LOGINShare
Love May Save Me
publish date:
2026-08-04 12:55:11
Latest chapter
The Twin Prophecy (Sequel to the She Alpha Prophecy) The End and A New Beginning
Caz For one terrifying second, Kyra disappears. Stone crashes between us, splitting the chamber with enough force to shake the ground beneath my feet. Dust explodes upward. The fracture widens, tearing through the ancient floor and swallowing pieces of black stone into the darkness below. "Kyra!" "I'm here!" Her voice comes through the dust. Relief hits hard enough to make my knees weak. Then I see her. She's standing on the other side of the gap, one arm shielding her face from falling debris. Blue magic still flickers around her hands, but it's weaker now. The distance between us isn't enormous. In human form, it might as well be miles. But... Sinister pushes forward. For once, we don't argue. I shift. Bones snap and reform as Sinister takes control of our body. Fur replaces skin, claws scrape against broken stone, and the world sharpens instantly. The gap doesn't look quite as impossible anymore. Kyra's eyes widen. "Cassius, don't!" Too late. We run. The edge approaches.
The Twin Prophecy (Sequel to the She Alpha Prophecy) Love May Save Me
Kyra Thousands of roots twist through the air like living veins, scraping against ancient stone with a sound that has haunted my dreams for years. They circle my ankles, brush against my wrists, creep toward my throat, and then stop. Always just short of my skin. Close enough that I can feel the cold radiating from them. Close enough that every time, I believe they will finally claim me. For years, I thought that I was chosen. Special. A daughter she had crafted from grief and vengeance. Now... I know better. She never cared about me. I was useful. I still am. The roots aren't avoiding me out of fear. They're waiting for permission. There is something far more terrifying about knowing they could tear me apart and simply haven't been allowed to yet. For years, I mistook survival for favor. Mistook usefulness for love. Mistook being spared for being valued. Seraphine made certain I did. She needed my grief, my anger, and my magic. She needed someone outside this prison who could mo
The Twin Prophecy (Sequel to the She Alpha Prophecy) History Doesn't Always Repeat Itself
Caz The world drops out from under me without warning. One second, The Void is in front of me. Mist. Blackened ground. Elias somewhere behind me. Then nothing. No sound. No air. No up. No down. Just cold. Then, I hit stone hard enough to knock every bit of air from my lungs. For several seconds, I don't move. Mostly because my body is too busy deciding which part hurts most. Sinister groans inside my head. "Well..." "Don't." "That was dramatic." "I said don't." "I hadn't finished." "You didn't need to." "Rude." I roll onto my back and stare upward. Stone curves above me in rough black arches, jagged and uneven like the inside of something ancient and dead. Thin cracks split the ceiling, but whatever lies beyond them gives no light. The air smells of damp rock, old smoke, and something metallic beneath it. Blood? No. Magic. Old magic. Rotten magic. Fantastic. I push myself upright. The mark on my wrist burns. It is protective so I know that means I am in so
The Twin Prophecy (Sequel to the She Alpha Prophecy) Face to Face
Caz Night changes familiar places. Every shadow looks like a question waiting to be answered. Every sound feels deliberate. Sinister is disturbingly quiet. If he isn't making a joke or teasing me it makes me a tad uncomfortable. Usually he'd be making comments about the way I am walking or finding ways to distract me from whatever impossible situation we've managed to stumble into. Tonight... Nothing. Just silence and watchfulness. Elias follows a few steps behind me. His movements are almost effortless, every footfall placed with the confidence of someone who trusts the woods without ever underestimating them. His attention never settles in one place for long. The trees. The ridgeline. The trail behind us. The darkness between the trunks. Kyra chose well. She didn't choose the strongest wolf. She chose someone who is observant. "I think I like him," Sinister finally says. A faint smile tugs at the corner of my mouth."There you are. Took you long enough." "I know you'
The Twin Prophecy (Sequel to the She Alpha Prophecy) Maybe The Witch is an Ali
Jezebel Caz inherits many things from Tisha. Her curiosity. Her stubbornness. Her complete inability to leave a mystery alone once it digs into her mind. Unfortunately... He also inherits the expression she wears when she has already made a decision and is only pretending the conversation that follows might change it. I recognize that expression. Mostly because I have spent decades seeing it, even before we both ironically found our way to Wolvesbane. And now years seeing a younger, more sarcastic version of it on Caz. “He has a plan," Jade yawns. “He always has a plan.” “They aren't always good plans.” “True.” I laugh. "Fingers crossed this one is." The packhouse is quiet for once. Emily is in the sitting room with Loretta and Grayson, explaining the rules of a game she invented sometime between breakfast and the moment they agreed to play it. Judging by Grayson’s confused questions and Loretta’s growing suspicion that Emily keeps changing the rules to ensure she win
The Twin Prophecy (Sequel to the She Alpha Prophecy) It is Time We Actually Meet
Caz Sleep has become suspicious. I used to like it. Sleep was simple, quiet. and necessary. Now, it comes with dead wolves, shared memories, ancient witches, magical rivers, and enough cryptic warnings to make insomnia feel reasonable. “You enjoy the mystery," Sinister yawns “I enjoy answers," I argue. “You enjoy complaining about the distance between the mystery and the answer.” “A valid complaint. Why can't things be more instantaneous?” "Because that would be boring." The meeting finished sometime after midnight, but not all of us have left yet. Wolvesbane has too many guests for anything to feel empty right now. A few messengers sleep on benches near the walls. Loretta and Grayson remain in the dining room comparing Crescent Moon records against the maps Jedd copied earlier. Tristan is still speaking quietly with Jon near the door. Patrol rotations. Runners. Ash Valley. My brother looks exhausted. He also looks like he belongs beside Jon. Not as someone filling
You may also like
The Alpha and His Contract Luna
Evelyn M.M818.9K viewsTHE BETA IS MINE
Cassandra M636.1K viewsPregnant and Rejected by My Alpha Mate
Caroline Above Story645.6K viewsMark Of The Alpha King
~S.Y959.9K viewsToo Weak To Have An Heir
M.W Rose68 viewsMarked and Cast Out, She Came Back Untouchable
K. C. G creation54 viewsThe Rejected Plus-Size Mate
Bethel148 viewsSurrogate for the Lycan King
ASHVA 81 views
