All Chapters of Wolfbitten: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

GINGERI ran and leaped, targeting her with my claws. She swiftly ducked and grabbed me by the torso, plucking me out of the air and slamming me onto the large mat underneath us. So much for giving me an advantage.I tried again. This time, I lunged. Fast.Or at least, I thought I was fast.Sara sidestepped me like it was nothing. A blur of motion—before I felt a brutal force against my ribs.My body slammed into the mat, air rushing from my lungs in a painful burst. For a moment, all I saw were stars.“Again,” Sara ordered, pacing around me. “You’re not using your claws enough. You’re letting your opponent dictate the fight. That’s how you get yourself killed.”Gritting my teeth, I scrambled to my feet, forcing my breathing to steady. I had to land at least one good hit. Just one.I pushed forward, snapping my jaws toward her shoulder, but she twisted mid-air, flipping over me before slamming her elbow into my back. My knees buckled, pain shooting through my spine.“Still too slow,”

THERESA I was scanning the area when a familiar scent reached me, fragrant and unmistakable, just before I heard my name. “Terri,” Kolya’s voice called softly from behind me. I turned, spotting him partially hidden behind a snowbank, dressed head to toe in black. His night vision was dimmed, subduing his silver eyes in the darkness. “Can I talk to you?” he asked. “Of course,” I replied, my voice steady despite the flutter in my chest. He reached for my gloved hand, and without another word, guided me away from the crowd, the shadows folding around us. The smile on his face was radiant. He beamed down at me, his silver eyes softening. “I… I wanted to see you one last time before you go,” he said, his voice quiet but resolute. “Can you run with me tonight?” Guilt twisted in my chest as I shook my head. “I’m sorry… I can’t,” I replied, “I promised Gigi I’d run with her. She’s really insecure about her wolf.” His smile faltered, and he briefly looked away, his shoulders slouching un

NIKOLAII must have removed my clothing at some point, but I didn’t recall doing it. I couldn’t even remember shifting into my wolf form. All I knew was that I was wolf now, sprinting across the vast, endless arctic tundra. Somewhere along the way, I had shed not just my human form but also the fragile remnants of my identity.I no longer knew who I was, where I’d been, or who I had loved and lost. I was no one. Just a nameless wolf, running through the icy expanse as the moon glared down at me. The cold air burned my lungs, and the snow crunched beneath my paws.I sprinted faster, driven by an animalistic need to escape, to silence the flood of emotions clawing their way back. I wanted to be nothing but a creature of instinct, ruled by hunger, thirst, and exhaustion. No past. No pain. No regrets.But I couldn’t outrun my past or my losses. The heart I’d buried into a deep freezer was thawing, cracking, bits of ice chipping off. Water leaking into icicles that fell as they warmed, pie

THERESA“That's how he is now,” Gigi chimed in, rolling her eyes dramatically. “Ever since he started taking his alpha duties seriously. He does the same thing to me. ‘Gigi, do you have enough food? Is the room warm enough? Do you need more blankets? Do the rats need anything?’ He’s such a dad now!” “Hey! Hey!” He protested. “That’s ‘Daddy’ to you!”“Yes, Daddy,” Gigi responded with a dramatic, teasing whine.Tyce leaned back, his voice dropping an octave as a smirk spread across his face. “Fuck! That just did something to me. Say that again, baby.”“Da…ddy,” Gigi purred, dragging the word out with a wicked grin.“Oh my gosh! Can you guys not do this in front of me!” I complained, taking a stab at normalcy. Acting how I would have if I wasn’t crumbling. It felt like I was putting on a performance, playing the part of someone who wasn’t dying on the inside. What I really wanted to do was curl up under a huge blanket and cry until there was nothing left inside me.After we landed, Tyc

GINGER I finally found the exit and stepped outside into the cold, crisp air, inhaling the scent of winter, pine trees, and Alaskan wilderness, something that was far more abundant down here than up where I’d been living. The off-campus housing Tyce, or someone else in the pack, had found for Terri and me was practically next door to campus, making the walk home fairly easy. While the cold would have certainly bothered me before I’d gotten my wolf back, since turning full wolfy, I’d discovered extreme cold didn’t register the same way anymore. Heat, on the other hand, was a different story. While I hadn’t experienced it firsthand yet, I’d heard trips down south were sweaty, miserable getaways. Thankfully, Hawaii’s weather seemed to be fairly moderate, so my dream of a tropical island honeymoon—where Tyce and I spent the entire time fucking with the ocean as our backdrop—hadn’t been crushed. We planned to leave the morning after the wedding and take advantage of my spring break to wr