Semua Bab Mated Twice: A Wolf’s Dilemma: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Moonwatcher territory was colder than she remembered.The trees were sharp here—branches like claws, shadows stretching long under a bruised sky. Racheal moved fast, cloaked in the scent-masking powder the Seer had given her. Her steps were silent. Her presence barely a flicker. But her bond to Kade burned hot under her skin.Each mile closer, it flared harder.He was hurting. Not physically—spiritually. Something was pulling at their connection, unraveling it thread by thread.The council was cutting him off. Not just from her—but from himself.And she wouldn’t let them.Jaxon stayed behind to guard the Ironroot Stones. If she didn’t return in two days, he’d bring the prophecy to the other outcast packs. But Racheal didn’t intend to fail.She crossed the last border at midnight.Moonwatcher was quiet. Too quiet.The guards were fewer than she remembered. The perimeter wards had changed—laced now with h

The wind howled across the cliffs as twilight bled into night. A storm was brewing behind the clouds, thick with static, and the Ironroot Stones loomed in the distance—silent sentinels to what was coming.Racheal and Kade reached the outer edge of the glade just as Jaxon emerged from the trees, moonlight catching the edge of his blade and the silver in his eyes.He froze when he saw them.His eyes locked on Kade—still bruised, still marked by the council’s spellwork—but alive. Breathing.Then his gaze shifted to Racheal.And softened."You made it," he said, voice tight.She nodded, her own chest rising and falling with emotion she hadn’t had time to name. “Barely.”Kade squared his shoulders. “You look disappointed.”Jaxon smirked. “I’m not the jealous type.”Kade didn’t smile.The tension between them crackled—Alpha to Alpha, pride to pride. Racheal could feel it pulse through the bond. Two wolves, orbiting the same force. Her.She stepped between them before their wolves could rise

They rode hard through the dead forest, the ground brittle beneath their feet and the sky a bruise above them.No birds.No wind.Not even the wolves dared to howl here.This was Ashwood—a cursed land beyond any pack’s claim. And deep within it lay the Temple of Silence, a place whispered about in ancient lore. It was where the Moon turned her face away… and the world forgot her name.Racheal hadn’t spoken since they left Ironroot.Neither had the Moon.Her magic still stirred beneath her skin, but it was quiet—like a lake without ripples. She felt her bonds with Kade and Jaxon, still strong… but muted.As if the Moon herself had taken a step back.“She’s watching,” Racheal said finally, as they crossed into the scorched grove. “But not guiding.”Jaxon glanced sideways. “You think she’s punishing us?”“She asked for a sacrifice,” Kade muttered. “We didn’t give it.”Racheal stopped walki

The wind was different when they crossed the border into Moonwatcher lands.It carried a metallic edge, sharp with fear and the scent of gathering wolves. Somewhere in the distance, a horn cried out—three low notes, mournful and final.War drums.Racheal clenched her fists, the silvery glow under her skin flaring to life once more. The Moon had returned to her. She could feel it—steady, watching. Not controlling her anymore.Trusting her.They moved swiftly, staying off the main roads. The entire region had changed in just two nights. Patrols doubled. Fire markers scorched trees to warn of incoming threat. And overhead, storm clouds rolled unnaturally fast across the sky—magic-stirred weather, summoned by the Council's seers.Jaxon led, wolf-form agile in the tall grass, his coat dusted with ash from the cursed temple. Kade stayed close to Racheal, guarding her flank like the warrior he'd always been—but she could feel the tensio

The howls still echoed when the first explosion shook the Assembly Grounds.A wave of fire tore through the eastern edge of the crowd, sending wolves scattering, yelping, shifting mid-sprint to escape the searing heat. Trees splintered. Earth cracked. Magic flared red-hot.Then came the silence.And out of it—a growl so deep it made the ground bleed.Racheal turned as a towering figure stepped from the smoke. It wasn’t a wolf.It wasn’t anything natural.It was a twisted hybrid of beast and shadow, covered in shifting bone-plates, bound in silver runes that pulsed like infected veins. Its eyes burned molten gold, not alive… not dead… but fused with too many broken souls.Kade went rigid. “That’s—”“The Boundless Wolf,” the Seer whispered behind them. “The Council’s forbidden creation. Stitched together from the bonds they severed. Wolves who died screaming.”Jaxon stepped in front of Racheal instinctive