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Chapter Fourteen
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Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Seventeen
The forest feels alive.Not in the peaceful, nature‑is-beautiful way. No — this is different. This is the kind of alive that comes from dozens of wolves sensing something unfamiliar on their land. The air hums with it, thick and charged, brushing against my skin like static.My wolf lifts her head, ears pricked, tail low but steady. She’s not afraid. She’s alert. Curious. Ready.Colton steps forward first, not turning his back on me, but leading the way with a confidence that settles the air around us. His presence is a quiet command — not directed at me, but at the territory itself.Oakley stays at my side, his magic a warm pulse against my senses. It’s not loud, not flashy. Just steady. Like a heartbeat. Like a reminder that I’m not walking into this alone.Lenox falls into step a few paces ahead, hands in his pockets, posture relaxed. He looks like he’s out for a casual stroll, but I can feel the alertness under his skin. He’s scanning the tree line, the shadows, the wind. Wat
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Sixteen
The SUV goes quiet the moment Colton turns off the engine.Not silent — quiet. The kind of quiet that feels like the world is holding its breath, waiting to see what happens next.My wolf is pressed right against my skin now, ears forward, tail low but steady. She’s not afraid. She’s alert. Focused. Ready.Oakley moves first.He always does.Before I can even reach for the door handle, he’s already unbuckled, already pushing the door open. The cool air rushes in, carrying the scent of pine, earth, and wolves. A lot of wolves.My wolf stiffens, but Oakley steps out like he’s walking into a library instead of pack territory. Calm. Controlled. His magic hums faintly around him — warm, steady, protective. It rolls off him in soft waves, brushing against my senses like a hand on my shoulder.He’s not doing it on purpose. He’s just… Oakley.He closes the door behind him and circles around the SUV, his boots crunching softly on the gravel. He doesn’t look nervous. He doesn’t look int
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Fifteen
Lenox’s car stays a steady distance ahead of us, his taillights blinking through the trees as he takes the familiar turns with practiced ease. He’s always been a confident driver—smooth, fast, but never reckless. I don’t have to worry about him. He knows the territory better than anyone, and he knows exactly what we’re walking into.I’m not concerned he’ll do something unpredictable. If anything, I’m counting on him to keep things steady.But even with him leading the way, my attention keeps drifting to the backseat.Kieara sits behind me, posture straight, eyes fixed on the forest outside the window. She’s trying to look composed, but the bond gives her away—small pulses of tension, flickers of instinct, her wolf pacing under her skin. Not fear. Not panic. Just… alertness. A wolf preparing for unfamiliar ground.Oakley sits beside her, quiet and steady. His magic hums faintly in the air, warm and controlled, like a soft current running beneath the surface. He’s not doing anything
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Fourteen
The road home is familiar—every bend, every stretch of trees, every patch of sunlight flickering through the branches. I’ve driven it more times than I can count, but today it feels different. Not bad. Just… heavier. Like the air knows something important is happening.I keep one hand on the wheel, the other tapping lightly against my thigh. Not out of impatience—just habit. The forest is quiet, calm, and the steady hum of the engine gives me too much time to think.I glance in the rearview mirror. I can’t see Colton’s SUV clearly, but I know he’s back there. I can feel the tension rolling off him even from this distance. He’s trying to keep it together, trying to be the calm, collected Alpha he always is, but I know him too well.He’s worried. Not about the pack. Not about the logistics. About her.Kieara.She’s… something else. Strong, guarded, sharp around the edges but not brittle. The kind of person who stands her ground even when the world tries to shove her into a corner.
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Thirteen
The morning air is crisp when Oakley and I step out of the apartment building, my duffel slung over his shoulder like it weighs nothing. It’s early—too early for my wolf’s liking—but she’s alert, ears pricked, pacing just beneath my skin. She knows today matters. She knows we’re walking into something big.Oakley walks beside me, quiet but steady. His magic hums faintly, brushing against my senses like a warm breeze. It’s not intentional—his emotions always leak into the air around him—but it’s comforting. Familiar. A reminder that I’m not doing this alone.We round the corner of the building, and I spot the SUV parked at the curb.Colton is leaning against the driver’s side door, arms crossed, posture relaxed in a way that’s too deliberate to be natural. He’s trying not to look intimidating. Trying not to loom. Trying not to let the Alpha bleed through too strongly.My wolf notices anyway.His eyes lift the moment he senses us—sharp, assessing, but not unkind. Lenox stands a few
Too Broken To Be Loved Chapter Twelve
The apartment feels too still.Not quiet — still. Like the air itself is holding its breath. My wolf paces under my skin, restless, uneasy, sensing the shift in my emotions even before I fully understand them myself. Wolves don’t like change. Wolves don’t like uncertainty. And right now, I’m drowning in both.Oakley moves around the room behind me, his magic humming faintly in the air. It’s subtle, like a soft vibration against my senses, but my wolf notices it instantly. She always notices him. Not in a threatening way — more like she’s aware of him the way she’s aware of fire. Dangerous, but warm. Something to respect, not fear.He stands in the doorway of my room, watching me shove clothes into a duffel bag with far more force than necessary. “You don’t have to rush,” he says gently.“I’m not rushing.”My wolf snorts at the lie.Oakley steps inside, picking up a shirt I tossed aside and folding it neatly. His magic flickers around his fingers — a faint shimmer, like dust catc
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