As the shadows pressed closer, Emily felt another kind of pull hot, electric, undeniable. It wasn’t the abyss calling to her, but Alexander. His wolf pushed against hers, their connection growing so strong it almost made her lose her breath.Her heartbeat intensified and her skin buzzed as digested his words. “Stay with me,” he said in a still calm voice as his lips found her ear, sounding like an order and a plea at the same time. Her wolf whined, pushing ahead, insisting she bridge the distance, yielding to him completely. She sensed his desire, intense and overpowering, blending with hers. Amidst the turmoil, fear, predictions, and treachery, she desired him. She yearned for the comfort of his arms with the grounding force of his kiss.Emily fisted her hands on his shirt as she pressed closer, their foreheads touching. “If this is the end,” she breathed, “then I want it with you.”Alexander moaned, his strong, eager lips slamming into hers. In a way that nothing else could, the ki
The ground under them shook again, and Emily held on to Alexander's arm. From deep beneath, the chasm glowed like molten fire as it stretched wider. She could still hear that low, old, and authoritative voice. Emily, you can't change your fate. She was unable to determine whether the beast inside of her was frightened or getting ready to fight as it paced uneasily against her chest.There was commotion in the clearing. Marcus froze in a quiet that cried out of remorse, Lucien standing motionless, and Damien's troops howling. From the abyss rose the shadows desperately to claim her.Alexander stood in her front and tried to protect her. His body wanted to shift fully to his wolf form but didn't. His wolf was desperate to tear apart anything that dared touch her. I will not lose you, he whispered silently as his golden eyes met hers.Emily’s throat ached as she whispered, “Why is this happening to me? Why always me?” The words were fragile, but beneath them, there was anger. Why was her
Emily wolf growled softly in her mind, she was agitated and unsettled. Though the night air was heavy she felt as though the world was pressing down on her. The shadows seemed alive and her vision was stirred with malice just beyond the edges.Her eyes shifted between the figures and her heart beat heavily while she tried standing on her feet. Damien stood still because of the disturbance. Lucien, who was still standing with his cold smirk, but now something in his stance had changed, he was wary, as if bracing for something.And then there was Marcus.Elder Marcus had always been a mystery and knew more than he had revealed. Nevertheless, he unexpectedly revealed a grim aspect, a concealed truth that was too heavy to bear. He had consistently been the calm presence in the chaos, the rational voice of logic. However, Emily was utterly unsettled by his recent words. It is more than just the prophecy.As the temperature decreased, Emily shifted her gaze towards the darkness. A shadowy e
It was a fight between the big wolves. The bite and scratched one another, it was fierce. Emily's senses were more alert than ever as she ran around, trying to find any way to help them gain the upper hand. But as the seconds passed, it became increasingly clear that Damien was more than just strong. He was something far worse.He could not be stopped.Damien pushed Alexander away suddenly and he headed into the forest. Emily panicked. No!As she wanted to get close to him someone emerged from the darkness.Lucien was the one.He watched and gave a cold smirk, his eyes shining with ill intent. "You’re too late."---Emily felt a surge of astonishment at the words. Lucien. It was him who had betrayed them. The person who had been Damien's coworker all along."All along you've been deceiving us." Emily snarled with a deep but yet menacing voice.At first, Lucien remained silent. Rather, he turned to Damien, a nauseating admiration shining in his eyes. "Damien, I've taken the required ac
Emily stared deeply at the shadow form at her front and felt her heart beating in her chest heavily, it pulsed loud enough for her ears to hear. The tension in the night was unnatural as though the night knew about what was to happen.Damien was present. Each breath seemed like a struggle due to his overwhelming presence, which was like a heavy burden against her lungs. It felt like his just being there was making the universe change to match what he wanted, as the shadows around him started to move and feel alive. Emily felt a strong growl going through her body, and her wolf inside her began to wake up under her skin. She was convinced that this was the being that would stop at nothing to destroy her."It’s time." The malevolent murmur of Damien's voice crept through the clearing. His remarks appeared to originate from all directions, not solely from the individual before her, due to how the wind transported them.Alexander moved ahead, a fierce protective anger igniting in his gaze
The ground beneath them seemed to tremble as Emily made her decision. She couldn’t back down now. Not when so much was on the line. She needed to face the prophecy, confront her fate, regardless of how difficult it might be.“I promise.” She responded with a steady voice, but a battle raged inside of her. She was gonna do all she can to keep up her promise. For the pack. For Alexander.They were still standing together despite the challenges they faced. She felt they were both connected, a thread that stands in teat of time, even in the face of the impossible.“**We’ll face this together as a team.**”---The weight of Emily’s promise settled heavily on her chest. She sensed Alexander’s stare penetrating her, his every action conveying a blend of trust and fear. They stood at the edge of something monumental, something unfamiliar. Could they really survive whatever was coming? Could she truly wield the power of the prophecy without losing herself?“We need to prepare.” Alexander’s voi