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Chapter 96

Author: Celia Hart
last update Last Updated: 2025-05-11 07:24:42

THERESA

The chains were cold. Unrelenting. Unforgiving.

The metal dug into my fur, pressing against my skin so tightly I could feel the bruises forming beneath it. They clearly weren’t just meant to just restrain me, but to also remind me of my place: helpless, caged, powerless.

The cuffs bit into my bones, promising that no matter how strong I thought I was, no matter how much I fought, I wasn’t getting out of this.

I had told Gigi we needed to keep our minds astute. To keep mindlinking. To keep reason, retaining, fighting against the animal instincts that threatened to consume us. But it was getting harder.

I curled up tighter and rested my chin on my paws. My body ached from being in the same position for too long. Moving took energy. And I had none left.

How long had it been?

Days? Weeks?

No. It hadn’t been weeks. It just felt like it.

I was starving. I’d been starved before. This was the kind of hunger that made my stomach curl inward, that made my vision dim at the edges every t
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  • Wolfbitten   Chapter 96

    THERESAThe chains were cold. Unrelenting. Unforgiving.The metal dug into my fur, pressing against my skin so tightly I could feel the bruises forming beneath it. They clearly weren’t just meant to just restrain me, but to also remind me of my place: helpless, caged, powerless.The cuffs bit into my bones, promising that no matter how strong I thought I was, no matter how much I fought, I wasn’t getting out of this.I had told Gigi we needed to keep our minds astute. To keep mindlinking. To keep reason, retaining, fighting against the animal instincts that threatened to consume us. But it was getting harder.I curled up tighter and rested my chin on my paws. My body ached from being in the same position for too long. Moving took energy. And I had none left.How long had it been?Days? Weeks?No. It hadn’t been weeks. It just felt like it.I was starving. I’d been starved before. This was the kind of hunger that made my stomach curl inward, that made my vision dim at the edges every t

  • Wolfbitten   Chapter 95

    TYSONThe skies finally cleared, the winds died down, and the storm passed. It was time.Beta Liam had some of the warriors running through the final pre-flight checks, double-checking the fuel levels, inspecting the wings, and ensuring the plane was ready for takeoff.One of the warriors crouched beneath the fuselage, draining the fuel sumps to check for water or debris contamination. Another inspected the landing gear, kicking at the tires to ensure proper inflation while running a hand over the struts, searching for any cracks or stress points.Liam himself was at the nose of the plane, running his fingers along the edges of the propeller blades. Behind him, another warrior climbed onto the wing to test the ailerons and flaps, making sure they moved freely without obstruction."Pitot tube looks clear!" one of the warriors called out, tapping a gloved finger against the slender probe on the wing.Liam nodded and moved to the engine cowling, unfastening the latches to check the oil l

  • Wolfbitten   Chapter 94

    TYSONUpon our return, we sank into the seats that had practically become our second home in my office. I mindlinked Liam, telling him to stop by when he had a moment.He entered within minutes.“Good news, Alpha. I checked the weather reports and flight conditions. The skies will be all clear tomorrow morning. We’ll be able to head down to Anchorage. I’m making sure the runway is cleaned off and the plane is fueled as we speak.”"Beautiful," I replied, nodding in approval."We’re back on track," Nikolai said as soon as Liam left.For the first time in days, I allowed myself to relax—just a little. We had a plan. We were moving forward.But something still nagged at me."I don’t get it." I furrowed my brows. "Why take Terri and Gigi? Were they just easy targets? But why? What does someone want from my pack?"Across from me, Nikolai shifted in his chair. His gaze flickered to the side before settling back on me.Unease crept up my spine.Then he cleared his throat. "Tyce," he began.I

  • Wolfbitten   Chapter 93

    TYSONWhen we reached the penitentiary, I yanked open the back door of my car. Joe flinched but didn’t resist when I grabbed his arm and hauled him out. He moved stiffly, but he didn’t fight. He’d be stupid to.Nikolai followed as I dragged Joe into the cement building. We passed rows of cells, the few prisoners inside watching silently. A guard stepped aside, his face impassive, as I pulled open the heavy metal door leading to the basement and forced Joe through.The temperature dropped as we descended the narrow staircase. The dim, flickering lights cast jagged, erratic shadows along the damp cement walls, making them seem alive. The steps creaked beneath our weight. The harsh stench of fear mixed with the odor of bleach and stale air.Once we made it to the bottom, I shoved Joe into an old wooden chair that was darkened by stains from those who had sat there before him, most of whom had never walked back out.“Stay,” I commanded with my alpha aura.Joe whimpered and his body locked

  • Wolfbitten   Chapter 92

    NIKOLAI“Joe Shmoe,” Tyce spat from the driver’s seat. We were back in his car for the fourth—or maybe fifth—time in two days.“His name is Joe Shmoe?” I asked, raising a brow.“Joe. Joe nobody. Joe should-be-fucking-ashes.”Once again, Tyce was knuckling the steering wheel with his foot hitting the gas far too hard. At least the weather conditions had improved, and the roads were freshly plowed. But the tension inside the car may as well have been a storm in itself.The barely contained rage was rolling off Tyce in thick, heavy waves. Even as someone that wasn’t part of his pack, I could sense his alpha aura. He was in it to kill it at this point.I understood. The moment I’d smelled this man’s—if you could even call him a man—scent, I’d wanted to lose control too. My fingers twitched, aching to wrap them around Joe’s throat.“We need to keep him alive,” I said, just as much to myself as to Tyce.“That motherfucker doesn’t deserve it,” Tyce snapped, his anger palpable.“I don’t disa

  • Wolfbitten   Chapter 91

    NIKOLAIThe warriors continued to battle the terrible conditions well after Tyce and I had given up, working late into the night. But, in the end, they had no better luck than we had. Any scent of a werewolf that may have existed at some point was wiped away by the storm. Sophia was gone, vanished along with her scent.“You look like shit,” Tyce remarked the moment I stepped into his office the next morning.I dropped into the chair across from him with a heavy sigh. “I haven’t slept in two nights.”Tyce lifted his head, finally making eye contact. His sharp gaze flickered over me. After a long pause, he leaned back and folded his arms across his chest. "You really do care about her, don’t you?"I nodded in confirmation.Silence settled between us as we both sank into our chairs. Tyce lifted his coffee mug, taking a slow sip. I drank mine too—more out of habit than necessity. The caffeine had long stopped working, but at least it gave my hands something to do.Tyce finally broke the s

  • Wolfbitten   Chapter 90

    NIKOLAITyce’s hands trembled at his sides. His shoulders rose and fell unevenly, like he was barely keeping himself together. For a moment again, he looked young and lost, like a boy whose world was unraveling piece by piece. But he quickly shook his head and straightened his shoulders."I’ll do my best. I promise." Tyce’s voice was raw, quieter than before. His fingers flexed at his sides before he turned away, blinking hard. I recognized the move. The sheer, bone-deep exhaustion of trying to keep it together when everything inside you was falling apart. Finally, he turned back and said, “Give me something with her scent on it. Alpha Nikolai will help too.”Sophia’s father rushed back into the house, returning seconds later with a winter hat. He handed it to Tyce, who passed it straight to me.I took a deep breath, inhaling the Sophia’s scent, locking it into memory before handing it back.I was sure Tyce felt the same as I did. Someone had reached Sophia before we could. And now, s

  • Wolfbitten   Chapter 89

    NIKOLAIThe silence between us stretched thick and suffocating, broken only by the rhythmic tapping of Tyce’s fingers against the wooden desk and the occasional muffled sound of a voicemail message cutting in and out.Every few minutes, he tried again. Calling. Mindlinking. His expression flickered between frustration and outright fury every time the connection failed.Each passing minute felt like an hour.Tyce was relentless. Again and again, he dialed, pressing on the chosen contact of the moment, only to be met with the same voicemail box recording. Calling and mindlinking like a maniac.I couldn’t deny I wouldn’t have done the same. I just didn’t have the same means to attempt contact. So, I determined, my job, albeit impossible, was to attempt to keep him calm.Honestly, I wasn’t doing any better. My mind screamed for action, but all I could do was sit there, forcing myself to remain still. I kept blocking out the worst-case scenarios. If I let myself think about Terri in the ha

  • Wolfbitten   Chapter 88

    GINGERAs I woke, I fought against a dull, aching exhaustion pressing down on me like dead weight. My eyelids felt impossibly heavy. My mouth was dry, my head pounding. Every muscle in my body throbbed with soreness, as if I’d run a marathon the day before.This has to be the worst hangover of my life.Slowly, the fog in my mind began to clear. I inhaled the scent of crisp air and wet earth. Was I outdoors? I groaned, trying to roll over. A sharp clink echoed through the silence.My eyes snapped open.Coldness nipped at my skin—no, at my fur. My stomach dropped as my sluggish brain scrambled to make sense of it.The room—was it even a room?—was cloaked in darkness, the only illumination coming from the faint glow of my red night vision. The outlines of my surroundings took shape: cold, empty space, stone walls, and metal bars blocking the only exit. The scent of damp earth and frost hung heavy in the air.I tried to move, but the harsh clink of metal stopped me short. I looked down. M

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