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Tjeck’s secret

Penulis: Lost in love
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-19 20:23:52

*Tjeck*

I close the door to my office, casting a questioning glance at Thorn, who has settled himself behind my desk with his feet propped up on the table, as if he owns the place. Once upon a time, he did belong here, but he never belonged in this office.

"You’re never going to get anything useful out of her, Tjeck," Thorn says, his tone laced with amusement as if he find my attempt to train a daughter of the upper packs in our way of life funny.

Thorn is the strong one… always has been. He mastered control over his body first, giving him an edge in hand-to-hand combat. Yet, when it comes to his views on she-wolves and their place in pack society, he’s stuck in the past, too much like Kress.

"And why shouldn’t I?" I retort, flopping down across from him and resting my legs next to his on the table. "She definitely doesn’t lack drive after Zombie’s attack."

"She’s tearing The Shadows apart," Thorn counters, pulling his feet off the table and leaning forward, his expression shifti
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    *Tjeck* When I arrive at the apartment, Kattie and KC are in the living room. KC has his arm protectively around Kattie. "Are you okay?" I ask her, resisting the urge to take KC's place. It feels like protecting her should be my job. "Amber came to you," Kattie says, a note of relief in her voice. "Did he hurt her?" The worry creeps in, and she adds, "I shouldn't have run out on her like that." "She’s fine. He managed to say some very unfortunate things to her, and she ended up hitting him, but no, he didn’t lay a finger on her." I settle onto one of the beer crates in front of her. "You can’t save everyone." "Clay should have stayed," KC says. "He was the last one to leave them." "Clay chose the she-wolf he loves." I give Kattie's arm a gentle squeeze. "Where is he now?" "He went after Adis when we heard one of the motorbikes take off." Kattie sighs. "He didn’t want me to go." "Good. That means he's finally living up to his responsibilities. I'm keeping Amber with me for now…

  • The lost packs   Never want to see him again

    *Amber* It takes an hour for Logan to return, and when he does, he's empty-handed. He hasn't been able to locate KC, and he apologizes sincerely for his failure. "Then you'll have to help instead," Kattie says, leaning forward with determination. "I don’t know how much KC has shared with you, but he and I have stopped selling drugs.""Yeah, I know," Logan replies. "If I had the same safety net, I would have followed your example.""Thank you, but the problem is that both Adis and Clay think we’re being foolish. It's time for something drastic." A smile spreads across her face, as if she has a plan. "I want you to go to Adis and tell him that Amber and I plan to speak to all the members, turning them against him, Clay, and the drugs.""What?!" Both Logan and I stare at her in disbelief. "Are you seriously going to do that?" Logan asks, incredulous. "That would tear The Shadows apart.""Exactly," Kattie says, her expression smug. "Which means Adis will be forced to act before we can

  • The lost packs   Kattie starts a revolution

    *Amber* I am tired when Tjeck drops me off at the apartment in the late afternoon. The weight of the day lingers in my bones, a dull ache that refuses to fade. I hadn’t truly breached Thorn’s defenses, apart from that one meager hit that felt more like a lucky fluke than an achievement. But both Thorn and Tjeck seem optimistic, and for the first time, I’m beginning to understand the thrill of the challenge. Unfortunately, Thorn doesn’t have time to train me over the next few days, so I’ll have to work with Tjeck instead. It will have to do. Thorn has given me a taste for this new world, and now it feels less like I’m battling a person and more like I’m testing the limits of a fortress, probing for weaknesses in a wall that stands between me and something primal. When I step into the apartment, the silence greets me like an old friend. I slump onto the couch, feeling the soft fabric mold around me, and start flipping through the newspaper left on the coffee table. It’s a couple of

  • The lost packs   This is Thorn

    *Amber* When Tjeck returns, he isn't alone. Beside him walks a guy who seems to be around my age, even taller than Tjeck and broader across the chest. His dark, wavy hair frames a chiseled face adorned with heavy stubble, and a tattoo of The Stars curls around his neck… a mark of his allegiance to his pack. "Amber, this is Thorn," Tjeck introduces him, a hint of pride in his voice. "He’s Kress's beta and my friend. And he’s the absolute best at training others in hand-to-hand combat." I've heard people talk about Thorn before, often likening him to a younger version of Kress, as if he were the younger brother Kress had taken under his wing. But he is nothing like what I expected. "You don’t look like Kress at all," I blurt out as Thorn steps into the ring and extends his hand. My palm nearly disappears in his powerful grip. "Thank you," he replies, his handshake firm and his hazel eyes warm, carrying a familiarity that tugs at my memory. "I’ll take that as a compliment. At least

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  • The lost packs   Alpha talk

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