All Chapters of Beneath the Wolf Moon: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The woods behind the school always seemed to hold their breath at night. Even when the wind rushed through the branches, when crickets hummed, when the faint light of the moon cut silver across the forest floor—it still felt like the trees knew more than they let on.I tugged my jacket tighter and glanced over my shoulder. “Lucas, are you sure we’re not going to get caught out here?”Lucas smirked, his sandy blond hair glowing pale under the moonlight. “Caught by who? Your teachers? Your parents? Or maybe something scarier?”I narrowed my eyes at him. “You’re not funny.”He lifted both hands in mock surrender. “Relax. You’re with me. That’s as safe as it gets.”That wasn’t entirely reassuring. Lucas was Jaxon’s cousin, after all. Trouble seemed to run in the Carter bloodline like a dominant gene. But unlike Jaxon’s smoldering intensity, Lucas had a different energy—playful, mischievous, and the kind of person who could charm his way out of most disasters.“Okay,” I said slowly. “So wh

The meeting chamber smelled of cedar and smoke, a scent that clung to the heavy beams overhead and the old leather chairs arranged in a circle. I’d been in this room only once before, but even then it hadn’t felt as intimidating as it did tonight. The council members were already gathering, their expressions sharp, their movements deliberate, as though every gesture carried centuries of weight.Jaxon stood in the center of the room, his shoulders squared, posture unyielding. He looked every bit the Alpha-in-training, though I knew the storm beneath his calm. His wolf was restless—I could sense it in the way his jaw tightened and the faint flicker of heat that rolled off him when certain elders whispered too long to each other.Lucas sat near the back, his usual smirk dimmed into something steadier, protective. Our eyes met for a moment, and he gave me the smallest nod, a silent reassurance. I needed it. Being here felt like walking into a test I hadn’t studied for, except this test ca

The warning came before the bell rang.Whispers had a way of sneaking through the halls at the school, sharp and poisonous, carried by Savannah’s perfectly manicured followers. That morning was no different except this time, the whispers weren’t about me being “desperate” or “pathetic.” They were about to fight.Not just a fight. A setup.I caught it in fragments as I passed the lockers. Savannah’s bringing someone… He’s not from here… Avery won’t know what hit her.My stomach tightened. It wasn’t paranoia. I’d learned by now Savannah didn’t make idle threats she made plans. And if she was involving someone from outside school, that meant something more dangerous than her usual games.By third period, Lucas leaned close across our desks, his brown eyes serious. “Be careful today. I heard Ryan mention a new guy hanging around Savannah.”Ryan. My chest twisted at the name, remembering the conversation Lucas had shared with me the cruel words Ryan had thrown at him when he wasn’t ready t

I’d never admit it out loud, but sometimes I missed being ordinary. Ordinary meant predictable—safe even. Now? Nothing about me felt predictable anymore.Lately, my body has been doing things I can’t explain. I heard whispers across the hall that no one else seemed to notice. I caught the faintest crunch of gravel outside the window before anyone stepped into view. And in gym class, I’d caught a dodgeball one-handed without even looking at it, as if my body knew what was coming before I did.I wanted answers. I also wanted to shove all of it under my bed and pretend it didn’t exist. Unfortunately, pretending had never been one of my strong suits.That was why Lucas had dragged me out behind the school, past the football field, and into the edge of the woods.“Close your eyes,” he said, standing a few feet away with that maddeningly calm expression he always wore. Lucas was the kind of person who could say something completely bizarre in the middle of chaos and somehow make it sound li

The night felt heavy, like the forest itself was holding its breath. Crickets chirped in the distance, but even their song couldn’t drown out the thunder of my pulse. I sat on the porch steps outside the pack house, hugging my knees, trying to ground myself. So much had happened in so little time rival threats, Savannah’s endless venom, missions that left me bruised in ways no one could see. But the hardest part wasn’t the danger. It was Jaxon.Every day, every look, every brush of his hand left me raw. The mate bond hummed like an invisible string stretched between us, tugging at me even when I tried to resist. I told myself I was strong enough to keep it under control, but the truth was, I didn’t know how much longer I could keep pretending it didn’t own me.The screen door creaked, and I didn’t have to turn to know it was him. The air shifted the second Jaxon stepped outside. His presence had a gravity to it, pulling me closer even when I swore I’d stay put.“You’re hiding out her