LOGINAUTHOR’S POV
Three years after leaving the Blackthorn Pack, Elena Voss had learned to recognize the sound of trouble.
The crash outside her treatment room made her drop the bloodied cloth in her hand.
A horse screamed. Wood splintered. Someone shouted for help.
Elena snatched her medical bag and rushed outside.
A loaded cart had overturned beside the trading post. One wheel spun uselessly in the dirt while sacks of grain spilled across the path. The horse thrashed against its harness, eyes rolling white.
A man lay beneath the broken shaft.
“Get that horse under control!” Elena shouted.
Two men rushed forward, but the animal reared, nearly catching one beneath its hooves.
Elena grabbed the reins from the ground and pulled hard, speaking in a firm, steady voice until the horse stopped fighting. Only then did she turn toward the injured man.
“Can you hear me?”
He groaned.
“Good. Don't move.”
She dropped to her knees. Blood soaked through his trousers, spreading rapidly around his thigh. The broken shaft had pinned his leg, and every attempt to pull it free made him cry out.
“Bring me a knife, clean cloth, and something to keep him awake!” Elena ordered. “And someone get that cart off him. Carefully!”
The settlement moved around her. Within minutes, the shaft was lifted, and Elena pressed folded cloth against the wound.
“Look at me,” she told the man when his eyelids began to droop. “What's your name?”
“Scott.”
“Stay with me, Scott. You can complain about the damage to your cart after I save your leg.”
A weak laugh escaped him.
Then a radio crackled inside the trading post.
“—emergency warning. All settlements are advised to remain indoors. Reports of violent incidents have increased across the northern districts. Individuals presenting with high fever, confusion, and sudden aggression must be isolated immediately.”
Elena's hands paused over the wound.
The voice continued, distorted by static.
“Similar symptoms have been reported among wolf populations. Do not approach infected individuals. Repeat, do not—”
The transmission dissolved into a shrill burst of noise.
Silence fell inside the trading post.
Elena looked up.
“Play that again.”
Bram, who owned the trading post, hurried to the radio and twisted the dial. Nothing came through except static.
“Must be a damaged signal,” he muttered.
“Try the southern frequency.”
He did.
Nothing.
Elena finished binding the injured man's leg before standing. “When did you last receive a message from the southern settlements?”
“Yesterday morning.”
“And since then?”
Bram shook his head.
A cold unease settled in her stomach.
Three days ago, a traveler had arrived complaining of dizziness and a fever. Yesterday, a woman from the lower settlement had come to Elena's cottage with shaking hands and glassy eyes. Both had recovered after rest and treatment, but neither illness had made sense.
Now the radio was reporting the same symptoms across entire districts.
And the warning had specifically mentioned wolves.
A faint stir came from within her.
Elena, Luma murmured. Something is wrong.
Elena stared at the dead radio.
I know.
She turned to the people gathered outside. “I want every settlement within a day's journey warned. Tell them to isolate anyone with a high fever or sudden confusion. No one touches a suspected infected person without protection, and nobody brings a sick traveler into a crowded building.”
One of the hunters frowned. “You're taking a radio announcement seriously?”
“Someone thought it was serious enough to broadcast an emergency warning.”
“What if it's a false alarm?”
“Then we lose a little time preparing.” Elena tightened the strap of her medical bag. “If it's real, we lose people by doing nothing.”
No one answered.
She sent two riders to the neighboring settlements and instructed the others to check the water supply, secure the livestock, and inspect the storehouses. Then she returned to her treatment room and began gathering every remaining bottle of antiseptic, every clean bandage, and every medicine she could spare.
She had survived a broken bond, a humiliating rejection, and three years of building a life from nothing.
She wasn't about to let an unseen sickness take that life from her without a fight.
Outside, a siren began wailing somewhere beyond the mountains.
Elena stopped packing.
The sound grew louder, then abruptly cut off.
Her wolf went silent.
And for the first time in three years, Elena felt fear that had nothing to do with Kaiden Blackthorn.
AUTHOR’S POVFor one brief moment, she considered turning in the opposite direction.Then she reminded herself that Haven was hers to manage, and she would not alter her movements simply because he happened to be nearby."Elena," he said.She stopped at a reasonable distance."What is it?""I wanted to tell you that the meeting went well."She glanced at him."That was the purpose of the meeting.""I know.""Then you don't need to tell me."His mouth tightened, but he did not argue.Instead, he looked toward the settlement."You've built something here."Elena followed his gaze.People were lighting lamps outside their shelters. Smoke rose from the cooking fires, and somewhere near the infirmary, children were arguing over a game. The settlement was still fragile. They had too little food, too few supplies, and no guarantee that the next day would be easier.But it was alive."We're building something," she corrected. "I didn't do it alone.""Still, they trust you.""Because I give th
AUTHOR’S POV "Your decision is that everyone receives equal portions unless their needs or assigned duties require an adjustment?""Yes.""And the warriors going on the expedition receive enough food for the journey, without being given a permanent advantage over everyone else?""Correct."Kaiden turned toward Roderick."Then we will follow the ruling."Roderick stiffened."With respect, Alpha, I believe—""You have made your objection clear," Kaiden interrupted. "The settlement has reached its decision. We will not waste more time arguing over it."A flicker of surprise crossed Elena's face before she could hide it.Kaiden had accepted her ruling without trying to override it.She did not know whether to be relieved or suspicious.Perhaps he had finally realized that he could not command people here.Or perhaps he had simply decided this particular argument was not worth having.Either way, the decision stood.Elena returned to her notes."We'll prepare the expedition supplies tomor
AUTHOR’S POV Elena had learned that the fastest way to lose control of a settlement was to let people believe the rules could be changed whenever someone powerful disliked them.Haven had survived its first months through cooperation, sacrifice, and a great deal of stubbornness. Food remained scarce. The water supply had only recently been restored, several buildings still needed repairs, and every day brought another problem that demanded attention.But Haven was standing.And Elena intended to keep it that way."Everyone should be here by now," Garrick said, placing a stack of papers on the wooden table.Elena glanced around the meeting hall.The room had once served as a dining area for the people who had lived in the abandoned settlement. Its windows were cracked, one corner of the roof leaked whenever it rained, and the long table in the middle had been repaired with mismatched pieces of wood.It was hardly a place fit for a council meeting.But they had more important things t
AUTHOR’S POV "Then what is the point of the bond?" he asked, his voice quieter than before.Maera's expression softened slightly."Perhaps to give two people the opportunity to choose each other. A bond may bring them together, but it cannot make the choice for them. Love without choice is only another kind of captivity."Kaiden looked down at his hands."Is there anything I can do?" he asked.Maera regarded him for a long moment."If you want answers about the connection, observe it carefully. Do not deliberately provoke it. Do not use it as an excuse to force closeness. And if either of you experiences severe pain or distress, seek help rather than pretending you can endure it.""And Elena?""Let her decide what she wants to do."Kaiden exhaled slowly.It sounded so simple.It felt almost impossible.Maera returned to her herbs, making it clear that the conversation was over."One more thing, Alpha."He paused at the door."Do not mistake regret for love. Regret often comes when we
AUTHOR’S POV Maera reached for a jar and moved it aside before continuing."There are old accounts of damaged bonds reacting under extreme circumstances. Most are little more than stories passed down between generations. A few describe connections that appeared dead but responded when the mates faced danger, shared intense emotions, or came into physical contact after a long separation.""So it is possible.""It is possible that something happened between you and Elena. That does not mean the bond has returned.""What else could it be?""I don't know."The bluntness of her answer irritated him."You are supposed to understand these things.""I understand enough to know when I do not have an answer." Maera folded her hands on the table. "The old accounts are incomplete. Some describe a bond stirring for a moment before disappearing again. Others speak of pain so intense that the wolves involved could barely remain near each other. There are even accounts of emotions passing between tw
AUTHOR’S POV Kaiden had faced rogues with blood on their claws, enemies who wanted his head, and nights when the screams of the dying filled the darkness around him.Yet none of those things had unsettled him as much as the moment Elena's skin touched his.He could still feel it.That strange pulse had passed through him like lightning, stealing his breath and leaving something unfamiliar lodged beneath his ribs. For a brief, impossible moment, he had felt what Elena felt. Her fear. Her grief. The pain she had buried so deeply that even her expression no longer betrayed it.And beneath those emotions, he had sensed the terrible loneliness she had carried after leaving Blackthorn.It had been like standing inside a wound he had inflicted with his own hands.But that was not the part that troubled him most.He had also felt his own emotions reflected through the strange connection. His fear when she nearly fell. His desperation to keep her from getting hurt. The longing he had spent t







