บททั้งหมดของ Unwritten Mates : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

The morning was perfect—like, storybook-level perfect. My ankle had healed faster than anyone expected. No boot, no swelling, no pain. It was as if the universe had thrown me a bone for my eighteenth birthday. I was ready to have the best day ever.Ethan showed up early, sneaking into my room with roses and a stunning wolf charm necklace. He fastened it around my neck, his fingers grazing my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I'd never received anything from a guy before—let alone something this thoughtful. Then came the kiss—deep, lingering, and downright dizzying. My head was spinning and heart racing.But then there was Luca.Two weeks of relentless torture, and today was no different. The moment I stepped onto school grounds, he was there—strutting past with his group of bandits, tossing death glares at my friends. I had no idea what his problem was. His glance slid to me, and that smug smirk curled on his lips, like he was already planning today's round of torment. Not today, I

I couldn't breathe. My chest was locked in a vice, and my head spun like I'd been thrown off a cliff. What I had just seen couldn't be real. Couldn't. Be. Real.But it was.Ethan and Luca—their limbs twisting, bones cracking, skin rippling like waves. Flesh torn apart and reshaped until they weren't even human anymore. Monsters. Wolves.The sound of it alone was enough to make my stomach lurch—a sick symphony of snapping joints and guttural growls. My back slammed against the rough bark of a tree, and I was frozen, wide-eyed, as the chaos unfolded.My brain short-circuited.Run.The command sparked in my head, but my legs refused to move. The forest roared with growls and the violent crash of bodies colliding. Leaves scattered into the air, branches snapping like brittle bones.Then Luca's eyes—those eyes that had always gleamed with some dark, knowing fire—flashed golden through the mayhem. Ethan's massive form barreled into him, snarling, and they clashed with the force of a freight

The world tilted beneath my feet. My thoughts spun in a chaotic whirlwind, but there was no time to process everything I had just discovered—chaos reigned around us, raw and unrelenting. Luca and Ethan, bruised and bloodied, still fought with everything they had, their bodies taut with determination.And then there was the Echo, lurking at the forest's edge like a shadow given life, waiting for the perfect moment to strike again.A wild, unfamiliar heat coursed through my veins, electric and volatile. It wasn't just adrenaline; it was something foreign—a force that felt both fragile and indomitable. I could conquer the world or collapse with one wrong move. Worse, I felt connected—to Luca, to Ethan, even to the very ground beneath my feet. The sun and moon above throbbed in sync with my pulse, an ancient rhythm that demanded action.But I had no idea where to start.Ethan's voice snapped me back to reality. "Quinn, move!"His eyes flashed gold as he shifted back to human form, sweat g

The more I looked into Ethan's eyes, the more my heart ached. I couldn't bear to do this to him. Not after everything. He'd been so good to me from the very start—funny, supportive, always there when I needed him. He was there for my family, for me, when no one else was. How could I tear him apart like this?I know Luca and I have this… bond. I can feel it down to my core. It pulls at me constantly, and God, I yearn for him in ways that are terrifying. But I can't just ignore the fact that this same man has made me miserable for weeks. A bond doesn't erase all that pain. One connection can't suddenly make me forget the humiliation, the cruelty, the way he looked at me like I was nothing.I attempted to conceal my inner turmoil, but as I looked at Luca, his intense and unwavering gaze met mine, revealing all. He was aware. He could detect the conflict evident on my face, including the guilt and hesitation. I also sensed the bond strengthening between us, growing stronger and asking for

The drive back to Ethan’s place was quiet, a heavy tension hanging between us. It was becoming a habit for us to drive in this uncomfortable silence. I kept replaying the events of the last few days in my mind—the confusion, the constant tug between Ethan and Luca, the strange things happening around me. The Echo. I knew there was something bigger going on, something no one wanted to fully explain.Ethan glanced over at me, his hands tightening around the steering wheel. I could feel his nerves from where I sat, but he wasn’t saying anything, and it was driving me crazy.Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore.“Ethan, what’s going on? I mean, really going on,” I blurted out while turning to face him. “I need to know the truth about you, about Luca, just about… everything.”He clenched his jaw, and I knew he really didn't want to discuss everything now, but I left him with no choice.“Okay,” he muttered, his eyes fixed on the road. “You deserve to know. I just don’t know where to start.”