As the young blonde scrambled back from me, I stared at her in suspicion. Her wide blur eyes were filled with stark terror, her body poised for flight. No, this small female was clearly not my mate, though her scent had fooled me for a moment. But she knew something.
"You're not my mate," I stated coldly, advancing on her again. She shook her head wildly, backing up against the wall in her haste to escape me. I gripped her delicate chin, forcing her to meet my gaze.
"Tell me who she is," I commanded, fighting to keep my voice level despite the storm of emotions within. Frustratingly, the girl remained mute, her full lips pressed into a tight line. My temper snapped, and I slammed my fist into the wall beside her head. She flinched, and I felt a stab of remorse, though my anger still burned hot.
"Please," she finally whispered, genuine fear shining in her eyes. "I can't."
Can't or won't? It didn’t matter. She knew something about my mate, and I would have the truth from her, no matter the cost. I softened my tone, hoping to reassure her.
"Can't? Or won't? Believe me, little wolf, I have ways of making you talk." As the words left my mouth, I saw the fear of my threat in her eyes. Good, maybe now she knew I was being serious.
Before I could continue my interrogation, the rapid footsteps of two men echoed up the stairs. I stepped back from the girl as Alpha Ewan and Gabe appeared. Ewan’s face paled at the sight of us, though he hid it well behind a polite mask.
"Forgive the interruption, Alpha but is there something wrong?" He looked between me and the girl who was still shaking in my grasp.
“Yes, something is very wrong,” I said as Lucas came into the hallway. The girl squeaked again as I thrust her into Lucas’ hands. “She doesn’t go anywhere,” I said to him in a firm tone and he nodded and gripped the girl tight.
“Tris- Erm Alpha. What’s going on?” Gabe asked, his face the picture of concern.
“My fated mate is somewhere in this territory and this girl refuses to tell me who she is.” Gabe's eyes widened, and he looked at the girl and then back at me.
“Are you sure?” he asked, and I growled.
“You think I wouldn’t recognise the scent of my fated mate?”
“Of course you would,” Gabe said quickly.
I turned to Alpha Ewan.
“I want every member of the pack in the dining hall immediately,” I commanded, and he nodded quickly. His eyes kept darting to the terrified girl, and back to me.
“Of course Alpha,” he said, “I will mind link everyone straight away.” I nodded again. I looked at Lucas and told him to lock the girl up somewhere and I would deal with her later. Then I stormed back into the dining hall and sat down and awaited the arrival of the pack members.
Gabe came and sat beside me, an undercurrent of excitement in his energy.
“Tris, this is major,” he said with a glee in his eye, “Your fated mate.” I felt the same joy that he felt, probably more so, but there was something else underneath that I felt as well. Why was the girl so scared? She obviously knew who she had been with, so why was she reluctant to tell me who it was?
“What’s on your mind?” Gabe asked, I appreciated that he could tell when I was troubled.
“I don’t get it,” I said. “They are clearly hiding something, but what could be so important that they would keep her away from me?” I watched as the Luna glanced over from her seat, there was an obvious look of panic in her eyes, she failed at hiding it as she stood and left the room. I could tell by the way that Gabe’s eyes tracked her that he had noticed as well.
“Do you think…” Gabe trailed off. He didn’t need to finish that sentence. The only person who wanted to keep me from my fated mate was my brother. But there was no way that he could have known that she was here. Unless he had been conversing with that bloody poisonous witch again. But it didn’t matter, if my fated mate was here, then I wasn’t leaving until I found her.
“Tristan.” I growled low in my throat at the shrill sound of Bianca’s voice as she came to drape herself over me. “I’m bored, can we go now? I promise I can make it worth your while.” I tensed as she ran her hand down my back and onto my thigh. I knew where her hand was heading and I caught it before it got there.
“Not now Bianca,” I growled. Bianca pouted, withdrawing her hand with a huff.
"Come now, darling. Don't be like that." Her tone turned sultry. "We both know this visit is a waste of time. Let's get out of this dump and back to civilisation." I bit back a snarl, barely resisting the urge to put the insolent woman in her place. But now was not the time to make a scene.
"Not yet," I replied coldly. "I still have business to attend to here."
Bianca's eyes narrowed, but before she could argue further, Alpha Ewan returned with the rest of his small pack. I studied their faces intently, searching for any sign of deception. Most appeared merely confused, shuffling nervously as they bowed their heads to me. But Ewan and his mate radiated tension, their anxiety palpable despite their efforts to appear calm. My gaze landed on the blonde from earlier. She looked so fragile in the firm hands of Lucas, like a rabbit in the headlights. Her lips were pressed into a thin line, her shoulders rigid. She knew something. I was certain of it. I turned to Alpha Ewan.
"Is this everyone?" I asked. The Alpha glanced at his Luna before back to me and nodded his head.
"Yes, Alpha," he said, "Every wolf is here in this room now." I found the way he phrased the answer curious, and looking at Gabe told me he had caught it to. I stood, commanding the attention of the room.
"It has come to my attention," I announced, "that one among you has been keeping secrets. My fated mate is here... yet you have hidden her from me." Murmurs rippled through the crowd. Some, like the blonde paled at my words. Others exchanged puzzled glances, apparently oblivious. Ewan stepped forward, spreading his hands in a placating gesture.
"Alpha Norththorn, I assure you if such a woman were among us, I would have informed you immediately." His heartbeat was steady, he spoke the truth, yet still hid something. I narrowed my eyes.
"Do not attempt to deceive me, Ewan. The scent of my mate lingers here. Explain yourself." The Alpha floundered for a response. Before he could speak, Gabe intervened smoothly.
"Perhaps we should question each member privately. If someone is concealing the truth, we will uncover it." I nodded. Gabe's suggestion was prudent. A direct interrogation might get answers that evaded me so far.
"Good idea, Gabe. See to it the pack is interviewed at once." I paused, letting steel creep into my tone. "And know that if I am denied what is mine, there will be consequences." A ripple of unease passed through the room at the unspoken threat. But Ewan merely inclined his head.
"Of course, Alpha. We will cooperate fully with your investigation." I searched his face for any hint of deception, but found only sincerity. Either he was an adept liar, or truly ignorant of my mate's presence. Regardless, I would have the truth. No one kept what was mine from me, no one.
I gestured to Lucas, who still held the struggling blonde servant in an iron grip.
"Take her to a room and keep watch. I will speak with her soon." Lucas nodded and pulled the girl from the hall. Her wide, frightened eyes met mine briefly before she disappeared from view. Yes, that one knew something. I was certain she would talk, whether freely or under duress. Gabe began ushering the pack members out to conduct the interviews. I watched them go, my impatience building. Every instinct screamed to hunt my mate down this instant, to claim what was mine by blood-right. Yet I could not afford to be rash. I needed to unravel this nest of secrets carefully if I was to find her. Ewan lingered after the others had gone. He approached me cautiously, tension etched into every line of his body.
"Alpha, I swear to you, if a fated mate of yours is among my pack I wasn’t aware of it." His heartbeat remained steady. I inclined my head.
"You speak the truth, yet still hide something from me. Beware, Ewan. My patience is finite, especially in matters such as this." He bowed his head. "I only wish to protect my pack and my family, Alpha. But I will not stand in the way of fate." A cold determination settled over me. No matter what, by the end of this night, I would claim what was mine. The secrets of this place could not withstand me. No one could.
TristanI felt it happen the moment my teeth broke through her delicate skin. The connection, snapping into place like a lock finally finding its key. The Alpha mark, a primal bond that would tie Isla to me, to my pack, to my very essence. It wasn’t the fated mate bond; I wasn’t ready for that yet, but this would have to do for now. Her blood was sweet on my tongue, coppery and warm, and as I tasted her, something unfurled within me. A sense of rightness. Of completion.Then I felt her slump in my arms, her consciousness slipping away as the power of the mark overwhelmed her human system. I pulled back, licking the wound closed with instinctive care, watching as the bruise began to form, my mark, permanently etched into her pale skin."Isla?" I murmured, cradling her limp form against my chest. No response. Her lashes lay like dark crescents against her cheeks, her breathing slow but steady. The connection between us hummed, newly formed but undeniable, I could feel her, even now, a q
IslaI stood frozen in the doorway of my father's office, my heart hammering against my ribs like a caged bird desperate for escape. Before me, the Alpha King loomed, his face a terrifying mask of barely contained fury, his blue eyes darkening to a molten gold that betrayed the rage of his wolf. Behind him, I caught a glimpse of his Beta looking equally startled by my sudden appearance.The weight of what I was about to do pressed down on me, making it hard to breathe. Less than fifteen minutes ago, I had with my family, the people who had protected me my entire life, slipped into the woods behind our home, their faces etched with determination and fear. The plan had been simple: escape together, find refuge with distant allies, start over somewhere the Alpha King's influence couldn't reach us.But as I'd watched them gather supplies, plotting escape routes and contingency plans, a cold realisation had settled in my gut. There was no escaping Tristan Norththorn. I knew in my heart tha
Tristan"Oh, I am so excited to meet her." I held the phone to my ear while my mother spoke with enthusiasm. I sat in Alpha Hartwood's office talking to my mother on the phone, while Gabe looked at paperwork on the desk, a slight smirk on his face."I don't know mum," I said, trying to keep the frustration out of my voice, "It's more complicated than that.""What could possibly be complicated about finding your fated mate?" my mother scoffed."I don't know," I sighed, preparing myself for the next part. "She's human." There was a brief pause. I glanced up at Gabe and despite him acting like he wasn’t, I could tell that he was waiting for my mother's response as much as I was."Human?" she finally asked."Yes, human," I repeated, running a hand through my hair. "I don't know how it's possible, but she's human.""Well, that's certainly unusual," my mother said, "But not impossible. The moon goddess has her reasons for all of her choices. Including her fated pairs.""I know," I said, "Bu
Isla"An hour?" I repeated numbly, my voice a ghost of itself. How could I pack a lifetime into a single hour? How could I prepare myself for a future shrouded in shadows and uncertainty? I stood frozen, my heart hammering against my ribcage like a wild thing desperate for escape. My lips parted, but no sound emerged, just a silent scream trapped within the confines of my throat. The horror of his demand clawed at me, tearing through the facade of composure I struggled to maintain."Alpha King, I—" I stuttered out, not really sure what I was going to say. Not that it mattered, it was clear that the monster had no interest in listening. "Silence!" His interruption sliced through the room. My body jolted, an involuntary response to the authority that rolled off him in waves. I could feel the weight of his gaze, heavy and unyielding, pressing me down. My mind raced, thoughts scattered by the sheer impossibility of what he asked. Move to the royal pack? To live among those who saw me as
IslaI tried to focus on my breathing, which had become rather rapid and shallow all of a sudden, as the Alpha King made his way back to his seat. As his words hung in the air like a suffocating fog, I couldn't help but notice the flicker of his gaze towards his Beta. The two shared a weighted glance, as if some unspoken secret danced between them. The Beta's eyes darted back and forth, betraying his uncertainty."As I said, rejection is not an option," the Alpha King repeated, his focus returning to me with an intensity that made my skin prickle with both fear and something else entirely. "Your place is now with the Sovereign Claw pack," he said, his voice laced with authority. "You will move to the Sovereign Claw pack. You will take your place as my mate... and provide me with an heir." His declaration settled over me like a death shroud, cold and suffocating. My heart hammered against my ribcage, each beat a drum of war, calling me to fight or flee. But there was nowhere to run; h
IslaThe door swung shut with a sound that sent a shiver of foreboding down my spine. The office that had been our sanctuary, if only for a fleeting moment, was now behind us. Cassie's hand trembled in mine as we stepped into the corridor, followed by the warrior. His presence was oppressive, and his silent judgement, a weight on my shoulders."Quite the escort," I mumbled under my breath, my gaze catching the sight of two more hulking forms joining our procession. They stood like sentinels, their eyes sharp and unyielding, and I couldn't help but wonder why they deemed it necessary to guard Cassie and me so closely. After all, what threat could a human pose to them? Cassie's grip tightened, her slender fingers clinging to mine like a lifeline. "Isla," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the steady thumping of my heart, "you think it'll be okay, right?""Of course." The lie tasted bitter on my tongue. I squeezed her hand back, a silent promise hoping that someone was watchin