LOGIN"I'm so sorry, Dian. But this is wrong. You're too young. Too weak for someone in my position. The pack needs a strong Luna someday. Dian Drake was rejected by her mate and exiled from Shadowcrest Pack, but what awakened after was a power unknown to her. She reads every emotion and feelings, A mind reader. Can control multitude with her powers. It's a rare gift that should have stayed hidden, because now Draven wants her. The deadly rogue leader who hunts gifted wolves, building an army of the powerful and enslaved, and Dian's abilities make her his perfect weapon. Sheltered by Frostgale Pack, Dian trains under healer Thea while uncovering a deadly conspiracy. Luna Seraphine was murdered for discovering a hidden truth. Dian must master to use her powers to save Shadowcrest. The mate bond might tie her to Kael, she finds love in Frostgale during exile .Will she go back to the traitor or bond with Rowan?
View MoreThe war horns wouldn't stop.So I ran outside. Wolves everywhere, moving to positions. Shouting. The smell of fear thick in the air. Thea grabbed me. "Infirmary. Now. We need you there until the fighting starts." "But I should—" "You should stay alive. Come on." She dragged me toward the healer's cottage. Other healers were already there. Setting up beds. Preparing for the wounded that would come. Because people were definitely going to get hurt. Going to die.I helped lay out bandages with shaking hands. The bond pulsed constantly now. Kael was still alive. Still hidden. But barely. Outside, the sounds of battle started. Howls. Snarling. Metal hitting metal. Screams. My hands moved faster. More bandages. More supplies. Anything to stay busy. The first wounded arrived ten minutes later. A young wolf. Gash across his chest. Not fatal but bleeding bad. "Lay him here," Thea ordered. I helped. Pressed cloth against the wound while Thea worked. The wolf's pain hit me even through my
I couldn't just stand there. Everyone else went back to preparing. Sharpening weapons. Checking armor. Eating breakfast they probably couldn't taste. I went to my cabin and locked the door. Then I sat on the floor and reached for the bond.Thea said not to use my gift. Said I needed to rest. But this was different. This wasn't using my gift on others. This was the mate bond. Something that existed whether I wanted it or not. I closed my eyes and pulled. The world disappeared. Suddenly I was somewhere else. Seeing through different eyes. Feeling with a different body. Kael's body. Pain everywhere. My ribs screamed with each breath. Blood ran down my face from a cut above my eye. My sword arm felt wrong. Broken maybe. No. Not my arm. His arm. I was inside Kael's mind. Feeling what he felt. Seeing what he saw. Three rogues circled him. Two more lay dead nearby. Kael's horse was gone. Probably ran when the fighting started. "Just give up," one rogue said. "Draven wants the empath.
The war room felt too small with everyone packed inside. Kieran spread maps across the table. Red marks showed where the rogue army was moving. Blue marks showed our defenses. There was way more red than blue. "Two hundred fighters," Zarek said, counting on his fingers. "Against three hundred rogues minimum. We're screwed." "We're strategic," Kieran corrected. "We know this land. They don't. We use that." "And we have Dian," Rowan added. Every head turned toward me. I wanted to disappear. "What good is an empath against three hundred rogues?" Nola asked. Not mean. Just practical. "She can sense where they're concentrating. Where they're weak. She can push fear into their ranks. Break their formation." Rowan looked at me. "Right?" My mouth went dry. "I've never tried using my gift on that many wolves at once." "You pushed calm into a whole dining hall when Vesper tried to poison herself," Castor said. He'd come in behind me. "That was fifty wolves easy." "That was different. I
Two days wasn't enough time. I knew it. Everyone knew it. But we prepared anyway because what else could we do? The pack moved like a hive. Warriors sharpening weapons. Scouts mapping attack routes. Healers stockpiling supplies. Even the kitchen wolves prepared extra rations for fighters. I threw myself into helping. Anything to stop thinking about the message I'd sent Kael. Anything to stop counting hours until the rogues arrived. Thea had me organizing medical supplies. Bandages here. Herbs there. Tourniquets in easy reach. My hands stayed busy but my mind wandered. Three days since we sent that warning to Shadowcrest. No response. No word from Kael. Maybe he didn't believe me. Maybe he thought I was lying to hurt him back. Maybe Elder Thorne intercepted the message and Kael never saw it at all. The mate bond stayed quiet. That faint ache of distance and nothing more. "You're counting again," Juno said beside me. I blinked. "What?" "Hours. You keep looking at the sun and co












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