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Echoes of the Matron
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THE MATE HE COULDN'T CLAIM Moon Blood
##Chapter 043##Moon BloodThe air inside Mama Oya’s den was thick with herbs, smoke, and something older—something that seemed to hum beneath my skin. The Appalachian night pressed close outside, the forest alive with cicadas and the distant howl of wolves, but here in this place, I felt as though the earth itself was holding its breath.Mama Oya stood in front of me, her aged hands moving with careful precision as she set bowls of dried sage, rosemary, and powdered roots onto the low wooden table. Her hair—black streaked with silver—fell in waves past her shoulders, and her eyes… they pierced. Always, they pierced.“You’ve been restless,” she said, her voice carrying the weight of centuries though it was barely above a whisper. “Your blood sings different than it did before.”My fingers curled against my thighs. I had told myself I wasn’t going to break down here, not in front of this woman who seemed to see everything I fought to hide. But the truth clung to me like a shadow I coul
THE MATE HE COULDN'T CLAIM Echoes of the Matron
##Chapter 0041##Echoes of MatronSleep came to me that night like an ambush. One moment I was lying awake in Mama Oya’s den, staring at the ceiling beams while the embers of the fire crackled low, and the next the weight of exhaustion dragged me under.But it wasn’t the kind of sleep that soothed. It was heavy, cloying, pulling me into something deeper.The world around me dissolved into silver light. My body felt weightless, and yet when I looked down at my hands, they weren’t mine. Pale fingers tipped with claws glimmered in moonlight. A chill swept over me as I realized—this was no ordinary dream.The air shifted, and suddenly I was standing in a vast clearing. The forest was familiar, yet wrong—trees taller than cathedrals, shadows that seemed to move on their own. Above, the moon blazed impossibly large, painting the world in stark white and deepest black.And then I saw her.A woman stood at the center of the clearing, her back to me. Her long hair tumbled in waves down her bac
THE MATE HE COULDN'T CLAIM Alpha by Right
Chapter 041–Alpha by RightThe stone chamber was cold against my bare feet, but I barely felt it. My skin burned with the echo of Mama Oya’s funeral pyre, the grief still raw, my heart a wound left open to the mountain winds. The rogues and outcasts who had followed me this far were gathered in a half circle, watching, their eyes sharp with expectation.Expectation and fear.I could hear it in the tremor of their breaths, smell it rolling off them like iron and frost. They had lost before. They had followed others before. Every Alpha who had risen against the established packs had eventually fallen. Some were crushed by the Council. Some were betrayed from within. Most were simply too weak to hold together wolves who had been broken by rejection, exile, and pain.And now all those shattered pieces had gathered here, staring at me.The Matron’s Crest sat on the pedestal before me—an ancient stone disc etched with curling runes and the faint shimmer of moonlight carved into its veins. I
THE MATE HE COULDN'T CLAIM The Storm's Warning
Chapter 040The Storm’s WarningWhen the final clump of earth fell, thunder rolled in the distance, though the sky was clear. And the blood tree glowed faintly, its crimson veins brightening like embers. It felt like her spirit answering back.I thought that would be the end. A quiet grief, a moment of stillness.But peace never lasts long in my world.The scent reached me first—sharp, metallic, wrong. Wolves. Not ours.“Hunters,” Caleb hissed, his head snapping up. His hand went to his blade.No. Not hunters. I knew this scent. Too sharp, too polished, carrying the faint trace of silver and cologne.Silver Fang wolves.And at their center—Daxon Reyes.My heart lurched at the sight of him. He stood just beyond the edge of the grove, rain-dark hair slicked back, suit ruined by travel, but his presence as commanding as ever. Behind him, half a dozen of his pack fanned out, their eyes wary.“What are you doing here?” I spat before I could stop myself.His gaze met mine, and for a heartbe
THE MATE HE COULDN'T CLAIM Funeral of Mama Oya
Chapter 039Funeral of Mama OyaThe world always feels different when someone like Mama Oya leaves it.It wasn’t just the silence she left behind, but the way the air itself shifted, as if even the forest mourned her. The birds had stopped singing the morning after she passed, and the wolves in our camp refused to howl, their muzzles tilted toward the sky but their throats locked with grief.I hadn’t expected her death to shake me so deeply. Mama Oya was old—older than anyone I had ever met, older even than the mountain itself, it sometimes seemed. I knew it was coming. She had warned me in her cryptic, maddening way: Child, every root must wither, even those tied to the Moon.And still, when I found her still body, wrapped in her woven shawl, her hands folded over the beads she never set aside, my heart cracked open like it was the first loss I had ever known.She was more than a seer. She was the one person who looked at me—at my scars, my bloodline, my unborn child—and saw not a bu
THE MATE HE COULDN'T CLAIM First Hunter Attack
####Chapter 038First Hunter AttackThe scent of blood hit me before dawn.It wasn’t the coppery, warm kind that comes from prey. This was sharper tainted with oil and cold metal. Human blood mixed with the tang of gunpowder.I was already awake when Garrick came pounding into my tent.“They’re here,” he said, breath coming fast. “Scouts caught sight of movement on the southern ridge. Three men, maybe four. More behind them.”The mark on my palm throbbed, answering the news like it already knew. I pulled on my coat and stepped into the cold, my wolf pressing hard against my skin, urging me to run, to fight.The ApproachCaleb was already at the lookout post. His expression told me everything before he even spoke.“They’re organized,” he said. “Not just some backwoods mercenaries. These are professionals.”“Which means,” I said, “Sylvia sent her best.”He gave a curt nod. “We can take them, but we’ll need to force them into the gorge. Make them fight on our terms.”I scanned the ridges
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