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2024-08-05 00:43:33BLAIRE
“What’s wrong, Blaire? You look like you’re ready to run,” the one that I knew now as Fredrick Marlowe said, a smirk tilting up the corner of his lips. It’s because I am regretting my decision. “I-I’m not going to run.” His green eyes danced with humor, but his face seemed otherwise passive. “You sure about that?” “P-positive.” His eyes suddenly became cold. “I would be ready to run if I were you. Because you’re the daughter of the man who murdered our father and our entire family, and you just became mine.” Well, now, I’m terrified. “I didn’t know.” My voice came out as a whisper, but I knew he heard me. “It doesn’t change the facts, sweetheart.” He reached up to pull on a strand of curled braided hair by my ear, and I flinched. He pulled back, looking a bit annoyed. “Do you think I would hurt you?” Yes. Absolutely. No questions asked. I might be dead tomorrow. “No.” “We may despise your father in the pack, but we wouldn’t hurt you because of that fact. No, but you are part of the payback. I mean, what’s a better slap in the face than having the enemy get your daughter with pups?” I felt equal parts of relief and disgust. Sure, he wouldn’t physically hurt me, but the thought of being a pawn for the rest of my life already put me into mental anguish. “I-I . . .“ I fumbled with the words, nerves striking me dumb. “I didn’t mean for this to happen.” “What? To marry the enemy? I’ll let you back out if you want to. Go back to your loving dear old father and live in the precious luxury tower you’ve been kept in . . . if you want to.” Only I didn’t have a loving dear old father, not really. There was no precious tower or joyous life or luxury tower Fredrick hinted at. Only me, alone in the rusty house day in and day out, with no family to keep me company. Minus the odd looks the trusted pack members who knew me always gave to me, I couldn’t leave to get anything without permission, always having to carry my phone on me to be tracked and monitored with my father's wolves guarding me day and night. The same phone that’s currently lying in my bedroom, under my pillow. Two situations, neither of them favorable. But maybe one was better than the other? “Do you, can I . . . ?” I paused, feeling the weight of six sets of eyes boring into me. “Can I leave the house whenever ?” Fredrick reeled back like it was the dumbest question he ever heard. “Of course, you can leave the house. I mean, let one of us know, so we don’t worry, but why would we lock you away?” He didn’t get it, and that was okay, I didn’t want to explain it either. “I’ll do it.” He stared at me in confusion, leaving me to clarify, “I’ll join your pack.”
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BlaireThe morning air was cold and sharp, biting through the thin fabric of Fredrick’s shirt that I still wore. It smelled like him — cedar and smoke — a comfort I didn’t want to let go of. But comfort wasn’t something we could afford now. Not with Jacob closing in.Fredrick’s words from the night before still echoed in my mind. He trusted me. Finally, fully. But trust didn’t mean he wasn’t still scared for me.I wasn’t scared, though. Not anymore.I’d spent too many years under my father’s shadow. Too many nights wondering what freedom would feel like. Now that I had it — now that I had Fredrick and this pack — I’d die before I let Jacob take it from me.The sun barely peeked over the treetops when the pack gathered in the clearing. Fredrick stood at the center, his brothers flanking him like a wall of muscle and loyalty. I took my place beside him, lifting my chin as the wolves turned their eyes to us.They didn’t look at me with doubt anymore. Not after the way I stood beside Fred
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FredrickThe moon was still high when I woke, though dawn wasn’t far off. Sleep had been impossible after Selene’s warning. My mind churned with plans and possibilities, each more dangerous than the last.I slipped from the bed carefully, not wanting to wake Blaire. She stirred anyway, her body curling instinctively toward the warmth I left behind. Even in sleep, she sought me. The thought stirred something deep in my chest — a fierce, protective ache.I leaned down, brushing a kiss to her temple. “Rest, Blaire,” I murmured. “I’ll handle this.”I wasn’t sure if I was reassuring her or myself.The house was silent as I moved through it. My brothers were already awake, gathered around the long wooden table in the main room. Orion leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his expression grim. Caspian stared into his untouched mug of coffee like it might give him answers. Tony paced restlessly, his jaw tight.They all looked up when I entered.“We’ve got trouble,” Tony said without preamble.
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BlaireThe moment the unfamiliar howl pierced the night, the warmth of the fire and the laughter around us died. The air shifted — the comforting scents of smoke and food were drowned out by something sharper. Something wrong.Fredrick was on his feet in an instant, his body tense, his eyes flashing silver as his wolf stirred beneath his skin. His hand lingered on my arm for a moment, grounding me, before he stepped forward. The pack fell silent, waiting.Another howl echoed, closer this time.I stood slowly, heart pounding. A cold weight settled in my stomach. This wasn’t a stray wolf or a lost traveler. This was a message.Fredrick’s voice was low, steady. “Orion, Caspian — perimeter. Now.”His brothers didn’t hesitate, disappearing into the shadows without a sound. The rest of the pack stirred uneasily, some rising to their feet, others lowering their heads, ears pinned back in submission.I swallowed hard, my throat dry. “Fredrick… do you think it’s him?”Jacob. My father.Fredric
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FredrickThe sun hung low in the sky, casting warm amber streaks over the clearing as the pack worked. The air smelled of sawdust, smoke, and sweat — but beneath it all was something else. Determination. Hope.My muscles ached, and my body screamed for rest, but I couldn’t stop. Wouldn’t stop. Not until every broken wall was mended and every last wolf had a roof over their head.This wasn’t just about rebuilding our home. It was about proving that we weren’t broken. That Jacob Ashbourne’s attack hadn’t shattered us.We were still standing — and stronger than before.I leaned against the frame of what used to be our meeting hall, now little more than charred beams and splintered wood. Caspian and Tony argued nearby over the best way to brace the new supports. Their voices blended into the background hum of the pack’s work.My brothers were loud, stubborn, and exhausting — but damn if I wasn’t grateful for them.“Fred!” Orion’s voice cut through the noise. I turned to see him jogging to
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