"Jeffrey, lead the way."
The room they gave me was similar to the one I saw Atlas had. Big, spaces, but the decor was more oriented towards a woman. I put in the closet the little clothes I had in my backpack and after that, I had nothing but time on my hands.
"Let's go explore the mansion, we have nothing better to do." I tell Saf as I see her waiting by the door.
"Don't tell me you are waiting for him." I say as I walk over to her.
"No, I'm trying to figure out who are those two outside the door." Saf said as she allowed me to open the door.
Sure enough, as I opened the door I was greeted by two men who seemed to be guarding my room.
"Can I help you?" I ask.
"Miss Kaya, our Luna instructed us to be at your service" What they meant was she instructed them to follow me around in case I try to leave.
"Fine, then one of you go and fetch me something to eat. I'm starving." I say as I close the door in annoyance.
"Saf, we need to find a way to get out of here."
"Good luck with that, this isn't like your parent's house. You can't just jump out of a window." Saf said as she lay on the bed.
"Hey, don't get too comfortable here, we won't stay for long." I take off my shoes and join her on the bed.
"Why would we leave our soulmate?" She asks me.
"Saf, don't you care even a bit about the fact I don't feel like that about Atlas?"
"Well, you felt something with that kiss. What happens is you are still coated in the Cole illusion." Saf isn't a fan of Cole.
"Leave him out of this." I bicker back.
"Eazy, he's not even here. Atlas is." Saf said as she laid her head on my leg.
A soft knock was heard on the door and I sat up.
"Yes!"
"Your meal Miss Kaya." A voice said.
"Enter." Goddess, why did that sound so stuck up?
The man entered and left a tray of food on a small table by the couch.
"Food finally." Saf said in excitement. Truth be told we didn't eat in almost two days.
After I ate the food I went and took a shower and changed into a fresh set of clothes. I decided to leave the room to see the mansion as the two men followed me around.
I decided to go to the highest floor in order to have a better view of the estate. Sure enough, I was able to see everything and estimate the length of the gardens, the height of the fence, and the number of royal guards.
"Planning your escape route?" Atlas said behind me.
"Yes." I simply say.
"Maybe you should reschedule until we figure this out." He said as he pulled out a book from behind his back. He opened a page with many illustrations of a man and a woman. In the first part, they are both with their wolves, in the second the man has the two wolves, and then the woman with the two wolves.
"So what does this mean, you can take Saf from me?" I ask confused.
"The same way you can take Sky from me, but there is more." He said as he turned the page. The two wolves on one side and the humans on the other.
"I think if we don't complete our bond, our wolves could eventually leave us." Atlas said as I stared at the book.
"Is this just your way of tricking me into letting you claim me?" I say as I close the book and push it into his chest.
"I would never deceive you in order to claim you, that is not who I am Kaya." He looked hurt I even implied that.
"I'm worried about what all of this means. You not feeling our bond, the fact I can all of a sudden see Saf and Sky being able to materialize outside my head." I looked behind him where Sky was sitting. I can see Sky.
"You can see him, no one else can." I tell him.
"But how? You can see him, and I see your wolf. That shouldn't be possible."
"I was able to see Saf since I was a child." Atlas"s jaw almost hit the floor. It was almost funny to watch.
"You had your wolf since you were a child?" He asks because normally the rest of the werewolves get their wolf after the puberty hormones settle down. It's been said that a child is too wild and unpredictable to have a wolf. I hid it from my family because Saf told me to.
"Just please don't mention this to anyone, let me figure it out." Where will I even start to look? I think to myself as my eyes land on the book again. "Would you mind leaving the book with me, I'd like to take another look at it." Maybe I'll be able to find some answers in there. After all, the pack mansion has the best archives on every werewolf matter.
"Sure," He says. "Take it." Atlas hands me the book, and as I take it from him our fingers graze each other, and he looks affected by the closeness between us.
"Could I ask you for one more favor?" I ask as he stares longingly into my eyes, fighting hard to contain himself from not coming closer to me. I know because I can feel the vibrations of his beating heart.
"Anything you want."
"Can you dispose of the two he-wolfs your mother sent to follow me around, it's quite annoying to have them at my feet." I see that they have made their distance from me as Atlas joined me, of course, they wouldn't spy on the future Alphas conversation.
"That depends." Atlas says as he steps closer.
"On what?" I ask as I take a small, small step back but my eyes stay locked with his.
"It depends if you still have the intention to leave."
Stay tuned...
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
"Why not just have the witch lift a shield around us?" Shaun asks, his voice cutting clean through the thick silence.All eyes snap to Amara. She doesn’t flinch, doesn’t even blink. She just tilts her head slightly toward Shaun, her expression sharp, almost salty."It requires a lot of power not only to lift a shield but to hold it up," she says, voice dry as a blade. "So between already doing that once today and the magic I used on Kaya, I’m a bit drained right now."I feel my stomach twist at her words. The magic she used on me. Of course, it cost her. Of course, there’s a price. I knew that, I just ignored it for a second."Great, so the witch is useless," Thalia says. "Now what?""She’s not useless," I say, turning to Thalia, voice shaking but steadying with every word. "She’s tired. She’s spent. And she still hasn’t left."Thalia exhales through her nose, not quite apologetic, but not pushing it either. "Fine. No shield. Then someone better come up with something else.""I already
The word leaves my mouth like a stone dropped into a well. Everyone stiffens at once. Sofia edges closer to Shaun without even realizing it, but she is not hiding behind him, no. She is more than ready to fight if she has to, even if she breaks a nail doing so. Shaun instantly shifts his weight, his body sliding into that easy, quiet readiness that only years of Beta training can give you. His eyes are already scanning the tree line, the way mine are.“Where?” Atlas’s voice is a growl now, not a question. He’s already stepping forward, his own power humming under his skin like a storm building pressure.I lift my chin just slightly, eyes narrowing on the distant shapes. They aren’t moving like hikers. They’re too still. Too coordinated. The shadows waver, then solidify, figures, low and lean, spaced like a hunting line. My stomach drops.“Straight ahead,” I say, low but clear enough for everyone. “About forty yards. Maybe more. They’re waiting.”Thalia draws in a slow breath through he