Alle Kapitel von Bound By Magic And Moonlight: Kapitel 51 – Kapitel 59

Hazel's Point of ViewI unlock the door to my apartment and step inside, the familiar scent of lavender and parchment greeting me like an old friend. The moment I close the door behind me, the weight of the day presses down a little harder, tomorrow I’m leaving. With Drake.My chest tightens at the thought, but I push it aside. I made the choice, and now I need to prepare.I drop my bag by the couch and head straight for the small shelf in the corner of the living room where I keep the books I can’t part with, the ones that matter. I pull down my laptop first, slipping it into its case and setting it in the suitcase that’s already open on the floor. Then I start choosing the grimoires carefully, fingers running over worn spines and bookmarked pages. A few of them are old, the leather soft with age and use. I hesitate with each one, weighing their importance. I grab the grimoire with the bloodline protection sigils, just in case, and a smaller one filled with locator and detection spel

Hazel's Point of ViewThe trees blur past the window as we follow the winding road back towards Blackwater. I rest my head against the glass, watching the world streak by in shades of green and gold, trying to settle the twisting in my stomach. There’s a quiet between Drake and me, not uncomfortable, just full. The kind of quiet that says we’re both bracing for what comes next.Then I see it.“Drake,” I say, sitting up straight, pointing ahead.A column of black smoke snakes into the sky from somewhere just beyond the trees. Thick. Ominous. My heart drops into my stomach even before the shrill, piercing tone of Drake’s phone slices through the air. He pulls it from his pocket, eyes narrowing as he reads the screen.“Another attack,” he mutters, voice low and tight.Before I can respond, movement catches my eye, shadows shifting fast through the trees on the side of the road.Wolves.At least five of them, sleek and fast, darting through the forest like they’re being hunted, or running

Hazel's Point of ViewThe room grows quiet... too quiet.As everyone processes what Drake and I just told them, silence takes hold like a vise. Amelia clutches Griffin a little tighter. Richard does not even blink, his jaw locked. Even Aiden looks pale now, eyes distant, haunted, maybe.I shift uncomfortably in my seat, the weight of their fear pressing against my chest.Then, quietly, Nicole rises from her chair. She rests a hand on her rounded belly, her other bracing against the table. Her voice is soft but firm as she says. “It has been a long eventful drive. Let me show you to your room, Hazel.”Relief flutters in my chest like a bird. I nod my head, grateful for the out. “Thanks. I would apriciate that.” I need a moment. Just a few minutes away from all this, away from the weight of what I have just said and the way it has unsettled everyone.But before Nicole can take a step, Aiden speaks up. “I can show her.”The words fall hard in the space between us, like a stone dropped i

Hazel's Point of ViewI stand frozen for a few heartbeats, my eyes locked on the forest. The sound of paws thundering against the earth fades quickly, swallowed by the dense trees. Drake’s massive dark wolf, Mark’s gray wolf, and Aiden’s sandy coat wolf are gone in seconds, vanishing into the shadows like they were never here.Only then do I exhale, the tension in my chest loosening just enough for me to speak. I turn to Nicole, who is still watching the treeline with her hands resting protectively over her swollen belly.“Let’s head back into the pack house,” I say, my voice calmer than I feel. “I will put up a barrier around it, make sure nothing else gets through.”She meets my gaze, something unspoken passing between us, a shared understanding, and a shared worry. Then she nods her head. “Alright.”We walk together towards the steps, the heavy wooden door of the pack house looming ahead like a safe haven. But I know better. Four walls and a lock are not enough against what is out t