Tessa’s POV The morning air was crisp, biting at my skin as I stepped onto the training grounds. The scent of damp earth and pine filled my lungs, the soft hush of the forest surrounding the clearing. It had been nearly two weeks since my first training session with Dorian, and the bruises had become a constant companion. But something else had settled beneath my skin, too - something fiercer.I was getting stronger.At first, it had been brutal. Every morning before dawn, I’d wake up aching, my muscles sore from the relentless pace Dorian pushed me through. There were days when I felt like I would break, when the voices of doubt whispered that I wasn’t built for this. That I would never be strong enough.But I had learned to ignore them.Because with every punch, every block, every fall that I forced myself to rise from, I felt it - power humming beneath my skin, waiting to be unleashed. Sable had always known it was there. She had never doubted me, even when I had doubted myself."
The message came through Rylan’s mind-link just as I finished the morning drills."They’re back." Three words. That was all it took.I barely paused. My knuckles were still raw, sweat clinging to my skin, but I already felt the shift in the air - the gathering storm. My warriors picked up on it too. Conversations died. Movements slowed. Tension prickled across the field like electricity before a lightning strike.I didn’t say a word. I didn’t need to.By the time I reached the war room, Rylan was waiting, arms crossed, jaw locked. Victor arrived seconds later, expression grim.“They’re stationed just outside the northern ridge,” Rylan said. “Callum’s leading. Two enforcers with him.”Not the Alpha. Callum. Beta of Silver Creek. Sharp as broken glass and ... I did humiliated him last time. Smirke appeared on my face instantly.Victor snorted. “They claim it’s a diplomatic visit. Came asking for Tessa. Again.”I laughed once - dry, cold. “She’s not a possession to negotiate over.”Rylan
Tessa POVElara burst into my room like a storm made of sunshine.“Guess what?” she said, bouncing on her heels, eyes practically glowing. “Dorian said yes!”I blinked at her from the bed, still tangled in a training hoodie and damp hair from the morning run. “Yes to what?”“Our adventure.” She grinned like she’d just been handed the moon. “The hot springs. My favorite spot in the whole damn territory. We’re going, and you can’t say no. Alpha’s orders.”I sat up straighter, suddenly more awake. “Wait, he actually gave you permission?”“Well… I asked really nicely,” she said with a wink. “And he mindlinked me back with a very broody, ‘Take her. Make sure she rests.’ So. We’re going. You need a break from being a badass.”I raised an eyebrow. “You just want to soak in steaming water and force me to talk about your latest crush.”“Guilty.” She snatched my hoodie from the back of the chair and tossed it to me. “Now get dressed. It’s a bit of a walk, but you’ll love it. Promise.”Despite m
Tessa POVThe wind shifted.It was subtle, barely enough to ruffle the hem of my hoodie or stir the curls Elara had pulled into a loose braid for me earlier. But it was there - a shift in the air that made my skin prickle and Sable lift her head inside me."Something’s wrong", she whispered.“Elara,” I said, pausing mid-step on the wooded path just beyond the training fields. “Do you smell that?”Elara stopped beside me, her hand instinctively tightening on the strap of her bag. Her brow furrowed. “I… don’t think so?”But I did. And so did Sable.It was faint - cloaked in pine and earth and the familiar scent of home - but underneath it was something metallic. Something… off.“Let’s head back,” I said, already turning. We didn’t make it more than three steps.The forest went quiet.Not just quiet - silent. No insects. No birds. No wind. Just a vacuum of sound that dropped over us like a shroud.Sable growled low in my chest. "Trap."“Elara - run. Get help.” Before she could argue, I s
The cuff was loose.My wrist throbbed, skin slick with blood, blistered raw from the silver, but I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. Sable pushed with me, one beat behind my breath, her presence a molten growl behind my ribs. Not strong enough to shift yet. But close.So close.I braced my foot against the wall and yanked - the silver chain groaned, the mounting bolts whining against stone before the anchor snapped free with a metallic shriek. I collapsed forward, panting, one wrist free, one ankle still bound. The weight of the chain dragged behind me as I rose to my knees, vision swimming.Then I heard it. Footsteps.Deliberate. Confident. Unhurried.Him.I surged to my feet, dragging the chain with me, and stumbled back into the shadows of the cell. The flickering torch barely lit the far side, but I didn’t need light to feel him.Callum.The door creaked open. His silhouette filled the threshold.“Tessa,” he drawled, amused. “You’re awake again.”I said nothing. I waited.He stepped inside
Dorian POVThe echo of my roar still vibrated through the trees as I stood there, fists clenched, heart pounding like war drums in my chest. My boots dug into the torn ground where she had been taken.Tessa.I could still see the outline of her body in the dirt, half-smudged from the struggle. Her blood painted the roots. Faint. Fresh. Mine.Elara arrived first. Panting, wild-eyed, blood running down her temple where someone had struck her. She dropped beside me, gasping, “I - I tried...”I raised a hand. “You did enough.”But her guilt was thick. Tangible. I could feel it in every shaky breath she took, in the way she couldn’t look me in the eye.I couldn’t handle it. Not now. Not when the only thing I could think about was Tessa being dragged away while I stood miles from her, blind and too godsdamned slow.I dropped to my haunches and breathed deep. In. Out. Again.Nothing.No scent trail. No trace of their pheromones. No unique stink of wolves in heat or fury, or bloodlust.Kael g
Dorian POVWe crossed the border at dusk.The pine trees grew gnarled and twisted here, bark blackened from long-forgotten fires. The ground turned soft beneath our boots, marshy and cold. Even the air felt wrong - like it remembered violence. Like it had swallowed screams and refused to let them go.This was rogue territory.No laws. No mercy. No pack bonds. Only blood and bone and chaos.We followed the tire tracks through narrow trails and forgotten hunting roads, Kael guiding me like a compass forged from rage. He could still feel her - just barely.They were close. They were hiding. But they couldn’t run from me. Not with what they’d taken.We found the first outpost hidden behind brambles and stone. A crude watchtower, patched together with metal and rotting wood. I raised a hand, and we surrounded it like a noose tightening.Two rogues stood guard, smoking, laughing. They didn’t laugh long.I moved before they could blink. One caught the glint of my blade - too late. It slid ac
Dorian POVThe stench of blood was thick here. Metallic, sharp. It coated the walls, the floor, the very air.The corridor narrowed as I moved forward, deeper into the bowels of the rogues' hideout. The lamps flickered low on the damp stone, casting elongated shadows that danced like wraiths along the walls%.I passed open cells - some empty, others not. Bones piled in corners. The stink of rot and forgotten screams. Shredded clothing. Shackles rusted with dried blood. One had claw marks so deep they’d scored into stone.Kael’s voice curled in my mind like smoke. “Too late. For them.”But not for her.She was close. I could feel her - like a spark in the dark, a constant tug beneath my ribs. My bond with her was no longer a whisper. It was a scream.Then I saw it - the cell at the far end. The door hung half open. Blood smeared across the handle in streaks - fresh, still glistening.I moved in slow, the way a predator stalks the edge of a kill.Inside, the room was low and narrow. The
Tessa POV I held the letter in my shaking hand and read it second time... This can't be .. real .My dearest Tessa,If this letter has reached you, then the threads of fate I so desperately tried to shield you from have begun to tighten. Forgive me. There is much I cannot say outright. I bound myself with oaths and blood to keep certain truths hidden - for your safety, and for reasons that may soon reveal themselves.You were never meant to be ordinary, little star. You were born of two worlds, and in you, something ancient sleeps - something that frightened even those who swore to protect it. I had to give you away, though it broke me in ways I never recovered from. I know the day will come when your power will return to you. You will feel it, burning like wildfire through your bones, washing away the veil I was forced to place over you. Please forgive me for that. I did it to keep you alive. The moment you were born, you became a target.The seal was not meant to break until you w
Tessa POVI stood at the edge of the packhouse balcony, the morning air crisp against my skin. The sky above was painted in soft blues and golds, the sun rising like it had something to prove. Much like me, I thought with a faint smile. There was a strange stillness in the world today - one that hummed just beneath my skin.My reflection in the tall window panes startled me at first. I looked... different. My features were sharper, more radiant. My eyes glowed faintly, gold flecks flickering like embers in a deep forest. My hair - gods, even my hair seemed fuller, darker, shimmering with strands of silver and shadow. Power hummed through me like a current I hadn’t felt before.“You see it too,” Sable whispered, her voice a soft rumble at the back of my mind. “You are more. This is what we were meant to be.”“I feel like I’ve changed overnight, again.” I whispered, fingertips brushing against the slight glow beneath my skin.“Because you have. The bond unlocked something buried. Somet
Dorian POVThe morning sun hadn’t yet crested the distant ridges when I stood at the tall window of my private study, watching the mist curl through the trees like pale fingers. The room was quiet - too quiet - and my wolf didn’t like it.Kael stirred beneath my skin, restless. "She's different now."I nodded to the silent room, though the reflection in the glass answered me - tall, sharp lines in a black shirt, collar open just enough to reveal the mark Tessa had left on my throat. The claiming."More than different," I murmured back. "She’s magnificent."Kael hummed, almost reverent. "You knew she was strong, but not this strong."He was right. I had known Tessa was special - had known it the moment I first caught her scent in the Silver Creek territory. But even then, I hadn’t imagined… this.Her transformation after the Luna ceremony had been nothing short of breathtaking. Strength hummed from her in quiet pulses, radiating in the air around her like heat from the sun. Her eyes, o
Tessa POVI woke up slowly, the sunlight filtering through the curtains, bathing the room in a soft glow. The bed beneath me felt different, as if I were lying on a cloud. Everything about this morning felt different, but it wasn’t until I stretched, feeling the stretch of muscles that hadn’t felt quite so… powerful before, that I realized something had changed. I didn’t know exactly what, but there was a difference. A subtle shift that I couldn’t ignore.Sable was awake the moment my eyes opened, her presence a comforting hum in the back of my mind. She was still, just watching, waiting for me to recognize what had happened. And when I did, she purred softly, a ripple of approval running through our bond.“You feel it too, don’t you?” I asked quietly, my voice still thick with the remnants of sleep."I do", Sable replied, her voice steady, yet tinged with awe. "Something has been unlocked. Something… powerful."I pushed myself up, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. My feet hi
Tessa POVThe sky was painted in ink and silver by the time we slipped away. Stars shimmered like scattered dust over the dark forest line, and the wind whispered secrets in a tongue only the wolves could truly understand. I leaned against the cool stone railing of the balcony outside our private quarters, a crystal glass of deep red wine held loosely in my fingers.Below, the estate grounds were hushed. The fire pits still glowed softly, casting flickering light across the stone pathways. Most of the guests had retired. The official meetings were done, and the mask of diplomacy had slipped from Dorian's face the moment the doors to our suite had closed behind us.Now, with just the two of us, the night felt like it finally belonged to something real.Dorian emerged from inside, two fingers holding the stem of his own glass, the rest of him bare from the waist up. The soft moonlight carved lines across his chest and shoulders - each scar a story I hadn’t yet heard, but a few I already
Dorian POVThe first strikes of sunlight cut across the floor like a blade, but Dorian was already awake.He stood by the tall windows, bare-chested, the cool morning air brushing against his skin as he sipped from a glass of dark coffee. The city beyond the trees stirred to life in the distance, unaware that history had shifted the night before.She was still asleep.He didn’t turn to look at her - not yet. He could feel her presence in the room like a second heartbeat, tethered to him through the mark she wore, the bond they'd completed in body and blood. Tessa had fallen asleep curled in the sheets after the second time he’d taken her. Possessive, wild, animal. Kael had been dangerously close to the surface, and for once, Dorian had let his wolf have a say.He was different this morning. Lighter and heavier at once. More himself. Kael paced lazily in the back of his mind, still sated, still sharp.“She’s ours now,” his wolf murmured.“She’s always been,” Dorian replied in silence,
Tessa POVHis breathing was still rough against my hair, his chest rising and falling with the force of it, but his hands never stilled. One stayed tight in my hair, the other stroking over my spine, over the curve of my waist, as if memorizing me all over again.As if he hadn't just taken me. As if he hadn’t already conquered me. As if he couldn’t get enough.And neither could I.My fingers curled against the hard planes of his chest, feeling the wild hammer of his heart against my palm, the frantic beat still syncing with my own."Again," Sable whispered, hungry and insatiable.Kael answered with a low rumble of agreement, echoing through the bond.I tilted my head up to meet Dorian’s eyes - and found him already watching me. Devouring me.Gods, the way he looked at me - like I was the only thing left that mattered in this world. Like I was precious and dangerous and his salvation, all at once."Tessa," he rasped, voice torn and wrecked from what we’d just done. From what he still
Tessa POVThe door barely clicked shut before Dorian pinned me against it with his body, the sheer force of him stealing the breath from my lungs.His mouth crashed down onto mine, fierce and claiming, tasting of wine and war and the unbearable hunger he had kept bottled up all night.I kissed him back just as fiercely, threading my fingers into his hair, dragging him closer, baring my teeth when he growled low against my lips."Ours," Kael rumbled from inside him - but this time I heard it through the bond too, not just Dorian’s mind. It made my wolf howl in answer.Sable surged to the surface, clawing for control, and I let her come halfway - enough for my nails to sharpen, for my instincts to burn brighter, for the raw need to shred through my chest.He tore his mouth from mine only to rip the ceremonial jacket off his shoulders, leaving him in the dark shirt that clung to every hard plane of his body.I was already undoing the clasps of my dress, hands shaking with urgency. But he
Tessa POVThe rest of the night blurred into a symphony of congratulations, glances, whispered words, and shifting alliances.After Marcus withdrew, more guests approached - some bold, others hesitant - offering their formal words of respect, layered with hidden questions.Dorian received them all with a polished, dangerous grace. Sharp when he needed to be. Cordial, but never warm. He shook hands, set appointments, dropped promises of future meetings like baited hooks into hungry waters.I stayed at his side, my fingers brushing his, always connected. And every time a stranger’s gaze lingered too long, every time a lesser Alpha looked at me with too much interest, I felt Dorian’s subtle shift - a tightening of his hand, a slight roll of power under his skin, a silent warning that made most look away quickly."They should fear," Sable whispered, satisfied. "They will learn respect."I found myself smiling - not coldly, but with the serene confidence that came from knowing exactly who