The next morning, Mia woke up before sunrise. The room was still shrouded in darkness, but she didn't hesitate to get up. The weight of the last few days still hung heavy on her shoulders, but there was something different in her chest now: a gentle warmth, a spark of strength that hadn't been there before. She walked over to the mirror and stood there for several minutes, observing her reflection.The three tattoos glowed softly in the dim light of dawn. Owen had told her that she should wear them with pride—that showing those marks was an honor, a divine recognition that few received. And so she chose dark cargo pants and a strapless top. The three tattoos were perfectly visible: on her right shoulder, her left shoulder, and the base of her back.On her right shoulder was a beautiful wolf with blue eyes and turquoise irises. The wolf's expression was serene but powerful, as if it held ancient secrets. On her left shoulder, two wolves were embracing, their bodies intertwined in a ges
The previous night had been torment.Mia spent every second crying, her heart torn apart, feeling as if the ground had been pulled out from under her feet. It wasn't just the discovery that Nolan was her destined mate... no, she had suspected that for a long time. The real blow came when she heard what he thought of her. Each word echoed inside her head like daggers, rehashing her pain:“She's weak. Immature. A mistake.”Owen, her father, had tried everything to calm her down. He stayed with her the whole time, sitting by her bedside, stroking her hair affectionately and hugging her tightly every time her body was overcome by a crying fit.But nothing worked.Nothing seemed enough to erase those words from Mia's mind. And that's why, that morning, she decided she wouldn't go to school. She couldn't bear to see him. She wouldn't have the strength to pretend that everything was fine.Owen, understanding as always, didn't insist. Instead, seeing his daughter's state, he offered:“Would y
Thunder roared.Inside Nolan's mind, the wolf was crazed. Possessive. Savage. Its voice reverberated like thunder in a storm, growling in pure fury:“Kill that human now! Show him who the true owner of Mia's heart and body is! Show him that she is ours!”Nolan squeezed his eyes shut, trying to ward off that wave of violence that rose like fire. Liam's presence, the casual touch of possession in his words, Mia's name coming out of his mouth as if she belonged to him... it was all too much.But despite his anger, Nolan's rational side began to take over. Something was wrong. Very wrong.What kind of coincidence was this? Mia, rejected by him, disappeared the next day... and out of nowhere, a human appeared claiming to be her boyfriend? And on top of that, the son of the pack's new doctor? It didn't make sense. The chances of something like this happening by chance were practically nil.“Lightning doesn't strike twice in the same place,” he thought, his eyes fixed on the cafeteria.He ne
Marcos' deep, steady voice broke the heavy silence in the kitchen, cutting through Nolan's restless thoughts like a sharp blade.“I really hope it's not too late when you realize that this bond isn't disposable.”Nolan looked up at his father. Marcos' gaze was hard, dark, and there was something in it that Nolan knew well—frustration mixed with disappointment.Marcos rose from his chair with calculated slowness.“Let's go home.”Not daring to respond, Nolan simply nodded and followed him silently out of the Owens' house. The night wind seemed colder than usual. The guilt and weight of the words spoken and heard in that kitchen hung over him like a suffocating fog.Upon entering the house, Nolan went straight to his room. The door slammed behind him, and the silence of the room only made everything louder in his mind. He began to pace back and forth, his hurried footsteps marking the rhythm of the chaos in his chest.“Shit... shit... shit!” he repeated softly, his fists clenched. That
Nolan knew he was surrounded. No matter how much he screamed mentally, no matter how much he threatened Thunder in his mind, the wolf ignored him. The connection between the two, always pulsing, now seemed like a field of silence. Thunder had made his decision, and he was determined not to interfere anymore—not after everything Nolan had done.Taking a deep breath, realizing that it was no use arguing with his own wolf anymore, Nolan finally looked up at the two men before him. Marcos, his father, and Owen, the man he considered a second father. Their eyes were heavy, laden with expectation, judgment... and disappointment.“Well,” Nolan began coldly, “I'm not going to accept her as my mate. No matter what you say.”Silence fell like a knife in the kitchen. The air seemed denser, heavier, as if the walls were listening to every word spoken. Marcos clenched his fists at his sides. His jaw moved forcefully, his teeth clenched in anger.“You insolent brat,” Marcos growled, taking a step f
Mia was sitting at the table, her face still pale from the latest revelations, while Marcos looked at her with an almost paternal seriousness. Owen stood to the side, with his ever-attentive gaze, which seemed to see far beyond what he was saying. Nolan, sitting quietly, tried to control his heavy breathing, but the tension in the air was palpable.Marcos began to speak, in a firm, slow voice, as if he knew that this would change everything for Mia.“Well, first there's the smell,” he said, looking directly at the girl. “Your mate will smell irresistible to you. It's something your she-wolf will recognize instantly, a scent you won't be able to ignore, no matter how much you want to.”Mia pressed her hands against her legs, trying not to let on how nervous it made her. The world seemed to spin around her, the revelation falling on her like a bolt of lightning.Marcos continued, “Secondly, your she-wolf will scream the word ‘mine’ into your mind. It's a call, a mark that only you will