LOGINPOV: AIRYSFlashes exploded in my mind. Screams. Cries. Someone begging for their life.“Please… you’ve already won!” The voice was shaky, desperate. It sounded like Hamissa. “You don’t need to kill me…”A whisper invaded my mind, cold and sharp like a blade pressed against the back of my neck:“No mercy. Kill her.”My breath faltered.What was happening?I stretched my arms out in front of me with difficulty. They were covered in a thick, dark, hot liquid. Blood. My fingers trembled. The metallic smell burned my nose. I gasped.Was that my blood?Was I standing?My senses were jumbled, as if I were caught between reality and a nightmare. I blinked hard, once, twice. Each blink felt heavy, like my eyelids were weighed down by sha
POV: AIRYS“It’s not a choice!” she roared, releasing threatening growls.“Lately, I’ve been hearing that a lot,” I huffed, trying to ignore the fear crawling under my skin.Hamissa attacked, fast as lightning. I dodged by a hair, spinning my body and raising the dagger. I almost buried the blade in her ribs, but she turned her snout and clamped down on my wrist with brutal force. A grunt of pain escaped my lips as her fangs crushed my bone.With a desperate thrust, I kicked her belly, forcing her to release me. The impact sent me stumbling backward, and the dagger slipped from my hand, landing in the soft snow. Hamissa charged again, not giving me time to catch my breath. This time, her claw tore into my shoulder. A scream escaped before I could stop it. I pressed my hand against the burning wound, feeling the blood pour out, staining the snow red.“D
POV: AIRYSI took a few steps forward, where what seemed to be the starting line for that damn test was, when I felt his intoxicating scent. My skin prickled even before his powerful presence enveloped me. Daimon stopped beside me, holding my face and forcing me to look at him.“Don’t die,” he growled. His earthy eyes sparkled with red, Fenrir right at the surface. The raspy sound of his voice made something vibrate inside me.“Alpha.” I smiled sideways, closing my eyes subtly, absorbing his aroma and the scorching heat of his touch. My chest vibrated with his intensity. “For the first time, I intend to obey one of your orders.”He smiled sideways. His hand slid slowly, his fingers brushing my cheek before settling under my chin in a firm grip. His gaze dove into mine, and my skin tingled.“Find a way to come back to us,” Daimon murmured, r
POV: AIRYSShe stared at me in silence. Her celestial eyes seemed to know too much. She looked me up and down as if expecting something from me that I wasn’t capable of giving. She shook her head slowly, disappointed.“How can he be so certain about you when you can’t even see the obvious?” Her voice sounded like a veiled accusation, but before I could reply, heavy footsteps approached from the corridor.The sound of boots against the floor echoed like a warning. My entire body stiffened. I gasped.“Let’s go!” the Beta growled as he entered the room. His presence was aggressive. He bared his fangs in a hostile gesture toward the woman, who didn’t back down. His eyes were fixed on her with barely contained fury. “You shouldn’t be here.”She lifted her chin with a half-smile, showing no fear.“I came to wish you good luck,” she said to me, giving me one last steady l
POV: DAIMONHamissa appeared before us, smiling as if she were standing in front of a prize. She lowered her head in respect, but her scent didn’t lie. Anxiety. Excitement. Desire.Fenrir’s claws dug in from the inside. He wanted to tear her apart. So did I.“Alpha.” She smiled, bold. “It’s an honor to prove my worth… and, who knows, to enjoy a moment by your side.”Her tone irritated us. Her gaze. Furthermore, her scent… even worse. Everything about her provoked repulsion in us.“If you defeat her,” I made it clear, growling. My voice came out lower, denser, loaded with barely contained fury.Fenrir roared inside me. With great effort, I held back the impulse to destroy the she-wolf in front of me with my own hands. She had no idea how close she was to death.“With all due respe
POV: DAIMONAirys stayed right there, standing still, staring at me. Her large, honey-bright eyes were fixed on mine as if trying to understand something she couldn’t even explain herself. Her mouth was slightly open, ready to say something… but she gave up halfway.That was her damn problem. The hesitation.She didn’t know what she felt. She couldn’t accept what she wanted. Furthermore, she was afraid of what she was desiring.“What a shame.” Fenrir grumbled inside me, restless, pulsing with the same intensity I felt. “I understand now. She’s close.”“She’s about to make a decision,” I answered him in my mind, without taking my eyes off her.Her light irises shone with an indecipherable tone, a mix of doubt, curiosity… and desire.“We’re one day away from the g







