Masuk“Wake up, girl.” The voice cuts through the fog of sleep, firm but gentle. “Come on now, wake up.”
I jolt upright in the trunk, gasping and immediately doubling over with violent coughing. My lungs burn as I struggle to catch my breath, each cough tearing through my chest like fire.
“Easy there, breathe slowly,” the voice continues, clearer now. “Focus on my voice, Aurora. In and out, nice and steady.”
The shock of hearing someone speak directly into my mind triggers another wave of coughing, but gradually I manage to slow my breathing. Small, desperate gulps of air that slowly become more controlled.
“That’s better. You’re doing fine, sweet girl. No need to be frightened.”
My body relaxes back into the makeshift bed, confusion washing over me. I’m still exhausted, but there’s a strange calm settling in my chest that wasn’t there before.
“Who are you?” I whisper aloud, even though every word she’s spoken has been inside my head.
“You already know the answer to that, Aurora. I’ve been here with you all along, just couldn’t speak until now. Happy eighteenth birthday, by the way.”
Birthday. The word hits me like a physical blow. That would mean… my heart starts racing again.
“You’re my wolf!” I practically scream in my mind, suddenly aware I don’t want anyone else to hear this conversation.
“Finally caught on, did you? Name’s Eos, and I’m sorry it took so long for us to meet properly. You’ve been incredibly brave handling everything alone.”
The reality slowly sinks In. All those years of being told I was defective, that I’d never have a wolf because I wasn’t worth one. All the beatings, the constant reminders that I was less than nothing.
“Wait,” I sit up straighter, heart pounding. “Are you the blonde wolf from my dream? The one at the lake?”
“That’s right. Took you long enough to put it together.”
A awkward laugh escapes me. “Hello, then. I guess.”
Her laughter echoes in my mind, warm and comforting. “Hello, Aurora. I can’t tell you how good it feels to finally talk with you.”
Despite everything, I find myself smiling. “You’re beautiful, Eos. I can’t believe you’re really mine.”
Questions flood my mind in a chaotic rush. Will I randomly shift into wolf form? How do I control when you come out? What happens if you take over? Can other people sense you now? Will I be stronger? The thoughts tumble over each other, desperate and overwhelming.
“Slow down there,” Eos chuckles. “We have time to figure all that out together. Though I should mention, your hair isn’t going to turn blonde just because I am.”
Heat floods my cheeks. That was a ridiculous thought.
“Right now, you just need to know that everything happening is exactly as it should be. Things are going to change for you, Aurora. Better things are coming.”
“Don’t.” The word comes out sharper than I intended. “Don’t give me false hope, Eos. I’ve heard promises before.”
“This isn’t a promise, it’s certainty. The Moon Goddess has shown me glimpses of what’s ahead. There’s a reason for all the pain you’ve endured, a purpose to it all. You just need to hold on a little longer.”
Against every instinct I’ve developed over the years, something inside me wants to believe her. Maybe it’s having someone, anyone, who cares about what happens to me. Maybe it’s the conviction in her voice. But a tiny seed of hope plants itself in my chest.
“What kind of better things?”
“Your mate is coming, Aurora. Soon.”
The words hit me like lightning. “My mate? Really?”
“Really. I can’t tell you more than that, the Moon Goddess forbids it. You’ll have to discover the rest yourself.”
My mind immediately starts racing with possibilities. Will it be a guy or a girl? I’ve never really thought about it seriously before, always assumed I’d never have a mate anyway. But I’ve definitely noticed both in the past, felt drawn to different people regardless of gender. What will they be like? Kind? Strong? Will they actually want me, or will they reject me like everyone else has?
“I can feel you spiraling,” Eos says gently. “Stop torturing yourself with questions you can’t answer yet. When the time comes, you’ll know.”
“But what if they don’t want me? What if they take one look at me and decide I’m not worth it?”
“Aurora.” Her voice turns firm, almost a growl. “Stop that right now. You are not worthless. You are not less than anyone else. I won’t listen to you tear yourself down.”
The fierce protectiveness in her voice catches me off guard. After years of being told I was nothing, having someone defend me, even if it’s the voice in my own head, feels strange.
“I have my wolf,” I whisper, the reality finally sinking in completely. “I actually have my wolf.”
“Yes, you do. And I’m not going anywhere.”
A giggle escapes me, surprising us both. For the first time in years, I don’t feel completely alone.
“You need to rest now,” Eos continues. “Mrs. Avalon was right about your body needing time to heal. I’m not fully emerged yet either, so we both need sleep. Your wounds will heal faster now, and your strength will grow, but it takes time.”
“Will you stay with me while I sleep?”
“I’ll always be here, Aurora. You’re never going to be alone again.”
I settle back into the trunk, pulling the thin blanket around me. The space feels less cramped somehow, less suffocating. Maybe it’s knowing I have Eos with me, or maybe it’s the possibility that my mate is out there somewhere, but the darkness doesn’t seem as overwhelming as it did before.
“Eos?”
“Yeah?”
“Thank you. For being here, for being mine.”
“Thank you for surviving long enough for us to meet. Now sleep, sweet girl. Tomorrow is a new day.”
“Mum, what is this?” I stared at my mother, disbelief and anger warring inside me. “This is the emergency you called me for?”She crossed her arms. “This is an emergency. You’re thirty years old, Njord. When are you going to marry?”“I’m not ready yet.”“When will you be ready?” Her voice rose. “You know we bad bloods have to marry young. You don’t know if you’ll die soon, if you’re caught by people like—”She stopped herself, but we both knew what she was going to say.“I will not be caught,” I said firmly.“You don’t know that!” She stepped closer, her eyes blazing. “Every day you’re out there—helping people escape, fighting against the slave trade, you’re risking your life. At least give us grandchildren before something happens to you.”“So that’s what this is about? Grandchildren?”“It’s about family!” she snapped. “About not throwing your life away on some foolish crusade that will get you killed.”I felt my jaw clench. “It’s not foolish. People need help.”“And what about what
My phone buzzed. Turner. I answered immediately.“I have a location for where he is,” Turner said without preamble. “But there’s one little thing about him. I don’t know if you know about it.”“What’s the problem?” I asked, sitting up straighter on my bed.“He’s a bad blood.”The words hit me like a sucker punch in the gut. “No shit?”“I’m sorry, Sabrina. It seems you didn’t know about that.”My mind reeled. Bad bloods. How could this be? My father despised them — hunted them whenever he could.And Njord was one of them.“No,” I said quietly. “I didn’t know.”“I can forward you his current location if you still need it,” Turner offered. “But Sabrina, you should think carefully about this. Bad bloods are dangerous. Whatever relationship you think you have with this man—”“Just send me the location,” I interrupted.“Sabrina—”“Send it. Please.”Turner sighed. “Alright. But be careful. If your father finds out you’re consorting with bad bloods, it won’t just be grounding anymore.”The lo
Aurora, it’s been a long time since we talked.My wolf. Eos. I’d almost forgotten what her voice sounded like.“Yeah, you ghosted me,” I thought back, surprised at how easy it was to slip into this mental conversation. “Where have you been?”“Ghosted?” Eos’s tone carried amusement. “All those combat moves you were busting out during fights, who do you think imprinted those into your muscle memory?”“Wolves can do that?” I asked.“You’re not just any wolf, Aurora. You’re descended from a direct line of the original shifters. You have their strength and experience in your body. It’s in your blood, in your bones. When you needed it most, I gave you access to what your ancestors skills.”The revelation stunned me. “Wow. That’s cool.”Eos’s presence felt warmer now**. “I’ve always been here, even when you couldn’t hear me. Waiting for you to be strong enough for me to speak to you again.”Before I could respond, the darkness shifted. Light filtered in, pulling me back toward consciousness.
Fenris left without another word, the door closing softly behind him.“That was unnecessary. What’s your problem with him? Isn’t he your brother?” I said to Arthur.He didn’t respond, just closed his eyes and leaned back against the couch cushions. I decided not to push further and instead called Sabrina.I got off the call with her a few minutes later, confirming she was safe. The relief I felt was short-lived, quickly replaced by the weight of the issues we were facing.“Arthur,” I said, moving to sit in the chair across from him. “We need to talk about what comes next.”He opened one eye. “Can it wait until I’m not bleeding internally?”“No.” I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. “This safe house—it’s one of many in a network. We help slaves escape from their owners and get them to safety.”That got his attention. Both eyes opened now, focusing on me with difficulty.“A network?” he repeated.“Yeah. There are people all across Northern and Southern Europe doing this work
"I’m sorry I dragged you into this,” I said, my voice rough from the beating I’d taken.Aurora sat beside me on the cold concrete floor of the cell, her hand warm in mine despite the chill that permeated the dungeon. Her face was bruised, one eye swollen nearly shut.“I’m fine,” Aurora said softly. She squeezed my hand gently. “Between this journey and everything else, I know we’ve had a lot of problems, but we’ve grown closer to each other.”I couldn’t help but laugh, though it sent a spike of pain through my broken ribs. “You call this fine? We’re locked in a dungeon, beaten half to death, and Lars is probably deciding right now whether to kill us or make us fight again for his entertainment.”“We’re together,” she said simply. “That counts for something.”“I am making you this promise, Aurora: if we are able to escape this place, I will make sure to make Lars suffer for what he did, and I will serve his head on a plate to you.”“Shhh, let’s get out of here first,” Aurora said.“You
The door sealed shut with a thunderous clang, cutting me off from Njord and the others. For a moment, the noise of the complex seemed to fade into a distant hum.“Stand down, Sabrina,” my father said. He sounded very angry, but there was nothing he could do.Lars walked through the line of guards. “Put the gun down,” he said quietly. “Now.”Slowly, I lowered the pistol and set it on the ground.“Kick it away.”I did.Lars nodded to his guards. Two of them rushed forward, grabbing my arms and forcing them behind my back. Zip ties cut into my wrists as they secured my hands. Another guard picked up my discarded weapon.Lars approached until he stood directly in front of me. His facial features twisted with rage.“You ungrateful daughter,” he said. “After all I have done for you, you still find ways to be a nuisance in my life.”“I’m sorry, Father,” I said, trying to douse the flame.“Sorry.” He laughed. “You’re sorry. You helped them escape. You betrayed me, your own father, for what?”







