ログインElaraOuch…It looked sad. Really.Linda only sneered, lifting her shoulders in a careless shrug as she walked. “Bastard,” she added unceremoniously.I shook my head at the way she didn’t look afraid.Her expression reminded me of Janet. They both had that look… like someone who knew exactly what cards they were playing… and one of them did, even with her wrists bound tight behind her back.My senses prickled with the feeling that this woman had something up her sleeve. It was the same feeling I’d had back at the facility, when Janet let me get so close to Fenrir—Close enough to trap us in the end.Back then, I had been naïve and too willing to believe that friendship could overcome everything.Wait a minute.Speaking of friendship… Kate.Where the hell was she? I thought she followed me into the forest. Oh… I mentally face palmed. I turned to Fenrir beside me, about to ask for a favour. But then… I noticed he hadn’t fully recovered yet as his breathing still came in short gasps.Poo
ELARAWe moved slowly away from the room, careful not to let anything take us by surprise.I made sure to stay directly in front of Fenrir while he leaned his heavy shoulder against the wall for support. The main living room was a total disaster of broken chairs, shell casings, and dark red blood. It was brutal in here.Three of Dexter's soldiers were pinned flat against the floorboards with massive gray wolves standing over them. Their jaws dripped with foam and saliva, putting those under them in pure terror.Why fight wolves when you haven't even seen their real form? I shook my head. In the center of the wreckage, Caleb was standing in his human form… but his oversized leather jacket was covered in black soot. I raised an eyebrow, wondering why. He had his small boot planted firmly on the chest of a woman who was struggling wildly in the dirt.It must be Linda.. right?Her gear was torn, and a long, bloody scratch ran from her shoulders down to her elbow. And what was that look
ELARA“I am healing fast enough. Having you this close does more than the herbs, Elara.”“Hm.” Damon let out a short, tired grunt, pulling a small wooden stool toward the side of the bed. I almost forgot he was there."Save the romantic talk for after we clear our names. We have a massive problem. Linda has a three-hour head start on us. By now, she has already reached the facility gates and told Dexter that our bodies are scattered across the peaks.""That is exactly what we want her to think," Fenrir's expression turned cold. "Dexter will lower his guard by thinking the threat is gone, and he will lead us to the antidote and the other board members.”Good plan. But something was missing."But we don't have the trucks or the maps anymore," I pointed out, leaning my hip closer to Fenrir's side. The physical closeness was a comfort I didn't want to lose. "How are we supposed to get inside a fortress without Caleb's heavy gear?""Caleb's gear can only take us this far.” He showed me
ELARAFenrir looked up at me.His chest was wrapped tight in white linens and the color was slowly returning to his face. But his eyes were dark and full of an intense, smoldering heat that made the air in the small room feel incredibly thick."You ran," he whispered, his hand sliding out from beneath the furs to touch my blanket. "I told you to stay away from me, Elara. I told you I didn't want to see you again.""You are a terrible liar, Fenrir," I croaked, leaning closer to him.The proximity was doing something crazy to my pulse. "I felt you dying. Did you really think I was just going to sit in my cabin and let you turn into a corpse on some mountain?"Fenrir let out a rough chuckle. His eyes dropped down to my lips before rising back to meet my gaze. "I wanted you safe. The facility is a slaughterhouse, Elara. When Linda struck Damon and the plane started going down, my first thought wasn't about the mission or Dexter. It was about you. I was terrified that if I died, the bond w
ELARAI didn't realise it was a long, mournful howl, begging for help from anyone or anything that could hear my voice in the wilderness.Suddenly, a chorus of deep, heavy howls responded from the ridge above us. The sound was close, too close, and the air filled with the scent of multiple predators.I scrambled backward, instantly on guard. My clothes had been torn during my wild run through the brush, and so I was practically naked in the freezing rain.I dropped into a defensive stance over Fenrir’s broken body, baring my teeth in a growl as the bushes around the canyon began to part.Something was coming.Up to ten massive mountain wolves stepped out from the trees.Their breath came out in white clouds of steam in the cold air and as they surrounded the shallow bank, their ears tilted forward.I knew they heard me.They looked down at the wreckage and my small body."Don't come close to my mate!" I snapped.A fierce growl vibrated deep inside my throat as I extended my bare han
ELARAI stood perfectly still. Something was in the air.It was like a heavy, crushing heat that caused another violent wave of pain to hit the center of my chest.My mouth dropped open silently. It felt like an iron rod was driving straight through my spine.I gasped for air, dropping to my knees on the floorboards as my heart beat wildly against my ribs. It was not the regular ache of the bond anymore. It was a cold, empty of terror that came from outside my own body."Fenrir," I choked out. “He is in danger.”I could feel him. I could feel his life force dropping like water leaking from a cracked bucket. He was in terrible danger, and the panic of it washed away all the anger and sadness I had felt just seconds ago.I scrambled toward the cabin door."Elara, wait!" Kate shouted, reaching out to grab the back of my wet shirt. "Where do you think you are going? You cannot run out there like this!"I did not answer her. I threw my weight against the heavy wooden door, bursting out in
ELARAThank goodness. I ran into the road, and put both arms up. “Hey!” The vehicle slowed with its windows coming down and a man looked out at me with the specific expression, taking in my wet clothes, missing shoes and whatever my face was doing."Please," I said. My voice came out smaller than
Elara:I knew what he was about to do… my head shook on its own.“No…”He picked me up like I weighed nothing. "No… Fenrir… no—" I tried squeezing myself out of his embrace “Don't do this, please…” He turned toward the gap and threw me. My mouth opened in a silent scream, or so I thought… but a
FENRIRElara was trying to speak, but her lips moved without much sound behind them. I leaned closer. Tell me, my love."Fenrir.""Here," I grunted my reply, hoping she understood everything I was trying to say myself.Her fingers curled into my fur weakly. "Are you hurt?"I didn't answer. Was I h
Fenrir The wind cut across my face as I moved deeper into the trees, and the scent of blood followed us like a trail I could not erase no matter how fast I ran or how far I went. It was not just mine… they were hers too, the chemicals and the trace of the facility. I did not like it one bit becau







