LOGINIt was a calm and quiet afternoon. Lina’s door banged open again.
“What do they want this time?” she murmured under her breath. “Stand up,” the guard said. His voice was firm, but not harsh this time. Lina stood slowly, her body already tense with expectation. She had learned enough to recognize patterns. Something was about to happen. He led her out, but instead of taking her to the usual area, he brought her to a different section of the camp. The room she entered surprised her. It was not a cell. It looked more like a small hostel. There were only three rooms, clean compared to where she had been kept. The air felt lighter, less suffocating. “Go in. Prepare,” the guard said. Lina hesitated for a brief moment before stepping inside. She already understood. She was being prepared to be sold. The room was simple but organized. A bed stood neatly at one side. A chair and table were placed near it. On the table was a small plate with freshly made cake and a glass of milk. A lamp stood beside it, casting a soft light across the room. Her eyes moved to the cupboard. Inside was a fresh dress. She stood still for a moment, taking it all in. This was not kindness— This was a presentation. She moved slowly. She had her bath, the water washing away the dirt and sweat that had clung to her for days. She washed her hair carefully, her fingers moving through it as if trying to hold onto something familiar. When she finished, she wore the dress. It fits well. Too well. She ate quietly, though her appetite was weak. Each bite felt forced, but she knew she needed strength. Then she sat. And waited. Her thoughts began to race. She did not know who these people were. She did not know where they were taking her or what they intended to do with her. The uncertainty made her heart beat. A quiet sob escaped her before she could stop it. She quickly covered her mouth, her shoulders shaking slightly as she fought to regain control. She did not want this life. She missed her old life. Normalcy. Safety. Trust she once had. Her breathing became uneven as she forced herself to calm down. Slowly, exhaustion crept in. Her eyes grew heavy, her body weakening from everything she had endured. Just as she began to drift, a knock came. She straightened immediately, wiping her face quickly. The guard opened the door. “Come. Don't waste anymore time. Your new owner would be waiting.” Her heart dropped. She stood and followed. Outside, she saw the car. It was a black Range Rover Sentinel, heavily reinforced, with fully tinted windows that revealed nothing from the inside. The body was sleek but powerful, built for both luxury and protection. As she approached, the door opened from inside. A man sat there, calm and composed. “Hop in,” he said quietly. His voice was smooth, controlled, almost reassuring in a way that felt unnatural. Lina stepped in. Inside were three men. The driver was focused, his hands steady on the wheel. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with a scar running slightly along his jaw. He did not speak or turn to look at her. The man beside him adjusted his wristwatch repeatedly, a small habit that suggested impatience. His eyes moved often, scanning everything. The one beside Lina sat relaxed, his posture easy, but his presence firm. He spoke less, but when he did, his tone carried quiet authority. They were all well-built. Calm. Controlled. Too calm. The journey started slowly. The road was smooth at first, stretching ahead with little interruption. The car moved steadily, the engine low and controlled. Occasionally, the men spoke in short sentences. Nothing too revealing. Just enough to show familiarity. As they moved further, the road changed. It became rougher, narrower, surrounded by thick trees. The driver increased speed. Lina felt it immediately. Her body stiffened slightly, her hands pressing gently against the seat as the motion became more intense. The men remained calm. This was normal to them. But not to her. The speed increased again. The car moved faster now, the turns sharper, the path more dangerous. It now felt like a race. Lina was uncomfortable, she could feel her heart coming out of her chest— Then it happened. A truck appeared suddenly from the opposite direction, drifting g slightly out of control. The driver reacted quickly, turning the wheel sharply. But it was too late. The collision was violent. The impact crushed the front of the car, metal folding inward with a loud, tearing sound. The force threw Lina forward, her body slamming hard against the seat. The car spun out of control, skidding off the road before flipping. Once. Twice. Thrice. The world blurred violently. Voices raised high. Glass shattered. Metal twisted. Then everything stopped. Silence. Heavy. Still. Lina’s chest rose sharply as she struggled to breathe. Pain spread through her body, but she was alive. The men were not moving. Blood. Stillness. No sound. The only thing that came to Lina’s mind was to run! But where?Lina remained where she stood, her attention drawn toward the quiet laughter drifting through the evening garden. The sound carried a warmth that felt strangely unfamiliar, gentle enough to invite curiosity yet intimate enough to make her wonder whether she should simply continue walking.The central garden rested beneath the fading glow of sunset, where soft amber light filtered through flowering trees and painted long shadows across carefully trimmed hedges. White blossoms swayed gently in the evening breeze while the fragrance of roses and jasmine lingered peacefully throughout the grounds.She hesitated for only a moment before taking another careful step. Not because she wished to intrude. Only because the pathway leading back to her quarters passed beside the garden, leaving little choice but to continue unless she turned completely around.As she rounded a hedge covered in climbing roses, the voices became clearer. One belonged to Alpha Kael and the
The assessment ended, yet its weight refused to leave Lina behind. She walked away from the training ground with measured steps, allowing the other trainees to move ahead without trying to catch them. Their conversations gradually faded until only the gentle rustling of leaves accompanied her quiet thoughts.The afternoon sun rested warmly above the towering trees surrounding the Bluemoon Pack, bathing the winding stone paths in soft golden light. Birds drifted lazily between the branches while a cool breeze carried the comforting scent of pine, wildflowers, and fresh earth across the peaceful territory.Normally, she would have returned to her quarters. Today, she could not. The walls of her small room suddenly felt too confining, as though they would force her to relive every mistake made during the assessment. She needed space where no one expected anything from her and where silence asked no difficult questions.Without deciding on a destination, Lina
Seraphina's calm command settled over the training ground, carrying enough authority to silence every remaining voice. The afternoon breeze stirred lightly through the trees surrounding the clearing, lifting strands of hair and carrying the familiar scent of earth, pine, and worn leather.Only a handful of trainees remained. Those dismissed earlier had already returned to their duties, leaving behind a quieter training ground where every movement became easier to observe.Two assistant trainers stood beside Seraphina, wooden boards in their hands as they prepared to record each performance without interruption. There was nowhere to disappear. Nowhere to blend into a crowd. Every mistake would be seen.Seraphina folded her hands behind her back, her expression composed as her eyes moved across the remaining trainees.This assessment measures discipline before talent, she said evenly. Follow every instruction exactly as it is given. Accuracy matter
Morning arrived without warmth. The Bluemoon Pack grounds were already awake, movement spreading through the territory like a controlled pulse. Wolves trained in formation, voices low, discipline sharp. Yet beneath the routine, something had changed in how they looked at each other and how they looked at Lina.She noticed it immediately when she stepped outside with Elena. The atmosphere felt denser than usual, not from weather, but attention. Eyes followed her longer than necessary, then turned away too quickly, as though acknowledging something unspoken.Lina adjusted her posture as she walked. Elena stayed close beside her, not protective in an obvious way, but positioned in a way that discouraged interference. Her presence alone created a quiet boundary between Lina and the rest of the wolves.You are being watched more today, Lina said softly. Elena did not deny it, they are listening to what they are told, she replied calmly. That answer unsettled Li
Lina returned to her quarters, her steps quieter than usual. The corridor felt longer than it had ever felt before, as though the walls themselves were pressing in with silent judgment. Her chest remained tight, her thoughts unsettled from everything that had just unfolded.The bond still lingered inside her, not as something she understood, but something she could feel. It was like a thread she could not see but could not ignore. Every breath seemed different, as though her body had begun responding to something beyond her control.When she stepped inside, Elena was already there waiting.She looked at Lina with concern that did not need explanation. Her posture softened, as if preparing herself for what she already sensed had happened without needing details spoken aloud.You saw him, Elena said quietly.Lina nodded once, closing the door behind her. Her movements were slow, almost careful, as though too much force might make her though
The corridor outside Alpha Kael’s private chamber felt colder than Lina remembered. Not from temperature alone, but from silence that pressed against her skin as she followed Elena’s instruction to come alone. Each step felt heavier than the last.The scent changed as she approached the door. It was Alpha Kael’s deep, warm, layered with something she could not name. It did not feel threatening, but it unsettled her in a way she did not understand, pulling at something inside her.Behind the door, Alpha Kael stood alone.He did not turn immediately when she entered. His back was straight, shoulders tense beneath controlled stillness. The room was minimal, shaped by authority and comfort, as though everything unnecessary had already been removed from it.Lina stopped a few steps inside, unsure if she should move further. Her fingers rest firmly at her sides. She could feel her heartbeat again, uncertain, as though her body was reacting before her th
Lina was woken by a heavy strike on her head, the impact sharp and brutal, sending a sharp pain through her skull. A broken gasp tore from her lips as her body jerked violently, her hands instinctively flying up too late to shield herself.For a moment, she could not breathe. Her chest tightened pa
The silence after the crash did not feel like absence. It felt like pressure.Like the world itself had leaned in, waiting to see whether she would break.Lina stood motionless for a moment, her chest rising in uneven pulls, each breath sharp and unsteady as though her lungs had forgotten their rhyt
After the day of the assembly, every week one or two girls were sold. Armed men in cars came to buy them. One of the girls who cooked and served both the men and the girls in the camp told LinaThe girl moved quietly, almost blending into the background. She was of average height, slim but not weak
Finally it was morning yet she didn't feel relief, light began to consume the darkness that first welcomed her. It felt like exposure because the light revealed too much,stripping away the false safety the darkness had provided.Now she could clearly see what this place looked like.Lina’s eyes adj







