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14 Awake
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2026-01-03 11:33:19
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The Price Of Fate 150 She Cried 2
Ronan’s POVMy mother’s gaze snapped towards Ingrid’s face. Ingrid’s eyes were half-open, unfocused, her breath shallow.For the first time, Ingrid looked small.And I hated that my mind still found room to think: This is the woman who wanted to purge my mate.Now she lay half-dead, leg gone, because she had underestimated the world beyond her politics.I didn’t linger.I carried Nyra deeper into the healing centre, ignoring the shocked stares, ignoring the murmurs that rose like dust.A bed was cleared quickly. A healer started to step forward, hands reaching for Nyra.Nyra flinched and jerked away, clutching my shirt tighter.“No,” she whispered.I looked down at her face.Her eyes were wide, not fear of pain.Fear of being separated from me.I leaned closer. “It’s alright,” I murmured. “They’re healers. They’ll check you.”Nyra shook her head quickly, breath shaky.“I’m fine,” she insisted, voice raw. “I’m fine. I need to see my mother. We have to go for my mother.”The words hit li
The Price Of Fate 149 She Cried
Ronan’s POVI didn’t let go of her.Not when she shifted back into human form and stood there like she’d been carved out of gold and fury. Not when the last winged creature’s body hit the ground and the street fell into that stunned silence that follows carnage. Not when I wrapped my jacket around her shoulders and pulled her into me like I could hide her from the world.Because the world had seen.Too many eyes had been on her when she lifted into the air with golden wings. Too many mouths had gone quiet when she tore those things apart like they were nothing. Too many people had watched her scales shimmer and vanish and shimmer again.They had seen.And the pack’s fear was a creature too. It only needed a reason to bite.Nyra’s chest rose and fell fast. Her eyes were bright, almost feverish, but she wasn’t collapsing. She wasn’t going limp like she had before. That alone should have made me feel relieved.Instead, it made me more afraid.Because this time, whatever had awakened insid
The Price Of Fate 148 The Winged Luna 2
148 The Winged Luna 2Ronan’s POVGolden scales rippled across her body like armour made of sunlight. Her wings unfurled, magnificent, huge, glowing gold at the edges as if light itself obeyed them.Her body was leaner, stronger, more perfect in motion than the winged creatures that attacked us.And on her forehead,The writing.Ancient text glowing gold, stamped like a seal.That was the only reason I knew it was Nyra.Because everything else in her form looked like the creature that had carried her.Only… better.Higher.Like the Outlands had birthed monsters, but Nyra had become their nightmare.The enemy creatures screeched.Not triumph.Fear.Real fear.They backed up, winged wolves flapping higher, scaled wolves stumbling away, eyes wide, bodies tense as if their instincts were screaming at them to run.Nyra’s golden-winged form lifted her head slowly.And the aura around her wasn’t just light.It was pressure.A presence that made the air feel heavy.Even my wolf, dominant as h
The Price Of Fate 147 The Winged Luna
Ronan’s POVThe scaled bastard didn’t fight like a wolf.It fought like something that had learned violence before it learned breath.Every time I drove for its throat, my teeth met armour. Every time I tried to rake its belly, it twisted away with unnatural speed, forcing me to circle, forcing me to search for the soft seam like I was solving a puzzle with blood.My black wolf body slammed into it again, shoulder into rib, trying to knock it off balance, trying to create an opening. It skidded back half a step, claws digging into dirt, then it lunged right back in and snapped at my foreleg.I jerked away and felt teeth graze fur.Close.Too close.My wolf snarled, furious, and I drove my claws low anyway, gambling that it would be too slow to cover its belly,It wasn’t.It pivoted and slammed its shoulder into my side so hard my ribs screamed.Pain flashed white-hot. I grunted, dug my paws in, held my ground, and snapped at its neck again with raw force,Scale.Always scale.The wing
The Price Of Fate 146 Talons on My Skin 2
Nyra’s POVElara’s body rippled and snapped into wolf form, beige-furred, powerful, eyes bright. Not as massive as Ronan’s black wolf, but strong. Built like someone who had fought before.She launched into the fight without a second of delay.She went straight for the winged wolves, not the scaled one Ronan was fighting.Because Ronan was holding the scaled one back.Elara was going to stop the sky from killing us.Her jaws clamped onto a winged wolf’s wing joint mid-dive.She yanked hard.The winged creature screamed, the wing twisting unnaturally.It collapsed to the ground and tried to scramble away.Elara tore its throat out.The sound was wet and brutal.The winged wolf went still.My stomach churned.But I couldn’t look away.Because if I looked away, I’d lose track of what could kill me next.Then warriors appeared, Vandwood warriors. Bloodied. Limping. Half-shifted. Arriving like the fight we tried to walk away from had chased us down and pinned us in the open.They came fro
The Price Of Fate 145 Talons on My Skin
Nyra’s POVThe moment the thing shifted into a man, my mind stopped working properly.I had seen wolves shift. I had seen men become beasts and beasts become men like it was as normal as breathing. Even before Ronan came into my life, I’d grown up watching pack members shift for patrols, for training, for rituals, for intimidation. It had been part of my world. Part of what I understood.But this… this wasn’t that.This wasn’t a wolf of Vandwood. This wasn’t even a wolf of the world I knew.This was something else. Something that looked like it had crawled out of a story people whispered around fires at night, the kind of story they ended with don’t ever go near the barrier.A bulky man. Skin plated with grey, armoured scales like he’d been forged, not born. Red eyes that didn’t flicker with wolf emotion, they burned like coals. Teeth too sharp even in human form.He banged the bonnet once and the car dented like tin. He hit it again and the whole front tipped, like the ground had til
The Price Of Fate 61 A Direct Insult to My Person
Nyra’s POVMalcom took them away.The maids didn’t fight him. They didn’t shout anymore. They didn’t even try to explain themselves. The moment his hand closed around the head maid’s arm, the bravado drained out of them like water from a cracked pot.They walked away stiffly, faces pale, eyes wide
Last Updated : 2026-03-24The Price Of Fate 63 The Kind of Home I Never Had
Nyra’s POVRonan’s house wasn’t what I expected.Not because it was extravagant, though it was far nicer than our cabin, but because it felt… new. Like the rooms hadn’t fully decided what they were yet. Like the place was still learning his habits, still waiting to be claimed by routine.The moment
Last Updated : 2026-03-24The Price Of Fate 66 My Birthright
Ronan’s POVMalcom didn’t linger.He bowed again, respectful as always, then backed out of the room and pulled the door shut behind him with the kind of quiet that said he knew better than to stand between a mate bond and bad news.The silence he left behind was heavy.I exhaled slowly, letting the
Last Updated : 2026-03-24The Price Of Fate 62 Not a Warning, a Promise
Nyra’s POVRonan didn’t raise his voice.He didn’t need to.The kind of anger he carried didn’t shout, it settled. It filled the room the way smoke filled a space when something had already started burning.He faced Luna Ingrid fully, still holding my hand like an anchor, like a statement. His postu
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