تسجيل الدخولClaraAshvale was exactly as I remembered it.Cold. Grimy. Pathetic.I stood in the shadows of the crumbling gatehouse, staring at the muddy streets and the miserable huts that passed for homes. The pack that had once been my family's most loyal ally had fallen so far. Weak wolves. Broken spirits. A pack that had sold its own members to survive.And yet, they were useful.I pulled my hood lower and walked through the gates. The guards barely glanced at me. They were too busy huddling around a fire, their faces blank with hungooer and despair.Pathetic.I made my way to the main hall, where the elders were waiting. They had been expecting me. I had sent word ahead, demanding their presence."Clara." The head elder rose from his chair, his face pale. "You shouldn't be here. The King has put a bounty on your head.""Let him." I threw back my hood. "Adrian has no power here. Not anymore."The elder exchanged nervous glances. One of them stepped forward, his voice trembling. "What do you w
EliasThe ritual chamber was cold and dark, lit only by the flickering candles that surrounded the altar. I stood in the corner, watching Noah prepare himself. His hands trembled as he arranged the scrolls, his face pale in the dim light.He was terrified.I could see it in the way he moved, in the way his hand kept drifting to his stomach. He was trying to be brave, trying to hide his fear. But I could see right through him.I had spent months watching him, learning him. And I knew him better than he thought."Noah." I stepped forward. "Let me help you."He turned to look at me, his eyes wary. "What do you mean?""The ritual." I walked closer. "Let me take some of the burden. Let me share the cost."Noah shook his head slowly. "It doesn't work that way. It has to be my blood. My child's blood.""Then let me be the one to draw it." I met his eyes. "Let me be the one to hold the blade."Noah opened his mouth to argue, but Adrian stepped forward."No." Adrian's voice was cold. "He's not
NoahI stood in the hallway, my back pressed against the closed door, my heart pounding so hard I could barely breathe.Behind me, I could hear Adrian's voice, weak and desperate, calling my name over and over. Each cry felt like a knife twisting in my chest."Noah! Please! Come back!"I pressed my hand against my mouth, trying to stifle the sob that threatened to escape. Tears streamed down my face, hot and relentless. I wanted to go back. I wanted to run into his arms and let him hold me and pretend everything was going to be okay.But I couldn't.Because if I went back, I would lose my resolve. And if I lost my resolve, I would lose everything. Adrian would die. The curse would continue. And I would never be free.I pushed myself off the door and walked down the corridor, my legs trembling beneath me. The baby shifted inside me, a small movement that felt like a plea."I know," I whispered. "I know you're scared. I'm scared too."I made it to my room and collapsed on the bed, my bo
AdrianI woke to the feeling of someone holding my hand.My eyes fluttered open, heavy and unfocused. The room was dim, lit only by a single candle on the table beside me. Everything was blurry at first, shapes and shadows blending together.Then I saw him.Noah was sitting in the chair beside my bed, his hand wrapped around mine. His head was bowed, his eyes closed. He looked exhausted, pale, broken. Dark circles hung beneath his eyes like bruises. His face was gaunt, hollowed out.He looked like he hadn't slept in days.I tried to speak, but my throat was dry. I coughed weakly, and Noah's eyes snapped open."Adrian." His voice was soft, tired. "You're awake."I tried to sit up, but my body wouldn't obey. I was so weak. So impossibly weak."How long?" I rasped."Two days." Noah's hand tightened around mine. "You've been unconscious for two days."Two days. I had lost two days of my life. Two days of watching Noah suffer. Two days of being useless."You should be resting," I said. "No
NoahThe knock came just after midnight.I was sitting on the edge of my bed, the ceremonial blade hidden beneath my pillow, my hands trembling. I had been waiting for this moment, dreading it. My heart pounded so hard I could hear it in my ears."Come in."The door opened, and Elias stepped inside. His face was hard, his eyes burning with barely contained fury. He crossed the room in three quick strides and stood in front of me, his presence filling the small space."Elena told me everything." His voice was low and dangerous. "You're planning to do the ritual tonight. Alone."I looked away, unable to meet his gaze. "She shouldn't have told you.""She had to." Elias grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. "You were going to sacrifice yourself without telling anyone. Without giving anyone a chance to stop you."I pulled away, my body shaking. "It's my choice.""It's not just your choice!" His voice rose, echoing off the stone walls. "You're carrying a child! My child! Adrian's ch
NoahThe ritual chamber was cold and dark.I stood in the center of the room, my hand pressed against my stomach, staring at the symbols carved into the stone floor. They were ancient, faded with time, but still powerful. I could feel the magic humming beneath my feet, waiting to be awakened. The air was thick with dust and the faint smell of old blood. It made my stomach churn.Elena had prepared everything. The candles, the herbs, the ceremonial blade. It was all laid out on the altar, waiting for me.Waiting for my blood.I walked to the altar and picked up the blade. It was cold and sharp, glinting in the candlelight. The edge was honed to a razor's sharpness, designed to draw blood with the slightest pressure. I stared at it for a long moment, my heart pounding in my chest."Are you sure about this?"I turned. Elena stood in the doorway, her face pale, her eyes filled with worry. She had been watching me, waiting for the right moment to speak. I could see the conflict in her expr
Noah~Something slammed into my side hard enough to drag me out of whatever unconscious state I had fallen into, and the pain that followed wasn’t normal. It spread through my body like something was eating at me from the inside. I sucked in a breath as my eyes snapped open, only for another kick
Noah~PRESENT I ran.I could hear their laughter and see their mocking stares as they said all sorts of cruel things about me.“How dare he call the Lycan King his mate?”“The abomination thought he had a chance.”“Talk about audacity.”I got to the entrance of the hall where the ceremony was held
Noah~I opened my eyes to see Tyrene standing above me with tears in her eyes and the ugliest expression I had seen in a while. “You have such an ugly cry face.”“Noahhhh!!” She said, wiping her snot filled face as she moved closer to me but I quickly put my hand in between us. “Ty, I'm not in pa
Noah~“I reject you. I, Adrian Laurent, reject this you as my mate and request to the goddess that the mate bond be destroyed.” A crushing pain engulfed my chest and sweat poured down my back as everyone else stared at me with pure mockery in their eyes. I could hear their words,“Flithy.”“Cursed







