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CHAPTER 3
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2026-05-18 13:51:05EDAL
“Look at her, locking herself in like the pathetic little breeder she is.” The words came through the door like needles, sharp and precise, and I pressed my back against the wood so hard I felt the grain bite into my skin. “Did you see her face when Alpha announced Vex as his Luna?” Another voice, higher, meaner. “She actually looked like she was going to cry. Right there in front of everyone.” “A human playing Luna. Can you imagine? She probably spread her legs and begged him to keep her.” “Well, it didn't work, did it? He found a real mate. A wolf. Someone worthy of him.” Laughter. Cruel and bright, bouncing off the walls like they were performing for an audience. Maybe they were. Maybe the whole pack had gathered outside my door to watch me burn. “What did she think was going to happen? That he'd actually keep her? She's a breeder. That's all she'll ever be.” “A warm hole to fuck until something better came along.” “And now something better is here.” I dug my nails into my arms until I felt the sting of broken skin. I wouldn't cry. I wouldn't give them that satisfaction. I'd sit here in the dark and take it, like I'd taken everything else, because that's what breeders did. We took it. We shut up. We knew our place. Except I didn't know my place anymore. I thought my place was beside him. I thought I meant something. The voices faded after a while, their laughter echoing down the hallway, and I stayed on the floor, staring at the crack of light under the door, watching the moon move across the window. The clock struck eleven. Then midnight. The house grew quiet. Everyone was asleep now … or pretending to be, gathered around their new Luna, whispering about how much better she was than the breeder. Then I heard footsteps I knew those footsteps. The heavy drag of his boots The key turned in the lock. Rylan stood in the doorway, backlit by the hallway light, his face half in shadow. His grey eyes were cold. “Get up,” he said. “Get the fuck out.” My voice came out raw, shredded from holding back screams. He crossed the room anyway. Dropped a canvas bag on the bed. It landed with a heavy thud … packed full, stuffed tight, prepared. “Supplies,” he said. “Food, water, a knife, bandages. Enough to get you to the border.” I stared at the bag. Then at him. “You're kicking me out. In the middle of the night. Like a dog.” “I'm letting you go.” He said it like he was doing me a favor. Like I should be grateful. “There's a human settlement three days south. You'll make it.” “Three days through wolf territory.” I stood up, my legs shaking beneath me. “Alone. With nothing but a bag of scraps. Because you found a new woman to warm your bed.” Something flickered across his face … guilt? regret? … but it was gone before I could name it. “Vex is my fated mate. You were a breeder. There's a difference.” “A breeder?” My voice cracked. “After two years of holding me, fucking me, telling me I was yours … that's all I am to you?” “That's all you ever were.” His voice didn't waver. His eyes didn't blink. “You just forgot your place.” “Fuck you, Rylan.” The words tore out of me, ugly and desperate. “Fuck you and your mate and your whole fucking pack. I loved you. I gave you everything. I let you fuck me like I meant something. And now you're calling me garbage?” “Because that's what you are.” He stepped closer, his grey eyes boring into mine. “You're garbage. You're a hole I used for two years. You're nothing. You were nothing before me, and you'll be nothing after me.” “You don't mean that.” “I mean every word.” His voice was cold and his eyes locked into mine “Now take the bag and get out before I make you get out.” I wanted to kill him. I wanted to grab the knife from that bag and drive it into his chest and watch the light leave those cold grey eyes. I wanted to scream until my lungs gave out. I wanted to beg him to tell me this was a joke, a test, anything but the truth. I did none of those things. I just stood there, bleeding on the inside, and let him destroy me. “Run, Edal.” He shoved the bag toward me. “Don't look back. Hate me if you need to.”something in his voice cracked. Just for a second. I grabbed the bag. Walked past him without looking at his face. “I hope she tears your heart out,” I said, my back to him, my hand on the doorframe. “I hope she uses you and throws you away, just like you did to me. I hope you die alone, Rylan. I hope no one comes to save you.” He didn't answer but I ran anyways. I ran through the gate. Past the tree line. Into the woods.
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EDALThe sun broke over the eastern crags, sending long beams of gold across the valley floor.For the first time in four months, the morning wind did not cut like a frozen knife. Water trickled down the heavy stone gutters of Haven as the thick ice on the roofs began to melt, dropping heavy splashes into the slushy yards below. The great thaw had officially begun.I stood on the timber platform near the granary, watching the lower yard come alive.Messenger Vanya and her four northern riders were resting in the lower hall, their horses fed and brushed in the warm stalls. Down by the eastern wall, Nikolai and Gregor were organizing a team of thirty wild wolf hunters to clear the fallen timber along the trade road, making way for the spring caravans."You are up early, Commander," a low, familiar voice spoke from behind me.I turned to see Nikolai walking up the wooden steps. He carried his iron spear across his shoulder, his dark hair damp from the morning mist. His dark eyes held a w
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EDAL The morning came with a pale grey light that broke over the frozen peaks.Down in the lower yard, thirty new milk cows stood inside the warm wooden stables. The air smelled of sweet hay, warm manure, and fresh pine sawdust. Small children from the lower town stood near the stable doors with empty wooden buckets, waiting happily for the first milk of the season.I stood on the stone walkway above the yard, watching Chief Hakan and two wild wolf trackers haul big sacks of grain into the high granary. My body felt warm inside my heavy wool tunic and silver leather armor, but my mind was focused on the long mountain map spread across the stone ledge in front of me.Steps sounded on the stairs behind me—heavy, steady, and unhurried.Tarek walked up to the ledge, carrying a small wooden tray with two cups of hot pine tea. He set one cup down beside my map and rested his elbows flat against the cold granite wall, looking out at the snowy valley below us."The southern cows are giving f
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EDALBy late afternoon, the winter sun hung low and orange over the western peaks.The southern border was a hive of quiet, tense activity. True to his word, Lord Vane had agreed to the terms. His men worked on the south bank of the frozen river, driving thirty black-and-white milk cows across the thick ice toward our side. Behind them, two wooden supply carts dumped heavy bars of grey iron and massive bolts of thick wool cloth into the snow near the old border stone.Rylan stood on our side of the river, supervising twelve high guards as they loaded the ten sacks of coarse rye and five barrels of salted fish onto the empty southern sleds. His massive iron frame towered over the thin, tired southern soldiers, but he kept his hands off his weapons, letting the trade proceed without incident.Korr sat atop his warhorse beside me, watching the southern soldiers with hawk-like intensity."They are weak," Korr rumbled low, his silver eyes tracking Lord Vane as the old lord signed the leath
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EDALThe sun came up cold and bright over the snow.I stood by the armory door in the lower yard. The morning air was quiet. Guards carried heavy wood logs across the yard, and smoke rose from the high stone chimneys. My body felt stiff from the long hunt, but the deep pain in my chest was soft now.Rylan walked out of the main hall carrying a heavy bundle. He wore his thick iron armor and his big wolf fur cloak. In his arms, he held a long piece of dark wood wrapped in clean gray cloth.He walked over to where I stood and stopped. His huge body blocked the cold wind."Korr told the blacksmith to fix this for him last night," Rylan said in his deep, quiet voice. He pulled back the gray cloth.Inside lay a fine iron spear. The dark wood handle was smooth and polished with dry oil. The sharp head was made of bright, heavy iron with clean silver lines running down the middle. It was much stronger than the basic wooden spear Nikolai carried on the high ridge."It is a good weapon," I said
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