FAZER LOGINMy wolf went silent the moment he rejected me. Seven years later, she still hasn't spoken. Alpha Zarek took my body, my heart, and my future. Then he looked me in the eye and said I was worthless. My wolf curled into herself and never woke again. I fled to the dead lands where no pack bond reaches. Theron, a dying healer, gave me shelter and I bore a secret: I was pregnant with Zarek's daughter. For seven years, I have raised my daughter in the shadows. She has his silver eyes. She is unmistakably his child Now Theron is dying. His last wish is to see the Alpha one final time. I cannot refuse him, even if it means facing the wolf who broke me. When Zarek walks into that room, he will see me. He will see our daughter. And he will learn the truth I have buried for seven years. But he will also learn something else: My wolf may be silent, my voice is not. He rejected me once, now I will make him wish he hadn't.
Ver mais“You are coming with me,”“I would rather let the wolves of the outer rim tear me apart piece by piece,” I spat, refusing to shrink. “You can order your warriors, Alpha Zarek, but you cannot command my feet to move. Not even if you break my bones.”A chilling composure settled over his features, his jaw relaxing into a slow, mocking tilt.“I never knew how much you enjoy the drama of martyrdom, Rya.” His deep voice carried a rough, cutting edge. “But you are acting as though you still have a choice in the matter.”He turned his head slightly toward the open door. “Bane. Bring the ledger.”A large sentinel stepped over the threshold immediately. Unlike the front-line warriors waiting in the yard, this man wore the dark grey tunic of a pack administrator. His eyes stayed fixed on the floor as he approached his Alpha.From a leather bag at his hip, he produced a heavy, iron-bound wooden box, flipping the brass clasp open to reveal a thick, rolled piece of parchment.The paper was wrapped
Zarek spiked forward a single step, his silver eyes widening as they darted from Naya’s similar silver eyes up to my face.The illusion of the stranger dissolved instantly, and the muscle near his jaw tightened into a hard knot as the realization finally hit him."Rya," he breathed, his voice a whisper that seemed to shake the very foundations of the cottage.I did not break eye contact, refusing to show the tremor threatening to tear through my knees as the past rushed back in waves.I stepped fully in front of my daughter, blocking his view completely and forcing him to look only at me. "The Alpha has paid his respects, has he not?" I said, devoid of any emotion. "The old man is gone, and there is nothing left for you here."Zarek did not move an inch, his jaw setting into a rigid line. "How long has she been out here, Rya?" he demanded, his voice dropping into a dangerous tone. "How long have you been hiding my daughter in this cursed forest?""She belongs to this cottage, and she
The heavy oak door creaked open, letting in a cold draft of damp midday air that swept through the room.Alpha Zarek stepped across the threshold, his dark cloak brushing against the frame as his massive presence filled the small room.He did not resemble the lean, soft-eyed beautiful boy from seven years ago; time had sharpened his jaw into severe angles, and fading scars now cut through the stubble on his cheek.His broad shoulders carried a hard, military posture, and the boyish warmth in his face had been completely replaced by the predatory stillness of an absolute ruler.His silver eyes swept the space, passing over my weathered face without a single pause of recognition. To him, I was just a nameless servant, a piece of old furniture left behind to tend to a dying hermit in the woods.He walked directly past me toward the back bedroom, his heavy leather boots thudding rhythmically against the wooden floorboards. The scent of bitter cacao and saffron followed him, making my ches
***SEVEN YEARS LATER***Naya was seven years old, and she had never seen another wolf outside of Theron and me.She had his eyes, Zarek's eyes, silver and sharp and full of questions I could not answer. Most nights she asked about her father, and every time I told her the same lie, telling her he was dead. I told her he was a sailor who had died at sea a few months before her birth because it seemed easier than the truth, easier than saying he rejected me before the sun rose and he was not aware of her existence.She asked what he was like, if she could go to sea, or if she could see a picture of him. She asked if she got her silver eyes from him, and sometimes I would put together a lie that I would forget the next time she asked the same question.She had caught me in my lies numerous times, and on other nights when I was worn out from the day's work, I would turn away from her and pretend to sleep even as she called out to me.The lies had grown heavier with each passing year, a we


















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