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#36. Not invited
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The Last Of Her Pack #54. Cabin
Rachael POVI tried to lift Eryx, my arms trembling under his weight, but he didn’t move. Not even a twitch. Panic knotted in my stomach, squeezing my chest. “Eryx… please… wake up!” I shook him lightly, hoping somehow my voice could drag him back from wherever he was. But the forest swallowed my words, leaving only the sound of my own ragged breathing.I took a step back, chest heaving, scanning the shades between the trees. Maybe someone—anyone was nearby. Maybe someone could help. “Help! Somebody! Please… is anyone here pls help me!” I screamed, my voice cracking, slicing through the heavy quiet. But nothing answered me. Not even the wind stirred. It was like the forest itself was holding its breath, waiting. My heart hammered so hard I thought it might burst.I turned back to him. Eryx lay there, as unyielding as a boulder, his chest barely rising. I swallowed hard and forced myself to bend down, pressing my hands under his shoulders. I tried to lift him. Nothing. He was so heavy.
The Last Of Her Pack #53. Down
Rachael POVThe moment I saw him, my body moved before my mind could catch up.“Eryx—”I pushed up from the chair, forgetting the rope still tied to it. My legs took one step forward before the cord snapped tight and yanked me back hard. The chair scraped loudly across the floor as I stumbled, pain shooting through my wrists and ankles.“Rachael.”He was already there. Eryx crossed the space between us in seconds. His hands were on me, strong, warm, and steady. He pulled me against his chest like he was afraid I would disappear if he let go.“Bloody hell,” he muttered, his breath hot against my hair. His eyes swept over the ropes, the chair, and my shaking hands. “I’ve kill them. And I'll kill every last one of them again.”His jaw was set so tight it looked like it might snap. He slid his fingers under the rope around my wrists, tearing at the knot with rough, impatient movements. He was cursing low under his breath, a steady stream of profanity as the fibers resisted him. Finally, t
The Last Of Her Pack #52. Bargain
Rachael POVI was still tied to the chair when I came back to myself fully.My wrists throbbed where the rope dug into my skin, numb and burning at the same time. My ankles were worse. Every small movement sent a sharp sting up my legs. My mouth was free now, the rag gone, but my throat felt raw, like I had screamed too much already.The door opened.The man came in carrying a tray. A plate of food. Bread. Something that smelled like stew. My stomach twisted on instinct, then tightened with anger. He kicked a small wooden stool toward me and sat down, setting the tray on his knees like we were just having a conversation.“Eat,” he said.I didn’t look at the food. I turned my head to the side instead, fixing my eyes on a crack in the bare wall. I could hear his steady breathing.“I said eat,” he repeated, firmer this time. He tore off a piece of the bread. It made a soft, crusty sound.I stayed still. My pulse was a steady drum in my ears.He sighed, irritated, and held the bread close
The Last Of Her Pack #51. War
Eran POVI stayed in the corner of Eryx’s office, quiet, still, my back pressed to the wall as if I were just another shadow in the room.He moved with purpose, strapping on weapons, giving short orders to the men who crowded the space. No wasted words and No hesitation. His jaw was set so tight the muscle jumped every time he spoke. They listened to him the way wolves listen to an alpha who has never failed them.I watched it all through half lidded eyes.Lincoln stood close to Eryx, his arm already healed enough to move freely. He kept stepping forward, then stopping himself, like a leash was pulling him back.“I’m coming with you,” Lincoln said, voice firm. “You’ll need me.”Eryx didn’t even look at him at first. He slid a knife into place, checked the lock on his gun.“No,” he said.Lincoln stiffened. “Eryx—”“You’re staying,” Eryx cut in, finally turning. His eyes were hard. “You watch the pack. You watch the females. That’s your job.”Lincoln opened his mouth again, then closed
The Last Of Her Pack #50. Captive
Rachael POVI woke up slowly, my head heavy and my mouth dry as if I’d been swallowing dust for hours. For a moment, the fog in my mind convinced me I was still in the hospital. I waited for the familiar hum of the monitors, I tried to move my legs, expecting the dull, aching pain from the treatment to flare up in my joints.Instead, the chair jerked under me.Reality hit me like a quickly. The seat was hard, splintering wood, and it rattled against a floor that felt like cold surface. When I tried to pull my arms forward, rough hemp rope bit deep into my wrists, the friction searing my skin. I gasped, a sharp, panicked sound that died in my throat. My arms wouldn’t budge an inch. I looked down or tried to, and realized my ankles were lashed to the legs of the chair so tightly that my feet had gone numb, vibrating with a dull, pins and needles tingle.“No—” I tried to say.The word was smothered. Nothing came out but a wet, muffled grunt.Panic slammed into my chest, making my ribs fe
The Last Of Her Pack #49. Gone
Eryx POVI sit behind my desk, elbows resting on the wood, flipping through paper after paper. Territory disputes. Supply counts. Guard rotations. Names I recognize. Names I don’t. I sign where I need to, make short notes in the margins, push finished files to the side. The room is quiet except for the soft rustle of paper and the ticking clock on the wall.I check the time. My jaw tightens.I was beginning to miss Rachael. I flip another page. Close it then Open a new file. Read the first line and shove it aside without finishing. My fingers tap once on the desk before I stop myself. I had told her I would stay but she told me to go attend to pack matters. The door opens without a knock.I look up.Lincoln steps inside. His shirt is torn at the shoulder. There’s dried blood near his collar. His face is tight, eyes sharp.I’m on my feet before he closes the door.“What happened?”He swallows. “I was attacked. Just outside the pack hospital.”The room goes still.“Who?” I ask.“I did
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