เข้าสู่ระบบRyanFor a moment, I simply stared at Priscilla.“My mother,” she had said, and the words still sat strangely in my head.I knew Priscilla was different. That much had been obvious from the day I met her. Illusion wolves from Vankah were known for strange gifts, bloodlines touched by old magic in ways most wolves neither understood nor trusted. Even so, I had never once stopped to think about where her abilities came from.A witch.Priscilla’s mother was a witch.Under normal circumstances, I would have asked questions. A hundred of them. I would have wanted to know what kind of witch, how powerful she was, and what exactly it meant for Priscilla.But Hannah lay trembling on the floor, pale and drenched in sweat, and there was no time for curiosity.“Call her,” I said.Priscilla hesitated, and that alone told me her relationship with this woman was not simple. Slowly, she reached beneath her dress and pulled out a small pendant hanging around her neck. It was an odd thing, shaped like
RyanI couldn't believe what Rain said. I stood there staring at her, feeling as though something inside my chest was slowly being crushed. I moved closer and lowered myself in front of her, hoping that if she looked at me - really looked at me, she would see the truth in my face.“Rain,” I said softly, “I could never let you die.”Her eyes shifted to me briefly, but there was no warmth in them, no anger either, just a tired emptiness that frightened me more than rage ever could.I swallowed and kept speaking.“Why would you think you are alone in this? You have people who care about you. You have Malcolm. You have Lydia, and Lydia loves you dearly. If anything happened to you, she would be shattered.”My voice grew quieter.“You have me too. I would not survive losing you.”Rain gave a small scoff and looked away, curling further into herself like she regretted speaking at all. The little bit of softness I thought I saw in her disappeared just as quickly.I reached for words, for an
RyanWeeks had passed since Rain woke up, but it was like waking up hadn’t brought her back at all.She was nothing like her usual self. She had completely shut down. She barely spoke to anyone, and she definitely wouldn’t speak to me.That part hurt the most.Rain would sit by the window for hours, staring at nothing with an empty expression. Her shoulders stayed tense, like she was waiting for something painful to happen at any moment.When I tried talking to her, she acted like I wasn’t even there.If I asked whether she wanted food, fresh air, or anything at all, she stayed silent.All I got was that distant, hollow stare that made my chest feel empty.Somehow, she seemed worse than the day I first met her. Back then she had been shy, scared, and quiet, but there was still a spark of life in her. At least she spoke sometimes. You could see thoughts moving behind her eyes.Now she just looked… emptied out. Like something inside her had broken beyond repair.The only thing that ever
RainI was trapped.That was the only way I could describe it.I was here… but not really here. Alive, but I couldn’t move. Aware of everything happening around me, but buried so deep inside my own body that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t open my eyes, couldn’t twitch my fingers, couldn’t scream, or let anyone know I could hear every single word they said.It felt like being buried alive inside myself.At first, I tried to keep track of time. I listened to the voices that came and went. Doors opening and closing. People talking in quiet whispers, angry voices, or broken ones.I heard Malcolm a lot. Sometimes Kade. Sometimes Priscilla’s soft voice.And Ryan - always Ryan.I could hear the strain in his voice getting worse every day. He tried to hide it, but I could tell. The fear. The exhaustion. The helpless anger.One night, I heard him pacing back and forth for what felt like forever. He stayed quiet for a long time. Then he sat down close to me, close enough that I could he
MalcolmFor a moment, nobody moved.The night had gone strangely still. Even Kade’s shadow wolves, who had been throwing themselves wildly at the barrier moments ago, now stood at attention like soldiers waiting for a command. Their silver eyes stayed fixed on Ryan as though he was the only thing in the world they recognized.I could tell that was eating Kade alive.Good. He deserved it for running his mouth.Beside me, Kade shifted back into human form, breathing hard. His dark hair was damp with sweat, and his face twisted with anger and confusion. I had already shifted back too, bones snapping back into place as I forced myself upright.Then I looked at Ryan again.He stood outside Jed’s gates with Hannah still in his grip. Her body was weak, and her glowing blue eyes were half-open, like she was trapped somewhere between herself and whatever El had turned her into.Diane was crying uncontrollably. Jed looked helpless in a way no Alpha should ever look.And Ryan … Ryan looked terr
MalcolmRyan was taking too long. Something was wrong.I could feel it in my bones.At first it was small - a strange shift in the shadows around us. The darkness created by Kade’s wolves had always moved with purpose, smooth and controlled like black smoke obeying an invisible hand. They were wild creatures, yes, but under Kade’s command they moved like one body, one mind.Now they were restless.They paced hard around us, their glowing silver eyes fixed on Alpha Jed’s house. Low growls rolled out of them, growing louder with every second. Their bodies trembled, claws digging deep into the earth as dark smoke rose from their backs like steam.Beside me, Kade stiffened. His eyes narrowed.Then one of the wolves suddenly broke rank and charged toward the estate gates. Another followed. Then five more. In seconds, dozens of shadow wolves rushed forward like a black tidal wave and slammed into the barrier around the estate.The force shook the ground.The shadows hiding us broke apart in
RainI don't know how he did it, but Malcolm found a way out. And once he got out, we didn’t stop again. Not until the city was far behind us.The drive to Nightfall Pack was really long and quiet. Neither of us said a word. The only sounds were the car's engine and broken glass rattling in the win
Ryan The moment the kiss ended, I knew the problem had been solved. Not in the way I expected, perhaps. But solved all the same. Rain stood a few steps away from me, her breathing uneven, her eyes wide with shock. Her fingers hovered near her lips as if she could still feel the imprint of mine t
Rain“I need to know something,” he said.The desperation in his eyes had not faded. If anything, it had grown stronger. It made his voice sound rougher than usual, like the words were being pulled out of him instead of spoken willingly.I watched him quietly.Ryan rarely looked uncertain. He was a
RainI did not cry when Ryan left the room.I waited until the door shut and his footsteps faded down the hallway. Only then did the silence settle around me, heavy and uncomfortable.My chest felt tight.The room still smelled faintly of medicine. Malcolm had left small bottles on the table beside







