LOGIN"Wake up, please. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please wake up…"
Ryker? Does he regret it? Is he taking me back? "No," the voice said, quieter now. "I'm not Ryker. I should've woken up sooner. I should've protected you. I'm sorry. Please forgive me." I opened my eyes. There was nothing around me but darkness. "Who are you?" I asked. "Why are you crying?" "I'm your wolf. My name is Lilith. I saw everything. I'm sorry, Ivy. I'm so sorry." "You're… my wolf? Wow. It's nice to finally meet you, Eros. I thought you didn't like me." "I do. I was just asleep. I woke when you smelled our mate. I'm sorry." "It's okay. You're forgiven," I said with a small smile. "But he rejected us." "I know," Lilith said. "And now…" Suddenly, agony stabbed through my chest and stomach. I screamed. "What's happening?" I cried. "He's with someone else," Lilith growled. "He's having sex. I can feel it. I can't forgive him." Tears streamed down my face. "He rejected us… and just moved on?" "Pack what you need," Lilith said. "But before that, we need to dull the pain." "Where are we going? If we leave the pack, we'll be rogues." "We'll go to our brother," he said faintly. "I don't have a brother," I whispered. "I'm an only child." "Just hurry. If they don't want us, we'll give them what they want." I stuffed money, clothes into a bag. "Do you even know where our brother is?" "Take a breath. We'll think this through." I did what he said. "Alright," I decided. "We leave. I have enough money to survive for a while. No turning back." "Good. Now go to Ryker's room." I didn't know why, but I followed. When I opened his door, I saw him… with Jessica, our pack's biggest flirt. They both stared, startled. "What the fuck are you doing here?" Ryker roared. "Get the hell out!" "Maybe he wants to watch," Jessica sneered. "Let's give him a show." And that's when the pain turned into rage. "I, Ivy Martin accept your rejection. From now on you're no longer my mate." "Shit, dude! She's your mate?" A person spoke from behind me. It was Connor along with his other friends. "Not anymore I rejected her already. Oh, by the way you can have him do whatever you want. But don't kill her. I'm gonna play with her a little and then get rid of her." Ryker said with an evil smile. "Now get the hell out of here!" he looked at me one last time as Connor close the door, I saw his eyes flickering, it might have been his wolf, but I can't say for sure. "Now what do we do with you, little freak." Connor muttered tauntingly. "I haven't done anything to you. Can't you just let me go." I said, but he just laughed at me. "I can't do that. But don't worry. We'll gonna play an exciting game." He stalked towards me while I backed away. "I'm gonna count to ten, and you better pray I don't catch you. Alright, little freak?" I looked at him in fear, and the he started counting. "One…" I began running as fast as I could while him and his friends all laughed as I dashed my way out. "Two…" I don't know how long I've been running but soon I heard footsteps behind me as I sprinted to the woods. I called out my wolf, and I could feel it through our link that she was weakening. "Lilith?" I called again but she didn't answer. I soon stumbled down the ground and their laughter got nearer and nearer, and they were soon standing in front of me, taunting me as they circled around me. "Please, just leave me alone." I pleaded to them, but they treated my words like air. "Now…what do we do with you?" Connor crouched down and grabbed my ankles, yanking me to him. "Your skin is quite soft. Have you ever been touched before?" His question made me tremble in fear. "Please…let me go." I cried, trying to get away from him. But his grip on me was firm. "Connor, dude, what are you doing? Don't tell me you like that freak?!" One of his friends asked, snickering. "Well, just look at her skin, they are soft and nice to the touch. I'm just curious how it would feel." Connor said, and his friends laughed at him. But then he suddenly towered me while pinning my hand above me with his one hand. While his other hand started crawling underneath my shirt. "Connor what are you doing?!" His friends tried to pull him away but he just pushed them and looked at me lustfullly. "Please, don't do this…" I begged. "Shut up! Shut up!" He got angry and punched my stomach making me close my eyes in pain. His friends were now looking worried as they looked around the place making sure no one was around. He slowly pulled my jeans down and when he struggled with it, he ripped it apart and I couldn't do anything to stop him. I cried and cried, and when he got annoyed at me again he punched my side and screamed for me to stay still. "Connor, that's enough!" His friend yelled this time, and then he looked me in the eyes, and as if he finally realized what he was doing, he stopped, and hastily let go of my hands. "Fuck this! If you ever tell anyone about this freak, you're dead! Or better yet, it's better if you just die here!" He said, standing up, kicking my side and walking away. I could only cry as his friends slowly turned to leave as well, one of them muttered an apology but didn't bother helping me, afraid that they will anger Connor. I couldn't move, my whole body was in pain. My heartbeat was also slowing down. Is this it? Am I going to die? "Ivy," I heard Lilith's voice in my head, it was faint and small. "Lilith, I'm sorry. I'm too weak. I don't deserve you." "No, I'm the one who should be sorry. If it wasn't for me laying dormant all these years, you wouldn't have suffered so much." Her voice got quieter and quieter with each word. "I'm weak from the rejection. But don't worry, I will do everything I can to make sure you're well." With that last sentence, I felt something inside me snapped. Our connection was slowly breaking. What is happening? "Lilith?" I tried to call her but she was no longer responding. I close my eyes in pain. I tried to get up but it was in vain as I crashed to the ground my strength leaving me. As I tried one last time, my whole body gave out as I fainted, my surroundings slowly turning darker and darker, until the void completely engulfed me. … I don't know how long I've been out, but I slowly stirred awake when I heard someone shake me. "Selene…Selene please wake up." Who's Selene? "Oh thank Goddess you're alive." The man hugged me. Who was he? I was then lifted from the ground, and I could feel the breeze brushing past my body as he ran through the woods. "Who are you? Where are you taking me?" I asked him. His eyes, looking back at me tenderly. A warmth I rarely see from other people. "I'm your brother. And I'm taking you home." It was the last thing I heard before I fell unconscious once again.(Selene’s POV)The world felt strange after that night in the library.Even when morning came and the sun spilled through my window, the warmth didn’t reach me. My skin still tingled faintly where the seal’s light had touched me. The whispers from the book lingered in the back of my mind—soft, distant, but there.I hadn’t slept at all. Fenrir had walked me back to my room after the seal vanished, his expression dark and unreadable. He told me not to tell anyone what happened—that the wrong ears hearing about the seal could bring trouble none of us were ready for.I had wanted to argue, to ask why, but something in his voice silenced me. So I stayed quiet.Now, as I sat at my vanity, brushing my hair, I caught my reflection in the mirror and froze. The faint red marks were gone… but my eyes—just for a second—glimmered gold before returning to their usual color.“What’s happening to me?” I whispered.The sound of knocking startled me. Celina peeked through the door. “You’re up early,” s
(Selene’s POV) The red marks wouldn’t stop glowing. They pulsed faintly against my skin, like veins of light crawling beneath the surface. I rubbed my wrists hard, desperate to make them fade, but the glow only shimmered brighter—as if mocking my efforts.“Selene, stop!” Celina grabbed my hands, her eyes wide. “You’re hurting yourself.”“I can’t—” My voice trembled. “It won’t come off. It won’t stop.”She looked down at my wrists, and I saw fear flash across her face. “That’s… that’s the same mark from the book, isn’t it?”I nodded slowly, unable to tear my gaze away. The faint hum that came with the mark was growing louder, vibrating through my entire body. It felt like something inside me was awakening—something ancient, something I didn’t understand.Celina hesitated. “I’ll get Grandfather—”“No!” I grabbed her arm. “Please… not yet. If he sees this, he’ll—he’ll know something’s wrong.”“Selene, something is wrong!” she said sharply. “You’re glowing!”I swallowed hard. She wasn’t
(Selene’s POV) The cold wind brushed against my skin as I stood at the balcony outside my room. The garden below was quiet, the lake shimmering under the faint morning light. The sun had just begun to rise, staining the horizon with orange and gold — yet, no warmth reached me. It was too still, too calm, like the world was holding its breath.Something was wrong. I could feel it.After Fenrir left me earlier, his words kept echoing inside my mind — Use your fear to evoke your strongest senses. But how could I? My thoughts were all over the place. The missing book, Winter’s cryptic words, Oragon’s strange behavior… and now the looming threat of an unknown enemy. It all felt like pieces of a puzzle that refused to fit together.I pressed my palm against the cool stone railing, trying to ground myself. The faint hum of energy that usually surrounded the castle seemed off somehow — muted, distant. My instincts prickled.Then I heard it — a faint thump.It came from below.I leaned over t
(Selene’s POV) The moon hadn’t yet faded when the knock came at my door.Three sharp taps — calm, deliberate, but heavy enough to echo through the stillness.I hadn’t slept. How could I, after what happened last night?The book still sat on my desk, shut tight since Fenrir touched it.Yet I could feel it humming faintly, as if something trapped within was awake and waiting.I dragged myself up, smoothing my tangled hair, and went to open the door.Fenrir stood there — arms crossed, face grim.“The King summoned us,” he said. His tone was clipped, emotionless, but I could tell he hadn’t slept either.“Now?” I asked. “It’s barely dawn.”“He didn’t want to wait,” he replied. “Something happened during the night.”My stomach twisted. “Something?”He gave a short nod. “You’ll see.”The halls were quieter than usual, the guards more alert.We passed by a group of elven soldiers whispering to each other, their expressions pale.Whatever had happened, it wasn’t minor.The air grew colder the
(Selene’s POV)By the time we returned to the palace, night had already swallowed the skies.The torches along the walls burned low, casting long shadows across the stone halls.The silence here felt heavier than the forest’s — colder somehow, like the palace itself was holding its breath.We had lost two soldiers. Their names were already carved in my mind.Their screams still echoed in my ears.I walked beside Fenrir through the dim corridors. Neither of us spoke.Even his usual teasing calm had disappeared, replaced by a quiet edge.The others who survived had gone ahead to report to their commanders, leaving only the two of us.When we reached the main hall, the King was waiting.He stood before the great map laid out across the long table, his fingers pressed together in thought.“You’re back earlier than expected,” he said without looking up.Fenrir stepped forward first. “We found traces of movement in the northern woods, but not the scouts. Something else found us instead.”Th
(Selene’s POV) The morning breeze carried the faint scent of ironwood blossoms when I entered the great hall. Sunlight streamed through the high glass panels, spilling across the long table where everyone was already gathered. The air felt heavier than usual—tighter somehow, as if the walls themselves were holding their breath.The King sat at the head of the table, posture straight, face unreadable. Fenrir stood behind him, quiet and still, like a shadow made flesh. My cousins were seated to my right, whispering among themselves, but their tones were subdued. Even Jace looked serious for once.I took my seat and folded my hands on my lap, trying to appear calm. But inside, my mind was still spinning—about the missing book, about what Winter said, about the way Fenrir’s words from earlier kept echoing in my head.Use your fear to survive.Fear. It had been my silent companion these past few days.The King cleared his throat, his deep voice breaking the silence. “We have discussed the







