FAZER LOGINA/N🖤🐺 Well, well… Kael's wolf has a mind of its own, doesn't it? 👀 And Seraphina has absolutely no idea what's happening to him! Do you think Kael will manage to keep control, or is our dangerous Alpha already in trouble? Tell me your thoughts in the comments, and don't forget to vote if you're enjoying the story! ❤️
"Let go!!"“Tell me what that mark is.”“I don't know!”“Who gave it to you?”I hesitated.His grip tightened.“I said I don't know!”The mark flared black.A violent shudder passed through the stones beneath our feet.Every wolf in the courtyard froze.Somewhere inside the fortress, a glass shattered.Kael released me as if the mark had burned him.He stumbled half a step, one hand flying to his chest.For a fraction of a second, his face twisted with such savage pain that I forgot my own wrist.His wolf was hurting.I didn't know how I knew it. I only felt something terrible twisting beneath his skin, a darkness pressing against the edges of his soul.And beneath that pain, something else stirred.Recognition.The mark on my wrist went cold.A voice whispered through my bones.The crown bleeds.Kael's head snapped toward me.“What did you hear?”My blood turned to ice.“Nothing.”He caught my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes.“Lie to me again, and I'll have every healer in this fort
The first thing I learned about Kael Draven was that he hated being questioned.The second was that he hated me questioning him even more.“Why did you come to the Forbidden Forest?” I asked.Kael sat opposite me in the carriage, one arm resting against the leather seat, his expression carved from stone. Outside, the wheels crushed frozen branches beneath them. Inside, the air felt strangely suffocating.He had barely spoken since we left the forest.“Do you always ask questions you have no right to ask?” he said.“Only when I'm trapped in a carriage with a man who thinks the world belongs to him.”His eyes lifted to mine.For one dangerous second, I thought he might smile.Instead, he leaned forward.“Let me explain something to you, Omega. I don't think the world belongs to me.” His voice was quiet, almost conversational. “I know exactly how much of it I can take by force.”My stomach tightened.There it was. The monster everyone whispered about.“I suppose that makes you very proud.
“Survive.”The darkness vanished.I slammed onto frozen ground, gasping as icy air filled my lungs. Snow clung to my face and hair. Above me, the forest stretched beneath a pale morning sky, silent and motionless.For one wild moment, I thought I had dreamed everything.Then I saw the black crescent burning beneath my skin.My wolf rose inside me.This time, she did not tremble.Seraphina, she whispered.I pushed myself onto my elbows.“What is it?”Her attention fixed on the distant trees.Someone is coming.I listened.At first, there was only the wind.Then came the unmistakable sound of horses moving through the snow.I struggled to my feet, my injured body swaying. Through the trees, I glim
“Now, child, tell me how much you hate them.”The question drifted through the darkness, soft as a whisper and heavy as a tombstone.I could not see the creature speaking to me. I could barely see my own hands. Yet I felt its presence surrounding me, pressing against my skin, my bones, and the deepest corners of my soul.I swallowed.“Enough to want them dead.”The darkness stirred.For a moment, there was no answer. Then a low laugh rolled through the endless void, so deep that I felt it vibrating inside my ribs.“An honest answer. How refreshing.”Something moved beyond my reach.I tried to pull away, but there was nowhere to go. My feet touched nothing. My hands grasped nothing. I was suspended in a place that seemed to exist outside the world I had known.“Who are you?” I demanded.“Does a name matter to a dying girl?”“I am not dying.”“Your body freezes above my prison. Your wolf trembles inside your soul. Your mate has severed the bond that connected you to his bloodline, and y
I watched the carriage disappear along the road, carrying away the last people who might have cared whether I lived or died.For a long time, I remained beside the boundary stones.I couldn't move.My mind kept searching for another explanation, some hidden reason why my father had ordered this, why my mother had allowed it, why Lucien had looked at me as though I were nothing.But there was no explanation that could make their choices less cruel.They had made their decision.Now I had to make mine.I could remain beside the road and wait for death, or I could enter the forest and fight for the chance to see another sunrise.I looked at the trees.My wolf pressed herself against the walls of my soul.Something is there."I know."Something old.I swallowed."Then it can kill me quickly."The words sounded braver than I felt.I stepped over the boundary stones.The moment my foot touched the forest floor, the wind stopped.Not gradually.All at once.The silence was so complete that I
I stopped fighting.The guards dragged me through the chapel and out into the courtyard.Snow fell beneath a moonless sky, gathering on the palace roofs and the marble statues that lined the royal gardens. The air smelled of iron, frost, and distant woodsmoke. Somewhere beyond the walls, a wolf howled.My own wolf answered with a weak, frightened whimper.I tried to reach for her, but the broken mate bond had left us both shaken. She curled into the deepest corner of my consciousness, refusing to emerge.I couldn't blame her.We had been abandoned by everyone we trusted.Beyond the palace gates lay the forbidden forest, a vast wilderness stretching across the northern mountains. Its trees were older than the kingdom itself, their twisted branches reaching toward the sky like skeletal fingers.Children were warned never to approach its borders. Hunters told stories of strange lights between the trees, of voices calling from empty clearings, of wolves that emerged at dawn with blood on







