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The moment Kaya disappeared into the portal, something inside my chest twisted. I barely had time to register the flash of her dark hair vanishing into that shimmering light before the air cracked with a violent snap. A surge of magic rippled through the clearing.“What?...” Thalia started.Then the tree split. Wood groaned like a dying animal as Morgana lifted her hands. The trunk that held the glowing portal shuddered violently before splitting down the middle with a deafening crack. The light warped, twisted, and then collapsed inward like a dying star.“KAYA!” I lunged forward. Too late. The portal imploded into nothing but drifting sparks of gold that vanished into the wind. Silence fell over the clearing. For one heartbeat, then all hell broke loose.“What did you do?!” Shaun roared.Thalia swore loudly, pacing in frantic circles. “No, no, no, no, tell me that didn’t just happen!”My pulse thundered in my ears. I stared at the empty space where the portal had been seconds ago. G
“Sofia!!” Her name leaves my mouth in a screeching scream, and before I knew it, I was running after her. I cant lose my sister.“Kaya stop!” Atlas takes hold of me in a second, his strong arms wrapping around me. “We don't know what this is. Wait. Please.” He says as his grip on me loosens, and I take a breath of reason. He is right, walking into that blind is foolish. We need answers and it seems we have the right person to ask, the same one who tired to worn her.“Morgana what is this? What happened to her?” I ask.“She went through a fairy glamour portal.” Amara says so serious it doesn't sound like a joke, but it had to be one. Fairies don't exist.“Fairies don't exist.” Says Thaila out loud as if reading my mind.“The same way werewolves and witches don't exist?” Morgana answers with a question.“Not the same.” I say. “I have been a werewolf my whole life and I never heard of fairies out side of children's stories.”“Did you ever see one as a child?” She asks me.“What?? Did I s
The word blood doesn’t echo, it lands. Heavy. Final.Every wolf in the clearing stiffens at once. Even the wind seems to hold its breath. Atlas’s fingers tighten around mine like iron, his other hand already inching toward his blade, though he doesn’t draw it."What?" My voice isn’t steady anymore. It breaks, sharp as glass. "My what?"The elder woman takes a single step closer. Her eyes don’t blink. "Your blood," she repeats, and now her voice isn’t soft at all. "It’s the only way to seal what you’ve broken open."The ritual Atlas did on his ceremony. They want me to swear to this ground, leave my mark on it, and them. Goddess, maybe I should just do it and get it over with. Maybe this is where the voice wanted me to come. Maybe all of this is true even if it feels like a crazy dream. "Fine, I will do it. I will give you my blood and with it claim the right to the pack, and after that, I leave." They all share a look, not really sure what about, but it feels like fear. "But I will co
What comes next?What comes next?What. Comes. Next?No matter how I turn it, I do not find an answer to that question. The plan was to cross this territory, not become the Alpha of it. And I hate how everyone is staring at me… well, except for Cole, who is still blissfully unconscious. For a second, I would actually like to switch places with him.I swallow hard, my throat dry, my palms trembling though the glow still crawls under my skin like it’s alive. My voice is hoarse when it comes, but it carries anyway:"For starters, how about you all rise to your feet." The words leave me before I can think about them, and they’re not a question. They’re not a plea. They’re a command.And they obey.The clearing moves like a single creature. Knees lift from the earth, spines straighten, heads rise, dozens of them, maybe more, all at once, like the sound of a great forest of branches snapping upright. The glow tethering them to me flickers once, then brightens, spilling up their arms, their t
"What now?" Sofia asks, looking down at the rogues. I have no idea what now. Too many things happened so fast, and between Cole getting hurt and then being saved, I barely had time to draw a breath. "Let me," Amara says as she crunches down next to me, taking Cole's head in her lap so I can stand. "Kaya," Atlas pulls me to his side, his palms coming to rest on my cheeks as he takes a good look into my eyes. So many emotions on his face, more than I could count. "You are Alpha, Kaya. The Alpha of Silver Cressett." Not sure if that was a question or a simple statement. I'm not sure of anything. I keep telling myself it's not possible, that the Alpha is always a son... and that even if I wanted to be the daughter of an Alpha, the Silver Cressett hasn't had an Alpha in more than 300 years. None of this should be real, and yet, now here, standing on this ground... I feel the weight of it settle over me like a cloak I never asked for. Heavy. Unrelenting. Living. But I do not want it. I c
The word hangs in the air like a blade, Alpha, and it cuts through me just as sharp. My breath comes ragged, the red glow fading but not gone. It’s still there, humming under my skin like something alive."No," I whisper, shaking my head. "No, that’s not..."But the rogues stay on their knees, eyes lowered, trembling. The pressure holding them down isn’t even intentional. It’s me, and that realization makes my stomach lurch. But my confusion, my pain, is to be put aside. I can't think about anything while Cole is bleeding out. "It's not possible, for more than one reason, first being..." Shaun does what he always does, tries to reason."A woman." Amara says. "A female Alpha." "There is no such thing," Shaun says. "Stop it." I say as I drop to the ground, putting my hand over Cole's bleeding wound. "Help me, he isn't healing." I beg... all of them. My hands are already slick with his blood, hot and sticky between my fingers. I press harder against the wound, but it’s deep, deeper th







