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Iliana’s POV: I was lost in the world of fiction when my own world slowed down to a sudden halt. I was getting that feeling. Again. For the hundredth time now.Hair on the nape of my neck stood taller as my breathing became shallow. I clutched the book in my hands as if it were my only anchor.‘It’s nothing. It’s just in your head.’ I chanted the mantra repeatedly, even though I knew it wasn’t only in my head. I wasn’t crazy. No matter what the police said, I couldn’t be paranoid enough to imagine the same horrifying thing again and again.My heartbeat turned erratic, and ants started crawling all over my body, making me feel itchy in my own skin. I was being watched again. Like I’d been since the last few weeks.With my heart in my throat, I gathered all the remaining courage and whipped my head around to look over my shoulder.My eyes instantly closed, and my chest heaved with a breath of relief. The window was locked and the curtains were drawn. Just the way I’d been keeping them

Maddox’s POV:Whenever I thought back to the night I first saw her, I questioned whether it was a coincidence…or some twisted trick of fate.None of it should have happened. Hell, none of it was supposed to happen. She was a human, for fuck’s sake.And yet…it did. And now I was trapped in that moment, with no idea how to crawl out of it.It was the night of the Full Moon—the night when rogue wolves lose all control and their hunger turns to madness, and the desire to kill overpowers every instinct.The Council of Claw & Crescent, formed centuries ago to oversee werewolf affairs and maintain law and order in the werewolf community, had come up with a solution to prevent rogues from doing any damage to humans.Every month, a different pack was assigned to patrol the boundary forest—the dense stretch of wild that divided the human world from ours. That night, it was the Midnight Howlers Pack on duty to keep rogue activities under watch.No accidents had ever been reported. Of course, no

Maddox’s POV:I was making my way into the pack mansion when I sensed his presence.Only Eldric Fenrow could carry that kind of silence with so much grace. Back in the day, he was my Father’s Beta, his best friend, and in my earliest memories, I still remember him as one. He used to crack jokes all the time, laughed heartily, went on hunts with my father, and trained me to be a warrior.But now, after years of loneliness and darkness, it was hard to believe he was the same man. It had been 15 years since he even smiled. I had forgotten the sound of his laughter or the way his eyes lit up whenever he saw his mate. Now there was nothing but darkness lurking in those orbs.“You’re late,” he said blankly while stepping into the clearing.Turning around to face him, I answered blankly, “I was busy with something.” There was no need to mention what exactly I was busy with.He remained silent and only assessed me with a watchful gaze before finally moving toward me. His broad shoulders heave

Iliana’s POV: Cold sweat beaded my forehead. I snapped my eyes shut, wishing to escape the dreadful reality I was stuck in. But of course, it was futile. He was here. For me. And no matter how much I wanted him to vanish in the dark he came from, I knew he wouldn’t leave, not until he was done with me. Inhaling a shivering breath, I opened my eyes. I needed to confront him. So, I turned around, slowly and shakily. And the moment I faced him, my heartbeat turned erratic. With the way he was towering over me, he must be 6’2” in contrast to my 5’6”. His face was hidden behind a mask, but I didn’t need to see him to feel the dangerous, dark, and malicious aura he exuded. Even though his eyes were covered with the hood of his cloak, I could feel them burning holes in me. In that moment, I felt like prey…seen, cornered, and utterly powerless. I clutched the book tightly as if it could guard me from the demon standing in front of me. “What do you want from me?” I choked out, finally

Iliana’s POV: With a book on my lap and a steaming cup of coffee on the table beside me, I was cooped up on the couch, desperately trying to escape the nightmare my reality had become lately. I had lost count of the number of times I had read the same paragraph again and again. Even though my eyes were skimming the page, and my lips mouthed the words, none of them registered in my mind. Since yesterday, his confession had been reeling in my mind like a broken record. ‘Are you a human?’ ‘No.’ After he vanished, I clutched my bag and sprinted out of the library. Outside, I heaved huge breaths and let the cool breeze hit my face. But nothing seemed to calm the storm stirring inside me. Hurrying back to my apartment, I closed the door behind me. But…for the first time in months, I didn’t rush around the apartment maniacally, double-checking every lock like my life depended on it. Because I knew. There was no point. No lock or precaution had ever stopped him from reaching me whenev