로그인"Liar!" He shifted partially, his wolf coming forward. His eyes glowed gold, and his claws extended to twice their normal length. "You're just a pretender who wants access to our father's legacy!" He attacked again, faster and more brutal than before. We crashed together in a flurry of claws and teeth. He was better trained, but I was desperate. He knew technique, but I knew pain. He'd been raised to be a weapon, but I'd been forged by betrayal and death. Blood flew. Mine and his. I didn't know who was winning anymore. Every time I landed a hit, he came back harder. Every time he knocked me down, I got back up. "Stay down!" Theo roared, slamming me into the ground. "Just stay down and admit you're not her!" "I can't!" I gasped, tasting blood. "Because I am her! I'm your sister, you stubborn idiot! Why won't you believe me?" "Because if you're real, that means I spent twenty-three years hating someone who was suffering just as much as me!" His voice cracked. "It means I wasn't alo
POV: Thelma The training ground fell silent as Theo approached me. Every warrior stopped their practice, sensing the tension crackling in the air. My brother, my twin moved like death itself, all grace and controlled violence. "She doesn't look like much," Theo said to Luna, circling me slowly. "Are you sure this is really her? The great Alpha heir we've been waiting for?" "I'm standing right here," I snapped. "You can talk to me directly." "Why would I talk to a ghost?" His golden eyes—our father's eyes—were cold as winter. "My sister died twenty-three years ago in the massacre. Aunt Luna told me so herself." I turned to Luna, betrayal burning in my chest. "You told him I was dead?" Luna's expression remained neutral. "I told him what he needed to hear to survive. A child grieving a lost sister is more motivated than one pining for a sibling who might never return." "So you lied to him." I looked back at Theo. "She lied to both of us." "Don't try to bond with me," Theo snarl
Thelma's POV "The Moon Goddess works in mysterious ways," Luna said carefully. "And Thelma has her mother's gifts. Catherine could see through time, glimpse different possibilities. Maybe Thelma's gift manifested differently." "It doesn't change anything," Theo insisted, but his voice had lost some of its edge. "She still lived with them. She still.." "I killed them," I said quietly. "Or at least, I destroyed their plans. I rejected Neon publicly. I exposed their lies. I broke free from their control. That's why I'm being hunted now. That's why bounty hunters were dragging me back to be executed." Silence fell over the room. Theo stared at me with an unreadable expression. "You rejected an Alpha's son publicly?" Luna asked, and there was something like respect in her voice. "I rejected everything they tried to make me." I stood up, facing them both. "I'm not their puppet anymore. I'm not anyone's puppet. I'm Thelma, daughter of James and Catherine. And I want revenge just a
POV: Thelma I woke up in a bed so soft it felt like clouds. For a moment, I forgot where I was. Forgot everything except the warmth and comfort surrounding me. Then memory crashed back, and I bolted upright with a gasp. The room was beautiful. Sunlight streamed through gauzy curtains, illuminating elegant furniture and walls painted in calming blues and greens. Nothing like a prison cell. Nothing like what I expected from a captor. "You're awake." The voice came from a chair near the window. Selene, no, she'd called herself Luna. My aunt Luna sat watching me with those familiar eyes. "How do you feel?" "Like I've been poisoned and kidnapped." I swung my legs off the bed, testing my strength. The silver burns on my wrists were bandaged with something that smelled like healing herbs. "What do you want from me?" "Direct. I like that." She stood and moved closer, her movements graceful and controlled. "You look so much like Catherine. My sister would be proud of the fighter yo
POV: ThelmaThe forest had become my home for three days now, and I was starting to understand why rogues went mad. The isolation ate at you. The constant vigilance wore down your defenses. And the mate bond, that cursed thread connecting me to Xavier, pulled at my heart with every breath.I shoved another handful of wild berries into my mouth, barely tasting them. My stomach had stopped growling yesterday, which probably wasn't a good sign. The small cave I'd found provided shelter from the rain that had started this morning, but it did nothing to protect me from my own thoughts."He lied to you," I whispered to myself, the words echoing off stone walls. "They all lied."But even as I said it, I felt Xavier's presence through our bond. He was awake now, healed enough to be conscious. His emotions bled into mine despite the distance, guilt, worry, love, and a determination that scared me almost as much as it comforted me.I closed my eyes and focused on shutting him out. It was gettin
Something broke in her expression. "You knew. This whole time, you knew what they said about my father, and you never told me." "I didn't want to hurt you," I gasped. "I wanted to verify it first, to find out the truth before.." My father threw me across the cell. I hit the opposite wall and felt ribs shatter. Pain exploded through my chest, and I couldn't breathe. "Enough talking." My father advanced on Thelma, who stood frozen against the wall. "Your father was a monster, girl. And monsters breed monsters. I should have killed you twenty-three years ago." I tried to stand, but my legs wouldn't support me. Blood filled my mouth. "Thelma... run..." She looked at me, and through the bond, I felt everything she was feeling. Love and betrayal twisted together so tightly she couldn't separate them. Trust and doubt warring in her heart. The desperate desire to believe in me fighting against every lesson she'd learned about trusting the wrong people. "I can't do this again," she whisp







