continued to flow, as if her soul was overflowing.“I don't want this...” she whispered to herself, but the night took her words away like smoke.When she lowered her gaze back to the forest ahead, her body froze. Between