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The Price of Healing

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My siblings sat gathered in the survivors' quarters, exhaustion written across every face. Torin slumped against the wall, his missing arms making even sitting look uncomfortable. Lyssa's eyes were red from crying. Kieran stared at nothing, his supernatural threat sense probably still processing the horror we'd witnessed. Dorian cleaned his glasses methodically, the repetitive motion clearly helping him manage trauma. Selara and Cassia sat close together, their matching expressions of weariness making them look decades older than they were.

I stood in the doorway, trying to find words for what I needed to tell them.

"The Shadow Wolves are gone," Selara said, reading my presence as an update. "What did they want?"

"To offer an oath. Partnership, not servitude." I moved into the room, my human body protesting every step. "They've bound themselves to me personally. To protect and serve as long as I treat them as equals."

"That's good, right?" Lyssa asked hopefully. "We could use powerful
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  • Rejected By My Alpha: His Second Chance    New Threats

    A week after Lucien's return, the fragile peace shattered.The messenger arrived at dawn, a young wolf from one of the pledged territories, bleeding and barely conscious. He collapsed at the settlement entrance, gasping words that made my blood run cold."The Crimson Fang Pack. They're not just threatening anymore. They've launched full assault on the Eastern Valley territory. Alpha Rowan is requesting immediate support."I was in the medical bay with Lucien when word reached us. He tried to stand immediately, grimacing as healing ribs protested the movement."You're not going anywhere," I said firmly, pressing him back down. "You can barely walk without pain, let alone fight.""The council needs to respond. We can't let another ally face attack alone.""The council will respond. Just not with you half-dead leading the charge." I looked to Elena, who nodded agreement with my assessment. "Stay here. Heal. Let others handle this."His frustration was palpable through our mate bond, but

  • Rejected By My Alpha: His Second Chance    Fragile Peace

    Lucien woke three days after his return, his amber eyes focusing slowly on my face like he wasn't entirely sure I was real."You're still here," he rasped, his voice rough from disuse."Where else would I be?" I squeezed his hand gently, careful of healing injuries. "You scared me. Don't do that again.""Can't promise that. Leadership means taking risks." He tried to smile, winced at the pain in his jaw. "But I'll try to take less catastrophic ones.""That's all I ask." I helped him drink water, watched relief cross his face as he swallowed. "Elena says you'll need weeks to fully heal. Broken ribs don't rush.""Weeks we probably don't have if other threats emerge." He looked around the medical bay, noting the morning light through the window. "How long was I out?""Three days. You were in worse shape than Elena initially thought. The exhaustion alone nearly killed you.""But it didn't. I'm annoyingly resilient." He paused, his expression growing serious. "Morrigan's pack? Did they sur

  • Rejected By My Alpha: His Second Chance    The Return

    The mate bond pulsed weakly, distant and muted, but present. Lucien was alive. That knowledge kept me functional through the morning as we coordinated with Morrigan's pack, ensured the wards remained stable, and tried to reach him through every method we had.Nothing worked. No response to messages, no acknowledgment of communications. Just that faint pulse through the bond confirming existence but nothing about condition or location."He might be laying low," Magnus suggested, reading my growing panic. "If Eastern Ridge patrols are still searching for whoever sabotaged their operation, staying hidden and silent makes sense.""Or he's injured and can't respond. Or captured. Or dying slowly in some forest while we celebrate victory." The words came out sharper than intended, fear manifesting as anger."Aria." Selara's aged hand touched my shoulder, grounding. "You need rest. You've been awake for over twenty-four hours maintaining that connection with Morrigan, coordinating defenses, m

  • Rejected By My Alpha: His Second Chance    Hours Left

    (Aria's POV)Four hours until Eastern Ridge reached Morrigan's settlement. Four hours of maintaining the mental connection with her while my siblings poured power into defensive wards that might not be enough.Through the bond, I felt everything. Morrigan's fear as scouts reported enemy advance. Her determination as she positioned her remaining warriors. Her grief over defenders already lost. And underneath it all, a thread of hope because the council hadn't abandoned her, because magical protections were manifesting around her territory even if they couldn't stop what was coming."How much longer?" she thought through the connection, exhaustion bleeding through every mental word."My siblings are almost done. The wards should fully activate within the hour." I tried to project confidence I didn't feel. "How are your defenses holding?""Better than expected. Your wards are buying us time, making Eastern Ridge cautious about advancing into protected territory." A pause, then quieter, "

  • Rejected By My Alpha: His Second Chance    Behind Enemy Lines

    (Lucien's POV)The Eastern Ridge supply camp was exactly where intelligence said it would be. Three miles behind their advancing forces, positioned in a clearing that provided good sight lines but terrible defensive options. Arrogance, thinking no one would dare attack their rear positions while two hundred warriors pushed forward.I crouched in the undergrowth with my ten scouts, watching guards patrol with lazy confidence. They weren't expecting trouble. That would be their fatal mistake."Four sentries," Marcus whispered beside me, the veteran scout's eyes tracking movement patterns. "Rotating every twenty minutes. Supply wagons clustered in center, medical tent on the east side. Maybe thirty non-combatants total.""Thirty we'll try not to kill," I replied quietly. "This isn't about massacre. It's about sending message.""What message?" Sarah asked, the young warrior who'd helped Aria before. "That we can sneak up on undefended camps? Eastern Ridge won't care about that.""The mess

  • Rejected By My Alpha: His Second Chance    The Waiting

    Lucien left at midday with ten of Magnus's best scouts, disappearing into the forest like shadows swallowed by larger darkness. I watched until I couldn't see them anymore, then kept watching anyway, as if staring at empty trees might bring him back through sheer force of will."He knows what he's doing," Selara said, appearing beside me at the overlook. "He's been fighting longer than any of us. If anyone can pull off impossible odds, it's him.""That's supposed to be comforting?""No. Just true." She settled onto the stone beside me, her aged body moving with care. "You're allowed to be terrified. You're allowed to hate that you had to let him go. But you can't let that terror paralyze you. The council needs you functional.""The council that scattered within hours of being established?" Bitterness crept into my voice despite efforts to contain it. "The revolutionary government that's already sending people to probable death because we have no other options?""Yes. That council." Se

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