LOGINSoyera POVThe words hit me like a punch to the chest. Vulnerable. Weak. Almost human.In the middle of a war, with hunters tracking us and enemies closing in, I'd have to make myself completely defenseless."There has to be another way."Silas shook his head. "I've been reading this journal for hours. The Rogue Uncle was thorough. He made sure there was only one way to undo what he'd done. He didn't want any Blackwood escaping his vengeance.""Then why write it down at all? Why not let the curse destroy the bloodline and be done with it?"Silas stared at the journal, his expression unreadable. "I don't know. Maybe he wanted someone to know. Maybe he wanted to be remembered. Or maybe..." He trailed off, frowning."Maybe what?""Maybe he didn't write this part." He flipped through the pages, pointing at the handwriting. "The first part is one hand. This part is different. Same ink, same style, but more careful. More deliberate. Like someone was copying what the Rogue Uncle wrote.""Who
Soyera POV Lucius had retreated to the entrance, his back against the rock wall, his eyes still glowing faintly in the darkness. Silas had gone back to his corner, his hands still shaking slightly as he picked up his tools and pretended to clean them.I sat with Jax's head in my lap, watching the two of them pretend they hadn't almost torn each other apart. I hated the way they couldn't look at each other.I hated the way Lucius kept clenching his jaw like he was biting back words. I hated the way Silas kept his eyes fixed on his hands like he was afraid of what he might do if he looked up.But I couldn't fix it. Not now. Not when Jax was still healing, and we were still hiding in a cave while hunters tracked us through the forest. Not when everything felt so fragile that one wrong word could shatter it.I pressed my fingers into Jax's hair and focused on the rhythm of his breathing: in and out, slow and steady.He was alive. That was what mattered. Lucius eventually stopped sta
Soyera POVI felt the tears coming then, hot and sudden. I blinked them back, refusing to let them fall. Jax reached up with his good hand, and his fingers brushed my cheek."Hey," he said softly. "I told you I was going to be fine.""Liar," I managed."You are the liar," he said. "Remember? You are the one who said you were not going anywhere."I laughed, wet and shaky. "I'm not.""Good," he said. "Because if I die, I am glad it was fighting beside you."I leaned down and kissed his forehead, feeling the heat still there but less intense now. "You are not dying," I said firmly. "I will not let you."He smiled, a real smile this time. "I know. That is why I am not worried."I sat there holding him, watching the wound continue to heal. The others moved around us, gathering supplies and preparing for the night. But my focus stayed on Jax, on the steady rhythm of his breathing and the way his hand stayed wrapped around mine."We need to be careful," Silas said eventually. "The silver poi
Soyera POV I pressed my palm against Jax's forehead and felt the heat radiating off his skin like a furnace. His breathing was slowly becoming shallow, barely looking at him one would know that he is in deep pain and that made my chest tighten.I let go of him and called Lucius to check up on him ."How bad is it?" I asked Lucius, not taking my eyes off Jax's face.He crouched beside us, His fingers touching over the wound on Jax's shoulder "Bad," he admitted. "The silver is deep. Multiple shards. He took a direct hit from one of those bolts."Jax's hand found my wrist, gripping with surprising strength for someone in his condition. His eyes fluttered open, unfocused and glassy."Sora," he breathed. "You're still here.""I'm not going anywhere," I said, forcing steadiness into my voice. "You're going to be fine.He tried to smile, but it came out more like a grimace. "You always were a terrible liar."I wanted to argue with him, but Silas walked in with some herbs in his hands.
Soyera POVI woke to the sound of voices.For a moment, I didn't know where I was. The ceiling above me was low and rough, made of wood and stone, nothing like the grand halls of the Estates. The air smelled different too, earth and pine and the faint tang of old smoke.Then I remembered. The safe house. The resistance fighters. My mates.I sat up slowly, my body aching from the previous day's exertions. The cot beneath me was narrow and hard, but it had been a luxury compared to sleeping on the forest floor. I looked around the small room, taking in the rough-hewn walls, the single window covered by a heavy curtain, and the door that led to the main chamber.My mates were already awake. I could hear their voices through the door, low and serious. They were planning, strategizing, doing what they did best.I stood, stretching my sore muscles, and made my way to the main room.Elara was there, along with a handful of other resistance fighters. They were gathered around a large table co
Soyera POVThe map Silas had deciphered led us through tunnels I hadn't known existed, passages that twisted and turned beneath the Estates like the veins of some ancient beast. My legs burned and my lungs screamed, but I couldn't stop, not now, not when we were so close to freedom.Jax was beside me, his hand gripping mine. He was still pale, still favoring his wounded side, but he refused to let me go. Lucius brought up the rear with his sword drawn, ready to protect us from anything that might follow. Silas led the way, his magic casting just enough light to see by.Behind us, I could hear the sounds of pursuit. The Council guards had found our trail, and they were closing in fast."Faster," Lucius urged. "They're gaining on us.""I'm going as fast as I can," I panted.The tunnel opened into a narrow crevice, barely wide enough for us to squeeze through. Silas went first, his body disappearing into the darkness. I followed, feeling the rough stone scrape against my skin, then Ja
Chapter 1Soraya"You are a disgrace, Soraya," my father hissed. The words were low, but his eyes were full of a weird kind of terror. Because right now he was losing his status. All because I was supposed to be the girl who poisoned the Luna. Which is a total joke, by the way. I can barely brew
Chapter 4SorayaI don't get it, Soraya. I can feel it. They're our mates….. something does feel off, but the bond really is there. Maya's internal voice was a mix of confusion and terrifying excitement, a dissonance that made my head spin. How could she even consider this a good thing?"Shut up,"
Chapter 3SorayaThey fucking knew. Those fuckers literally knew I was innocent. But instead of being decent human beings—or wolves—they were using it as a leash. On me. Of all wolves..I barely slept a wink in the tiny, cramped servant’s quarters. Every time I closed my eyes, I felt the phantom p
Chapter 2SorayaWe pulled up to the main building, which looked more like a gothic castle than a school. As soon as the door opened, the smell of too many high-rank wolves hit me like a physical punch. "Out," Lucius said. He didn't even look at me. He was already checking something on his phone,







