All Chapters of Rise Of The Golden Wolf : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

It’s been 2 weeks, and Talon and I have done a very good job avoiding each other. I’m more convinced now that deciding to stay in the packhouse is necessary for my sanity. It's the only way I can truly find my balance and take ownership of my life. If I have to control the power inside me and not be consumed by it, I need to find a way to live, not just exist. I took my first step to living and began my search for a job. I wanted something human and normal, so I went beyond the walls of the house. I wanted to do normal things and forget about the whole burden that came with bearing the same fate as Talon.Here I am now, behind the counter at Grind and Sip. A small coffee shop on the outskirts of town, Main Street, not too far from the pack house. The shop isn’t glamorous, but I enjoy the rhythmic hum of the espresso machine, I love to hear customers chatting away, and the satisfaction I feel when I make the perfect latte for someone. Working here has kept my mind busy and focused, an

“I fear there is more to come. What if there are more hunters out there for me?” I ask Talia, my voice visibly still shaking from the incident. “We’ll face whatever it is together, Phoenix,” Talia whispers to me as I sit in my room recounting the attack I just had. They had come out to hunt down werewolves, hoping to capture the golden wolf. “Run!” Talia had ordered, but as I turned to flee, one of the men grabbed my arm. Fortunately, my wolf instinct twisted out of his grip, landing a kick to his stomach, which sent him stumbling back.“A feisty one,” the man said, smirking.Before he made his next move, I shifted mid-step, allowing Talia to take full control. My wolf exploded into her full form, golden fur shimmering under the faint moonlight. My golden fur shimmering under the faint moonlight. The hunters hesitated in their comeback, obviously shocked at the sight before them. But it’s just a fleeting emotion, as one of them raised a crossbow, aiming straight at me. “Move!” Tal

TalonI stand at the edge of the clearing, my eyes scanning the horizon, where it’s been reported that the Blackfang scouts had disappeared moments before. I can already smell their foreign stench as it lingers in the crisp night air, a mix of wet earth and malice. Fools. They had the nerve to come into my territory, sniffing around for information like parasites. My presence chased them off before I even came into view. They were few and had not been here to fight. They were here to gather information; rumors have gone out about the golden wolf. The whispers are spreading and drawing the attention that I did not need. I don’t need that for my pack either. As I thought about this, tension rose up in my chest as I turned towards the path to the pack house. This is a distraction, and it’s a dangerous one. The pack does not know yet how vulnerable it has made us. A golden wolf on our land is an obvious target on all our backs. Then I saw her. She is standing just beyond the tree line

I pace up and down, outside the room where Phoenix lay, unable to shake off the heavy weight pressing on my chest. I can smell her scent, light and familiar and laced but now laced with the metallic tang of blood. A haunting reminder of how close I was to losing her. I recount memories of her charging at the Blackfang scouts and tearing them down mercilessly, i marveled at her strength while I fought the scouts that came my way. I wish it was me instead. Lucas growl low in my mind, restless and not agreeing. “She’s alive because of the strength within her. And because we fought hard against those Blackfang scouts.”I ignore Lucas, my jaw clenched as I turn back towards the door. It’s been closed for a while now, and a quiet knock echoed behind me. “You’ll wear a path into the floor if you keep pacing around, Talon.” It’s Hosea, her voice is soft but firm and it brought me back to the present. I only nodded at her words, I can’t seem to respond. I notice Mira follow with a bundle

“We’ve seen what stretching yourself leads to, Phoenix. You are powerful but not invulnerable too. The conversation continued as though we hadn’t just melted into each other eyes and listening in on our wolf rattle about their bond. “I know that too but I won’t hold back when there’s so much at stake.” She says with a soft expression, though the fire blazed softly in her eyes. Mornings pass with training drills and laughter; we’ve formed a bond between us. Phoenix moves sharply now, her strength returning in full force. Her wolf is always close beneath the surface, and I feel Lucas stir in response, a steady hum of approval in my mind. “Have you noticed the Alpha and the new golden girl? “They spend so much time together?” Another murmured. I begin to notice sideways glances and whispers flying from every corner.“They even train together. I think it’s more than that, is it? His eyes always burn for her.” Another murmured. whispers“They are talking about us.” Phoenix's voice cu