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Chapter 11

“Camp here,” I ordered. “Mark this land. We stay until I find her.”They didn’t question it.Because when I spoke, wolves listened.My tent was erected at the heart of the camp, beneath a dying moon tree. Its roots were twisted into a spiral, glowing faintly with moonlight that pulsed when I stepped near.I took that as a sign.She had been here.My wolf growled again.He didn’t want to wait.He wanted to tear through the forest and find her now.Hold her.Bite her.Claim her.But the forest wouldn’t let us.Not yet.The Dark Forest didn’t bend to will.Not even to a King.But I would not yield.“I will camp here for years if I have to,” I whispered to the wind, to the trees, to the gods and the goddess who listened. “Either I die trying… or I die longing.”Then I looked up at the sky, at the place where stars should’ve been but weren’t.“But I swear on the moon, Kyla—”“I will find you.”Even if it kills me.KYLA — POVMeanwhile… back in the cursed cabin of sass, talking root vegetab

Chapter 12

EDRIC — POV That Night. The Moon was swollen. The wind reeked of old stories.I stood by the edge of the ancient cliff that overlooked the heart of the Dark Forest. My wings folded tight against my back, golden fur bristling as the wind whispered secrets only creatures of magic would understand.The campfire behind me crackled weakly, my knights silent in their tents. No one dared disturb me when I was like this—restless, teeth clenched, eyes glowing, fists tight.Because I felt her.Not in the vague, whimsical way the elders talked about mates. Not like a dream.This was real. A screamed.A golden thread of bound magic—thin, almost translucent—slid around my wrist like a phantom chain. It pulsed. Once. Twice. Then harder.A scream echoed through me. Not in the air. In my soul.Not fear.Not death.Frustration. Exhaustion. Pain. And a whole lot of sass.I staggered forward, catching my breath."Fuck."I doubled over, clutching the burning mark on my chest. The one that hadn’t ached i

Chapter 13

Then without warning—my fist collided with his face.The sickening crunch of bone silenced everyone.Aldrian flew backwards, crashing into the side of a massive tree.He didn’t get up.The Alpha lunged forward in shock, but one look from me had him frozen in place.“Fear doesn’t excuse betrayal,” I said, low and guttural. “She was your Queen Luna. And you left her in the dark.”He would live. For now. But barely.My wolf howled again, pacing.I stood there in the heart of the clearing, the witches bleeding from their magic, my men too afraid to speak, and the cursed forest whispering secrets I couldn’t hear.But she was here.Kyla.My Luna.My mate.I looked up at the treetops, at the thick mist curling like smoke from the past.“Hide all you want,” I said, to the forest, to fate, to whatever ancient force dared test me.“But you can’t outrun me forever.”*****KYLA – POVThe days passed like lazy clouds—slow, weird, magical. Like a fever dream dipped in sparkles and sarcasm.At first

Chapter 14

Sprawled on a rough wooden bed with nothing but a frayed blanket. Her face was pale, contorted in pain, the cursed mark on her neck glowing angrily red. Her lips trembled. Sweat glistened on her brow. She looked fragile. Breakable. Beautiful.By her side?A tiny rabbit glaring at me like I kicked its grandma.A cabbage in the corner literally hissed.And—was that a tomato… crying?I ignored them.I crossed the room in two strides, dropped to my knees beside the bed.“Kyla?” I whispered. My voice cracked. I hadn’t spoken her name aloud before, but it felt like it had always belonged to me.“Kyla, look at me.”I touched her hand. Ice cold.My magic surged, golden light dancing from my palm to her skin, trying—desperately—to stabilize what the goddess had begun and the world had cursed.“I’m here,” I whispered, fiercely now. “I found you. I’m not leaving.”Please, I thought, pressing my forehead to her temple, don’t let it be too late.The rabbit snorted beside me and muttered, “Took you

Chapter 15

Few teary-eyed later.Everyone left.The talking grapevine sighed dramatically and slithered out the window. The sassy potatoes rolled themselves under the floorboards. Mr. Yellow gave me a wink and muttered, “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t narrate with popcorn,” before hopping out like the smug little parole officer he was.And just like that, the tiny dusty cursed cabin became dead silent.Except for me.On the rickety bed.Neck still glowing in faint agony.And him.The walking golden apocalypse of an Alpha King.Still shirtless. Still not apologizing for it. And yes, I noticed. My goddess, I noticed.Six-foot-something of pure, sculpted, kiss-me-then-arrest-me trouble.“You didn’t have to carry me like a princess,” I muttered as he set me down again gently.“You were weak.”“You could’ve asked.”“You would’ve refused.”“…Exactly.”His eyes flicked down to my neck again. The cursed mark had dimmed to a dull shimmer, thanks to his magic soaking into me like heat through cold skin.Bu

Chapter 16

I threw up my arms. “Are you telling me this creepy forest is enchanted to trap me like Rapunzel with PTSD and zero Google Maps?”King Edric landed again, this time breathing heavier. “I’ve circled this place from every angle. Wolves on foot. Scouts. Magic scans. There’s no way out.”“I told you it was cursed,” I said, flopping onto a mossy log like a tragic forest Disney heroine. “Welcome to my nightmare. Featuring sentient produce, gossiping grapes, and the magical equivalent of quicksand.”He folded his arms. “So we’re trapped?”I pointed at myself. “You just kissed a woman who hasn’t had a proper shower in days, was rejected, cursed, lives in a murder-witch’s cabin, and—oh yeah—can’t leave the forest.”He blinked at me. “I regret nothing.”“Sir, that’s trauma talking.”“I still regret nothing,” he smirked.“Get therapy.”We sat there, in the quiet of magical doom, while a literal grapevine tried to sneak up and listen in. I tossed a rock at it. It hissed.“I think it’s you,” Edric

Chapter 17

Few days later.So there we were. Morning number… what? Three? Four?Time in the cursed forest had the same logic as my hair before coffee: nonexistent and defying gravity.Anyway, we started the day like we always did now—me, in my oversized hoodie-dress-thing, stirring a battered pot of vegetable stew, muttering to myself and dodging sass from every sentient thing in the house.King Edric? He was sitting by the rickety wooden table, shirtless again, legs spread like he owned the continent (which he technically did, so I couldn’t even argue), golden gaze watching me like I was breakfast.“Don’t stare at me like that,” I mumbled, stirring aggressively. “I don’t have bacon.”He shrugged. “I could eat anything.”“Oh?”“As long as you made it.”I blinked.The sass in my bones loaded like a weapon. “Don’t get romantic with your royal abs in my poverty stew kitchen, Your Majesty.”He grinned—that slow, wolfish, cheekbone-flexing grin that could cause birthrates to spike—and leaned on the t

Chapter 18

I blinked, still wrapped in his arms mid-air, heart thudding, neck still sore from the burning bond, and of course I—Sassed.“That sounds like a you problem.”His brow quirked, but he didn’t respond. Just held me tighter.I kept going, because of course I did.“Let me guess. You thought you’d show up, kiss me, flex your muscles, and suddenly I’d be like—‘Oh yes, broody king, please take me and my trauma back to the palace’? Sorry, royal golden abs, I’ve been rejected before.”His jaw clenched.I looked away, watching the horizon bleed into dusk. “Aldrian said he loved me. Then he rejected me in front of the entire pack like I was garbage. Humiliated me. Tossed me in this forest like a spare sock.”I breathed. Tight. Controlled.“So no offense, Your Winged Majesty, but I’m not ready to crack open my heart like a walnut just because fate stitched us together with golden glitter and moonlight. I don’t trust fate. I trust action.”Silence.Heavy, magical, charged silence.Then, finally,

Chapter 19

Let me just say:When a six-foot-five, golden-eyed Alpha King offers to “train you,” it sounds all noble and mentor-y. But no. He meant sweaty magical boot camp with stolen kisses and dangerously distracting pecs.“Focus, Kyla,” he growled. “You can’t summon elemental fire by pouting at the spell book.”I raised an eyebrow. “I’m not pouting. I’m expressing magical frustration with style.”“You’re pouting.”I tossed a tomato at his face. He caught it. With his mouth.Because of course he did.Abs: 10Tomato dodge: 100Me: Spiritually attacked.Anyway.He showed me how to channel my magic with intention.“Magic isn’t just about words. It’s about will,” he said, standing behind me, voice low like caramel laced with sin. “You command the elements. They don't command you.”Easy for him to say. He had wings, a kingdom, and enough power to sneeze a village off the map.Me? I had a crusty old spellbook, a sarcastic rabbit, and a tendency to set things on fire by accident. Oops.Still, I tried

Chapter 20

She’s not just half-witch and half-wolf.She’s fate’s rebellion.A relic. A key. A storm born in silence.The first of her kind? No.But the first of this kind?Yes.Her magic thrums differently. Ancient.Untamable.Dangerous—if provoked.And beautiful.I see the faint glow in her skin sometimes.When she laughs.When she focuses.When she dreams.My wolf wants to claim her—now.Mark her. Mate her. Make her ours.But I won’t.Not yet.Not until she says yes with both body and soul.Not until she trusts me enough to believe that her heart is not a liability, but the center of my universe.Until then, I will wait.Hunt rabbits.Train her.Fall deeper.And when she’s ready…I will kneel, not as her king,But as the man—Who found lifeIn her magic.Kyla – POVIt started with a whisper in the wind.No, actually—scratch that. It started with me finally being able to summon a flame without nearly burning off my eyebrows.I had just completed my third perfect not so little flame spell—yes, w

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