Semua Bab I FOUGHT THE BOND: He Fought For Me: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Raine Ashford Have you ever woken up and wondered why the hell the universe hates your guts? Yeah, that’s been me for the past week. The academy’s staff had dragged my sorry ass to the infirmary, and when the doc checked me out, it turned out it wasn’t just me who broke… Raven, my wolf, was practically dying on the inside, too. They pumped me full of whatever painkillers they had, sent me home, and told me to “rest.” After the biggest, most humiliating birthday of my life, I’ve been locked up in my room. The physical pain is gone, but my heart’s still in shambles. I shuffle over to the mirror, and holy hell… I look like a walking disaster. Puffy hazel eyes, red nose, the whole nine yards. But whatever, it’s not like I’ve got anyone to impress. I run my fingers through my hair, trying to make the long-ass red curls look less like I’ve been crying for over a week. My oversized T-shirt and baggy pants don’t help, but these are the only things my parents let me wear. Apparently, l

Drake Harrington Mornings are hectic. They’re rarely quiet. Always chaotic, always noisy. And I hate that. I crave quiet. Quiet means control, and I thrive on control. Mornings, for me, usually begin with an alert on my phone: rogue sighting on the eastern border. Then come the countless messages from council members, demanding updates I haven’t even had time to draft. It’s not easy juggling both roles. Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack and a student at the academy. I’ve been Alpha since I was seventeen. My parents were killed in an accident, and their deaths forced the title onto me. I was supposed to graduate from the academy two years ago, but something happened. Something I’m not ready to talk about. According to the clues I found, this should be the best time. So, here I am, back at the academy. Fortunately, the tradition of completing my studies at the Shadow Academy can help me conceal my intentions. It’s what our kind lives by. Every Alpha, every werewolf, must complete the

Raine Ashford On the first day back at school, I sat in the school clinic again. This time, the person who needed treatment was not me, but Jason. Because I punched him in the equipment room.Yes, I punched an Alpha, and another Alpha saw it.I glanced over at the bed... and there he was. Alpha Jason. His chin was purple and his lip was bruised. I guess I pushed too hard.Clara’s parked right next to him, bawling. Wiping fake tears, all while shooting me death stares. “Why are you doing this, are you going to murder him?” Oh, please. She knows exactly why. I was behind the closet, trying to put on my coat quietly, when there was a sound of something heavy falling from the cushions. I peeked out and saw Clara lying on the mat with Jason in her arms. Jason was pressed all over Clara, his eyes were golden. I heard that only male werewolves would do that when they smelled their mate in heat.The pheromones emitted by a female wolf in estrus will cause a male wolf to lose his mind and d

Raine Ashford So this is what all about. She tricked me into coming to this "private" place and talked to me like she’s the queen.I throw my hands up, trying to sound as genuine as I can manage. “Look, I’m sorry, alright? I didn’t mean to do that, Alpha Jason is my mate…” “Shut the fuck up.” Clara cuts me off before I can even finish. “You're nothing but a slimy little bitch.” “Wow, calm down, Clara. We’re not enemies.” But that fake-ass polite mask of hers is gone, like ripped clean off her pretty little face. She’s staring me down like I just pissed in her morning coffee. “You think I’m joking right now? You really think you’re the first sneaky, lowlife, dick-hungry wench to try stealing my man. Bitch, this is the last fucking time anybody tries me.” I let out a sharp laugh even though my stomach’s twisting into knots. “You’ve got it all wrong, Clara. I don’t want your precious Alpha Jason. You can rest easy and stop acting like a fucking crazy-ass girlfriend.” The second tho

Raine Ashford Immediately we step outta the principal’s office, I let out a groan and rub my sore-ass face like that’ll fix my whole pathetic life. I turn to Matt and Lana, feeling like the world’s biggest dumbass. "I’m so sorry, guys," I mumble, barely keeping my shit together. "This is all on me. I shouldn’t have trusted Alpha Clara." Lana waves me off. "Girl, it’s not your fault. Principal Stones just hates our guts. If breathing wasn’t necessary, she’d probably write us up for that too." “Yeah, it’s whatever.” Matt snorts, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I mean, I’m scared shitless about moving to the first quarter, but if you and Lana are stuck with me, I guess I’ll survive." Lana nods along. "Same. I just hope those psychos don’t fucking kill us or something.” I smack my fist against my palm, trying to sound braver than I feel. "Don’t worry, I got you both. I swear, I’ll bite their damn hands off before I let them mess with you." “Speaking of saving,” Matt glances at m