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VOW OF VENGEANCE
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THE CURSE OF THE FIFTH MATE LIVING FOR THE MOMENT
The sun hung low on the horizon, casting a warm glow over the landscape. It was a rare sight—a peaceful day, unmarred by the heavy weight of impending battles or the relentless threats that always loomed on the horizon. For once, there was no urgency, no immediate danger, just the soft embrace of the present.Veyra stood at the edge of the forest, feeling the breeze rustle through the trees. The air was fresh, the scent of pine and earth grounding her in the moment. She turned her head as laughter echoed from behind her, and her heart fluttered in her chest. It was a sound she hadn't heard enough of recently—genuine, carefree laughter. A sound that reminded her of simpler days, before the burden of her lineage, the dark forces of the Order, and the weight of her destiny had crept into her life.Her brother, Jon, stood nearby, his arm slung casually around Zevi's shoulder. Lioren and Rune were in the midst of an animated conversation, their words full of light-hearted banter that seeme
THE CURSE OF THE FIFTH MATE ALPHA LUNA
The moon hung heavy and luminous over the peaks of the Silverthorn Mountains, its light spilling across the darkened land like a river of liquid silver. The group had returned back to Zarek's pack where a full moon ceremony is held. Zarek's pack had gathered in the sacred clearing deep within their territory, surrounded by towering pines and ancient stones etched with the runes of their ancestors. The air was thick with anticipation, magic, and something far older than either—destiny.Veyra stood at the edge of the circle, cloaked in a flowing white robe that shimmered like starlight against her pale skin. Her long silver hair, now streaked with hints of frost from the grief and pain she had borne, cascaded over her shoulders like a waterfall of moonlight. She wasn't just a wolf anymore. Not just a daughter or a mate. Not even just the white wolf. She was something more. Tonight would mark it.Zarek stood beside her, tall and silent, his presence a grounding force as always. His dark
THE CURSE OF THE FIFTH MATE VOW OF VENGEANCE
The sky bled gray as the storm clouds gathered over the Hale estate. The winds keened like mourners, whispering through the trees with the sound of a thousand ghostly voices. The weight of grief, betrayal, and fury hung like lead in the air, wrapping Veyra's shoulders tighter than any cloak. She stood alone beneath the ancient oak in the courtyard, the same tree her mother had enchanted as a child to ward off dark spirits.Her mother was gone.Her bond with Kael was gone.And now, everything in her soul burned with one single, blinding truth: the Order would pay."I will not be their prey anymore," Veyra whispered, her voice brittle, her eyes fixed on nothing and everything at once. "I will be their end."Behind her, the gravel crunched softly under approaching footsteps. Zarek didn't speak as he drew closer, only wrapped his arms around her from behind. He didn't need words. His silence was an anchor, steady and unyielding, grounding her as her rage boiled dangerously beneath her ski
THE CURSE OF THE FIFTH MATE SEVERANCE
The rain fell in slow, silver sheets over Nightveil, soft as mourning. In the courtyard, beneath the sacred tree where wolves once made their pledges, Veyra stood barefoot. Her hair clung to her cheeks, her shoulders trembling, not from cold, but from the terrible stillness inside her.Kael was on his knees before her, the scar on his cheek shining beneath the rain. His palms were open. His lips trembled. "Veyra, please," he whispered. "I didn't know it would go this far. I—I thought I could protect you by giving them something. I was trying to delay them. Give us time.""You gave them me," Veyra said, her voice hollow. Her white wolf stirred beneath her skin, writhing, snarling in pain and fury. "You betrayed the one thing you swore to protect."Kael crawled closer, the mud streaking his knees. "Don't say that. I was afraid. I didn't know who else to turn to. They promised they wouldn't hurt you. That they only wanted to talk. I didn't think—" He broke off, tears mixing with rain. "I
THE CURSE OF THE FIFTH MATE KAEL’s PLEA
The cold stillness of the morning was shattered by the echo of a slammed door. Kael stood just outside the threshold of Veyra's chamber, his chest heaving with desperate breath, his face pale beneath the grime and dried blood that marked his days away. The once familiar glint in his eyes was dull now—hollowed by regret, swallowed by guilt."Veyra, please," he rasped, his voice rough with exhaustion and a deeper pain that cracked around the edges. "Just let me talk to you."Veyra didn't move. She stood at the far end of her chamber, arms wrapped tightly around herself as though trying to hold her broken pieces together. Her eyes, once so bright, so alive, were rimmed red from endless nights of crying. Her mother's death was a wound that hadn't even begun to scab, and now this—Kael's betrayal—ripped her even further apart.She turned slowly, her gaze locking on him. There was no warmth, no softness. Only a silent fury that simmered beneath her skin, tethered by the thin thread of restra
THE CURSE OF THE FIFTH MATE KAEL’s BETRAYAL
The world had gone quiet since Maelin's passing—too quiet.Snow fell in sheets outside, thick and heavy, blanketing the forest in silence. The house that once pulsed with warmth and life now felt more like a tomb. Every corridor held a memory, every corner echoed with a laugh that would never come again. And within it, behind a thick wooden door etched with ancient runes, Veyra lay still as stone.Three days had passed since her mother's death, and not once had Veyra emerged from her chambers.The moonlight spilled through the windows, catching on the silver strands of her hair as she sat curled in the same corner, knees pulled to her chest, her arms wrapped tightly around herself. Her wolf, once ever-present in her mind, had retreated into a distant, mournful hush. She hadn't spoken. She hadn't eaten. Not even the gentle coaxing of her mates or her brother's desperate pleas had stirred her.Jon had tried again that morning, his bandaged shoulder aching from the wound he'd taken durin
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