“What do you mean? Will you be protecting me for all your life?” “If you would allow me to do that, I will.” “But why would you do such a trouble?” “I am a straightforward and honest man. So, I think I like you. I wanted you to be my mate. But I will not force you if you don’t like it. I will only ask for you to repay me for saving you and protecting you.” My eyes widened. I started to feel uneasy. I feel like the man in front of me will change and begin to show his true colors. “How can I repay you?” I mumbled. Reule smile looks like he was a demon about to collect his payment. At that moment, I began to question which is worse, him or Conri. “I cannot help it. I am a man with needs like Conri. So, I would like to have a night with you, just to taste you.” I wanted to scream and run. What have I gone into? ====================================== Wren Blevine has been considered different among the she-wolves of the White Pack. She can only partly shift and she doesn't experience heat. Except for her family, nobody really likes her. When the Alpha died and was replaced by the son, Conri Lebon, he ordered to have Wren executed together with her family if she refused his conditions. After her family had been killed, Wren had been running and hiding. One day, she was almost caught. But luckily, she was saved by Reule Conrad, the Alpha of the Gray Pack. Just when she thought that he was a good samaritan, Reule asked to be paid by her body. Now, she is in a dilemma whether to agree or be surrendered back to her pack and die.
View MoreMy feet are tired and painful. The breeze is gashing into my body like arrows that the wind had shot. It creeps into my skin until it reaches the depths of me. And it hurts to be running non-stop on this freezing and windy night.
"I have to keep going. Otherwise, I will end up dead," I keep telling myself whenever I feel tired.I don't know where I am now. I kept going when my brother told me to run and never looked back.Killian, my brother, I wonder if he escaped the ten werewolves that were after us. Remembering him wounded but still fighting just to save me made me want to cry. I lost my mom and dad five days back, and now probably my brother, too. I am enraged and sorrowful from the pack we have served diligently. But this is how they repay us. They are taking our lives one by one.Suddenly, my feet felt wobbly, making me stumble onto the ground. And just as I was about to stand up, something jumped on me.I fought back, and we rolled on the ground. But because I am so tired, I no longer have enough strength to fight. I got pinned down so quickly that I couldn't move."Give it up, Wren! Alpha Conri wants you. He might spare your life if you agreed to be his mate," Casper shouted."I don't want to be the mate of that ruthless wolf," I shouted back."You can only partly shift, and soon other members of the pack will be here. You cannot fight all of us; you will end up dead!""I would rather die than be with Conri!"I tried to free myself, but Casper punched me in the face. It made me feel groggy that I was about to lose my consciousness.But out of nowhere, someone jumped at Casper, freeing me from his grasp. It was so fast that I did not see who it was. I tried to lift my head, but it felt heavy then I was down.I woke up with a severe headache in a room I didn't recognize. I groaned in pain as I touched my head."Are you okay?" a husky voice said.I looked up. A tall man stood with stormy gray eyes, a handsome face, and a gorgeous athletic body. My eyes widened, wondering who he was."Who are you? Where am I?" I asked in a low voice."You are in my house," he said."Who are you?" I asked again."I should ask you that first.""Look, I am sorry, but my head is hurting really bad, and I could not remember how I got here.""I saved you.""Oh, right! I was fighting to be free of Casper when someone jumped on him. After that, I lost my consciousness. Was it you?""Yes. I heard you two arguing. Usually, I don't intervene with problems of other packs, but when I saw that wolf, Casper, punched you, I did not like it.""Hmm. Thank you!""We will talk about what happened when you are feeling better. For now, are you able to stand?""Yes, why?""Come out and eat. You need to eat."He turned and walked out of the room. I stood with my feet still sore and painful. But I followed him downstairs to the dining table. He has a big house, so I assumed that he comes from a wealthy family.He took a seat at the very end of the table facing the door that we passed through to get there."Please, have a sit!"I did as I was told and sat next to him on his right. We looked at each other for a second. I was wondering what was on his head right now. Usually, I am a good judge of someone's character even if I just meet the person. But he is different. I cannot read him. His coldness makes it hard to predict what he will say or do next."That Casper has hit you pretty badly. You have a bruise underneath your right eye. It's probably the reason why your head hurts. But don't worry, I had a doctor check you yesterday, and he said you will be fine.""Yesterday!?"He nodded."How long have I been here?""Twenty-four hours. The doctor said you were pretty exhausted that you needed a lot of rest. You must have been running without food and water for days now."The doctor was right in saying that I was exhausted as hell. I ran for four days and only stopped to sleep in a cave for possibly an hour or two the day before yesterday. But one member of Conri's pack saw me, so I ran again.He was studying my expression, possibly trying to read what it is on my mind."Eat up! Regain your strength, and then once you are ready, you can tell me what happened."I looked at the food, and my stomach started to growl. I have not eaten for four days, and looking at the food right now makes me so hungry. I felt ashamed, but the man in front of me just smiled."Come on, eat up. You have to feed that hungry stomach of yours."I started eating a little piece of the steak. But damn! It tasted so good. I can't help but gobble the food."Slowly! You might choke," he said, laughing.I felt embarrassed. "I am sorry. I just have not eaten for four days straight, and this is my first food," I said."I know, but still, you must take it a little slow."I slowed down out of embarrassment."That's better.""You did not tell me your name." I just remembered asking."You did not tell me yours, either."I looked at him first, thinking whether it would be fitting to tell him who I was and why I had been running. He just watched me, studying every move I did and my expression. It isn't easy to know what is on his mind. But I feel like it was rude to deny him the truth when he had saved my life. And if Conri finds out, he will wreak havoc between two packs. So, should I trust him that easily?The scent of roasted garlic hit me like a punch to the stomach. I was mid-stir at the stove, trying to be helpful for once in the kitchen when the nausea slammed into me. My knees buckled, and I dropped the spoon with a clatter, one hand flying to my mouth as I sprinted toward the sink.Behind me, Adriana’s voice floated in, far too cheerful for someone witnessing my demise. “That sounded dramatic. Should I grab a bucket or a priest?”I groaned over the sink, willing my stomach to behave. “Neither. Just… kill me quickly.”Adriana leaned against the counter, biting into an apple like we weren’t seconds away from me vomiting again. “You’ve been sick three mornings this week. And now mid-afternoon. Something you want to share with the class?”“It’s just something I ate,” I muttered.“Uh-huh.” She took another bite. “Or maybe it’s someone you mated.”I turned slowly. “That’s a very inappropriate accusation.”She grinned. “Not when you’re glowing.”“I’m not glowing. I’m sweaty and p
They dressed me in silence. Nana Lolita’s fingers were steady as she fastened the back of my gown, smoothing the silk across my spine. Adriana stood behind her, holding a pale veil that shimmered like stardust. My breath fogged the mirror in front of me, and still, I didn’t move.“You don’t have to be nervous, but if you are, it’s allowed," Nana Lolita said gently.“I’m not scared,” I whispered.“Then what is it?”“I just… want to remember every second of this.”Adriana placed the circle atop my head, her smile reflected beside mine. “You will. We all will.”The gown felt lighter than it looked. The fabric floated around my legs like the wind, and the moon embroidery across the sleeves glowed faintly under the candlelight. But it wasn’t the dress that made me feel different. It was the mark this night would leave. The night I became his.—They guided me out of the house, past rows of flickering lanterns, down a trail lined with white petals. The entire pack waited in the clearing. Th
I held the sealed envelope between my fingers, its edges still warm from the messenger’s hand. A single word had been scrawled on the front in slanted script:Luna.My breath caught as I traced the ink. The title felt surreal, new, like I hadn’t quite earned it, but the whole pack already believed I had.“Open it,” Reule said, his voice low, eyes still locked on the letter like it might explode.I slipped a finger under the seal and peeled it open slowly. Inside was a simple note, handwritten in delicate penmanship:Luna Wren,Your mating ritual robe is ready.It awaits you in the greenhouse. —N.L.My brow furrowed. “N.L.?”Reule stepped closer. “Nana Lolita.”Of course. My heart eased.“She could’ve just told me,” I muttered, trying to hide how touched I felt.Reule chuckled. “That’s her way. She likes theatrics when she’s proud. And tonight, she’s more than proud.”I held the note to my chest, the moment sinking in. I was really going to become his mate and his Luna.“We’ll have
The night air buzzed with celebration. Lanterns hung from the trees, casting a soft amber glow over the pack grounds. Laughter echoed around me as members of the Gray Pack danced barefoot in the grass, their joy contagious. Smoke curled from the grills, mixing with the scent of roasted meat and sweet herbs. The sound of drums beat in time with the thrum in my chest.And yet, all I could focus on was him. Reule stood near the bonfire, dressed in black, but not his usual; he looked regal. A black button-up shirt that clung to his frame, sleeves rolled just enough to expose the veins in his forearms. His hair was slicked back, and stormy eyes scanned the crowd until they landed on me.“Stop staring,” Adriana teased as she handed me a cup of warm cider.“I wasn’t staring,” I said, too fast.“You kind of were.”I nudged her with my elbow. “You’re imagining things.”“No, I’m not,” she said with a smirk. “And neither is he. He’s been watching you all night like he’s memorizing you.”I sipp
The eastern clearing had never looked more alive. Lanterns swayed from tree branches, casting pools of golden light on the packed earth below. A breeze danced through the pines, lifting the scent of roasted meat and crushed herbs. Everywhere I turned, I saw the people I’d been trying to belong to gathered in clusters, eyes lifted to the sky, awaiting the rise of the full moon.And me? I stood just behind the ritual stone, my heart rattling inside my chest like it wanted to escape before I made a fool of myself. I wore no armor tonight, no cloak to hide behind, but just a simple silver-threaded robe that brushed my ankles, bound at the waist with a thin sash. My hair had been left down, curling in dark waves over my shoulders. Nothing about me screamed power, yet I could feel the weight of the entire pack pressing down on me.The elders stood at the edge of the circle. Marla’s expression was unreadable. Elias, beside her, gave a small nod. Reule stood farther back, arms folded, eyes lo
When the first hint of sunlight painted the treetops in gold, I was back at the edge of the council house, boots heavy with dew and pine needles stuck to my coat. The forest had been calm, eerily so. There was not a single twig cracked where it shouldn't or no tracks where they didn’t belong. I had expected the night to test me, but nothing came. There was no shadow in the trees and no whispered warning from the wind. There was just silence. Maybe that was the real test.I stepped through the front hall where the elders were already gathered. Elias turned his head as I approached, and the others followed his gaze. I saw no warmth in their eyes, but something had shifted. Curiosity, maybe, or calculation."You returned with the dawn," Elias noted, as if I might’ve chosen otherwise."I did. The border was quiet all night. I swept the route twice. Nothing unusual.""No scents?" Marla pressed, arms crossed. "No markings? No movement?""Nothing," I said. "It was clear.""Hmm." She didn
I expected rest. Maybe an hour or at least five minutes before I start my task. Instead, the council sent me straight from breakfast to the infirmary.“Clean her up and keep her standing,” someone barked.When I arrived, the healer’s lodge was already brimming with the injured. Some were warriors still recovering from previous encounters or during patrols, and others were refugees that the pack planned to take in. The scent of blood and herbs twisted my gut, but I swallowed it down and stepped inside. Lyselle, the head healer, eyed me with something between suspicion and intrigue. “Take that rag,” she said, pointing at the stained cloth on the bench. “And don’t flinch when it bleeds.”I didn’t. Not when I had to press gauze into a gaping thigh wound or when a burn blistered open under my fingers. The hours went by with steaming poultices, low groans, and tightly clenched jaws.Lyselle finally paused. “You’re steadier than most of the trainees.”“I’ve had practice,” I murmured, pre
The infirmary smelled like pine alcohol and sweat. It buzzed with quiet urgency, healers moving quickly, whispering diagnoses, wrapping wounds. I stood just outside the door, leaning against the cold stone wall. My hands were still shaking. Whether it was from exhaustion or fury, I didn’t know.Inside, Tovi sat beside Mara’s cot, gripping her fingers with one hand and cradling Kellan with the other. Reule hadn’t left their side once. His coat was still wrapped around them all, like a barrier between them and the world that had abandoned them.“I told you not to die,” I murmured to myself, eyes locked on Tovi’s hunched frame. “So don’t even think about it now.”A hand brushed my arm. I turned, expecting a healer. It was Reule.“Come sit.”“I’m fine.”“You look like hell.”“Charming.”“I’ve been told.” He offered a small smile, the only kind I ever got. Still, I didn’t move. I kept my eyes on the children. “They were freezing and starving. Mara’s leg might have been broken for days.
The wind clawed at my coat as I cleared the ridge beyond the gorge, my boots biting into frost-hardened soil. Moonrise was a lifetime away, yet the weight of it was already pressed on my shoulders. Every breath was a visible wisp in the cold morning air, and every sound of the branches snapping and snow shifting felt sharper, more pointed. I was alone, and for the first time since Acwulf’s prison, I welcomed it. They didn’t think I’d make it back. I’d give them a reason to regret sending me out here with nothing but my instincts and the fire in my chest.The scent trail was faint but real, feral, and young. Three distinct signatures. They were close once. The river’s edge was thick with ice and slush, and I had to navigate carefully, knowing one wrong step could plunge me beneath.A child’s whimper cracked the silence. I froze. It was ahead, somewhere beyond the tree line. Low to the ground, muffled, but real. My heart thudded as I crouched, brushing aside a bush dusted in snow, there
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