Anna is an outcast, omega the least of the least and does not know who her parents are. She grew up without both parents and was taken under the care of Leo, a stranger who took her in when she was an orphan baby. She is rejected by her own kind, ridiculed and forced into servitude by the ruthless alpha of her pack, Oliver. Leo was later on wrongly accused of a crime he did not do and was tagged a traitor worsening Anna situation. Leo later reveals to Anna that she is the last bloodline and is no ordinary wolf. She begins to have mysterious dreams and encounters with dark spirits. Lucas, a warrior and beta from a neighboring pack, enters Anna’s life with a secret mission to hunt down a rumored threat to his own pack. On a fateful night, Lucas discovers two things- Anna is the threat and she is his fated mate.
View MoreLucas was lying on the floor of the cabin and breathing quickly and irregularly. He was lying on old wooden planks that were marked with blood that got through his homemade bandages. It was both unsettling and reassuring to see it. I stood over him with my arms crossed, not sure if I should stay or leave. I really wanted to get away from the chaos and trouble he had caused in my life. Even though I hated that part, I felt like I had to help him."Why do you always have to make things so complicated?" I spoke to myself as I paced around the small house.His rough breathing was the only thing that could be heard. Each raspy sound was like a quiet charge. I looked at him again because there was something I didn't want to say, and my chest got tight with anger.I let out a sigh as I knelt next to him and carefully took off the bloody bandages. He had a deep, sharp, and angry looking gash across his side. I whispered, "Great, just great."Lucas insisted on bringing the supplies, so I dug t
As I made my way through the thick underbrush, each foot strategically placed to minimize noise, the forest was strangely quiet. Long shadows that moved with the wind were created by the early light that penetrated through the canopy. Anna was instructed to remain in the cabin and keep the door locked until I got back. Although she hadn't argued, her cautious expression said a lot. This needed to be fixed. In some way.Scouting was a risk that had to be taken. The cabin's solitude did not ensure protection, and the howls we had heard the night before were not far enough away to be comfortable. We had to know if Oliver's warriors were drawing near. Every sound and change in the air was studied for danger, and my senses were constantly alert.I stopped as I heard a slight rustle to my left, and my hand automatically went to the blade by my side. My heart pounded, and I listened for anything other than the typical forest noises. A squirrel, its motions shockingly loud in the silence, dar
The only sound in the room was the slight crackle of the fire Lucas had constructed earlier. Amidst the quiet, shadows moved erratically along the cabin walls. With my back to Lucas, I lay still on the makeshift bed of used blankets. At last, his respiration had evened out and decreased, showing that he was asleep.I opened my eyes.I just stared at the black ceiling for a long time, my mind racing. I continued thinking about everything Lucas had said earlier: that I was his fated mate, that he had admitted to being sent to Nightshade, and the hazy references to some task he was on. There was too much to take in. Too much to be true.I moved carefully, being mindful not to make noise. I was physically exhausted after the day's travel, but my chest ached more than my muscles did. I sat up slowly and looked at Lucas. His face was relaxed in his slumber as he lay on his side. He appeared vulnerable, even unguarded, for the first time. It stood in sharp contrast to the man who had put up
Anna and I had been quiet for a long time, as tense as a bowstring about to break. Although she hadn't spoken it directly, her circumspect looks and terse answers revealed her suspicion, which hung over her like a shadow. After the mayhem I had pulled her into, I couldn't hold it against her. The widening gap between us, which I was unsure how to close, still worried me.After hours of walking, we finally came across the house. Its old wooden walls bent slightly, as though they were weighed down by the passage of time, and it was hidden under a canopy of overgrown trees. At least for the night, a safe haven.With a flat voice, as though she didn't care, Anna stated, "It looks empty." Instead of even looking at me, she scanned the woodland around her.I said in an indifferent tone, "Empty is good. We should check inside."She gave a nod, and we walked toward the cottage together. I pushed the creaking door open and saw a single room with a filthy table, a cracked hearth, and a rickety
The hall reverberated with the sound of my boots hitting the chilly stone floor, a steady drumbeat to my increasing rage. With my Beta, Mark, standing rigidly in front of me and his eyes focused on the floor, there was a palpable sense of dread in the room. The meeting of the elders had fueled the storm that was building within me with their whispers of dissatisfaction.I started, "Weeks," my voice low but like a razor slicing through the quiet. "The traitor and the omega are still at large after weeks. Mark, tell me, is this treason or incompetence?"Mark's hands at his sides curled into fists as his jaw grew stiff. "Alpha, we've investigated every lead. The bandits in the western regions—""Failed," I yelled, hitting the massive wooden table with my fist. The elders recoiled, their muttering cut off. "All of the leads have fallen through. And now it is we who are being made fun of. Do you think the Moonstone Pack won't take advantage of this to make us weaker? To paint us as idiots?
"Why are you truly helping me?" My words cut through the quiet night. It was harsh and mean. The words had been building in my head for hours, ever since we left the last opening and went deeper into the pitch-black forest.Max didn't stop, but he moved more slowly. Being unwilling was clear from the way his wide shoulders tensed up under his torn shirt and his fingers squeezed together at his sides. When he looked back at me, some of his face was hidden by the darkness.He asked, "What do you mean?" in a quiet voice.I sped up to keep up with him because I wouldn't let him avoid the subject. I answered, "You've been putting everything on the line for me," and my voice was shaking with anger and mistrust. "Running for your life after leaving your group and not following Oliver's orders." Is it your intention for me to believe that you are acting with pure intentions?"He came to a quick stop, and I almost ran into him. His eyes pierced mine with such intensity that I gasped as he turn
After days of journeying through the thick, unforgiving forest, the peaceful border town tucked away in the shade of rocky cliffs was a pleasant sight. I looked around the empty streets, observing the few people moving about, mainly wolves. My gut rumbled as the aroma of grilled meat and subtle spices filled the air from a nearby inn. Anna was strolling softly next to me, her eyes darting to every shadow as she held her blanket closely around her shoulders.I spoke quietly as I noted, "We'll rest here for a bit. We've been putting too much pressure."She gave a nod but stayed silent. Everything, including our escape and the threats that were still following us, had become too much to bear. She carried a lot of weight on her thin shoulders, as seen by her heavy silence.We were getting close to the inn when I smelled something familiar, and it stopped me cold. Instinctively, my muscles clenched, and my gaze moved to the group of men in the town square, standing by the well. They were i
As Anna and I pushed farther into the bush, it felt like the air was getting heavier. I couldn't get rid of the uneasiness that was creeping into my chest, and the tension from our tight escape still clung to us like damp mist. Anna's shoulders were squared, and she went a little ahead, but I could see she was tired because her steps occasionally stuttered. My own muscles protested, but I remained silent since I didn't want to look weak.I said in a steady but low voice, "We'll stop soon. Just a bit farther, where it's more difficult to find us."Anna took a while to reply. Rather, she cast an unreadable glance over her shoulder. Her voice was hardly heard above a whisper when she questioned, "Do you think we'll ever stop running?"I paused, unsure of how to reply. To be honest, I had no idea. And it felt wrong to lie to her. I finally replied, "We'll find a way," but even I thought the words sounded vacuous.The underbrush ahead rustled as though it had been called upon by the weight
As Anna and I pushed farther into the bush, it felt like the air was getting heavier. I couldn't get rid of the uneasiness that was creeping into my chest, and the tension from our tight escape still clung to us like damp mist. Anna's shoulders were squared, and she went a little ahead, but I could see she was tired because her steps occasionally stuttered. My own muscles protested, but I remained silent since I didn't want to look weak.I said in a steady but low voice, "We'll stop soon. Just a bit farther, where it's more difficult to find us."Anna took a while to reply. Rather, she cast an unreadable glance over her shoulder. Her voice was hardly heard above a whisper when she questioned, "Do you think we'll ever stop running?"I paused, unsure of how to reply. To be honest, I had no idea. And it felt wrong to lie to her. I finally replied, "We'll find a way," but even I thought the words sounded vacuous.The underbrush ahead rustled as though it had been called upon by the weight
"Anna, can you even do one thing right?" Oliver was standing over me with his arms crossed and a look of disdain on his face, and I winced at the sound of his voice. The pack members around us laughed, their eyes shining with glee at my humiliation, and the Alpha's tone was just as cold as it was cruel.I said, "I'm sorry, Alpha," while holding onto the pail of filthy water I had been told to use to clean the hallway floors. Whatever I did, it was never sufficient. The hard bristles of the brush scraped at my flesh until it felt raw, and my hands stung from the washing, yet nobody seemed to care. Not Oliver in particular."Did I ask for an apology?" His voice rose sufficiently to get the others' notice as he scoffed. "What good is an apology from someone like you, hmm?"I bit my lip and remained silent, staring at the ground. I had no authority here, or anyplace else, so my instinct told me to keep my head down and not fight back. Oliver and other alphas were accustomed to being obey...
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