LOGINOur pup, Kyle Draven, is burning with a fever of 104 degrees Fahrenheit. His small body convulses as he cries out for his father. But my husband, the Alpha, doesn't care. Julian Draven ignores our son's suffering because Kyle's cries might disturb his precious Linda Griffin. "Linda's trying on evening gowns. Stop using Kyle to get my attention. You're pathetic." Linda deliberately monopolizes my husband's time, then shows up with cake for Kyle like she's some saint. When Kyle eats it, he vomits black-purple blood. The cake had Wolfsbane. I confront her, desperate for answers, but Julian responds with a vicious slap and crushes me under his Alpha authority. "Linda wouldn't hurt a fly. How could she poison anyone? You clearly framed her. What kind of mother poisons her own pup?" He shatters my spine and throws both me and our dying pup into the Borderlands. Just as he gives the order to kill us, a roar erupts from deep within the forest—the kind that makes every beast submit. My childhood friend has returned.
View MoreA jacket, still warm, settled over my shoulders. Theo stood behind me without a word, silently blocking the wind."Is it over?" Theo asked."Yeah. It's over.""Then now it's my turn." Theo suddenly dropped to one knee.I froze. "What are you doing?"Theo pulled a box from his pocket and opened it. Inside was a ring carved from the hardest obsidian, etched with the wolf pack's totem."Ella, I'm not good with pretty words."This wolf who was usually so quiet actually had red creeping up his ears. "Ever since you were five and smeared mud on my face for the first time, I've never looked at another she-wolf."I know you've been hurt badly. I'm not in a rush. I can wait one year, ten years, or even my whole life if that's what it takes."He held up the ring. His eyes shone brighter than the stars above."But I'm still hoping you'll be my Luna. Let me protect you and our future home from every storm for the rest of our lives. Will you?"I looked at him. My eyes suddenly felt hot.
Wind whispered through the leaves like a lullaby. I leaned against Kyle's headstone and drifted off without meaning to.In the dream, there was no blood, no fire, no suffocating night. Kyle wore his little bear hoodie, clutching a kite string, running with sweat dripping down his face.He didn't look back, just shouted, "Mommy! Hurry up! If you don't run faster, the kite's gonna fall!"I tried desperately to catch up, but my feet felt rooted to the ground. Kyle stopped and turned around. His little face was clean, and there was no wound or blood.He stuck his tongue out at me. "Mommy, stop frowning like that. You look like an old lady. I want apple pie. The kind with lots of sugar."Go back home now, and don't stay here with me. I'm gonna go play again."With that, he let go of the kite string. It soared into the sky while he laughed and ran into the depths of the forest."Kyle!"I jolted awake. Dawn had broken.Morning dew dampened my lashes, but my body felt warm. A leather
Half a month later, the new house was finished.There were no fancy decorations, only a simple wooden construction with massive floor-to-ceiling windows. A fireplace burned pine logs, filling the rooms with a pleasant woody scent.That evening, Theo and I came to check on the new furniture. We also planned to inspect how the conversion of the public restroom was going in Julian's old house.The moment I stepped inside, I frowned. There was a strange smell in the air. Not the scent of pack wolves. It was mixed with dirt, rust, and a faint trace of perfume.Theo clearly smelled it too. We exchanged glances.Theo pointed toward the storage room. I hadn't bothered having anyone clean it out. I'd planned to burn everything of Julian's once the restroom was finished.I nodded and shifted my fingers into claws silently. We moved like hunting cats, making no sound as we crept forward.The storage room door was ajar. Inside came the sound of someone rummaging through boxes."Damn it, th
Theo and I arrived at Julian's pack.The oak doors of the Elder Council were shut tight. Raised voices filtered through from inside. They were arguing about what to do with the pack now that they had no Alpha.I didn't bother with my hands. I kicked the heavy wooden doors open. The doors slammed against the walls, shaking dust loose from the ceiling.The arguing stopped abruptly. 12 pairs of eyes turned toward the entrance.I leaned on a black metal cane and walked in slowly. The vicious scar on my left cheek looked stark in the dim candlelight.At this moment, 30 of the Woolbrook pack's best warriors stood at the entrance. And of course, Theo."Ella? This is the Elder Council. Get out!" Elder Landon Whitlock, the head elder, slammed his hand on the table.I ignored him and walked straight to the head of the long table. It was the Alpha's seat."That's Alpha Julian's seat!" Elder Simon Graves, the second elder, tried to stand and block me.I swung my cane out hard. Not at him,












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