All Chapters of Wolves of winter hollow : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

POV: Amara Cross at 19.“No matter how sharp your blade, the title ‘Beta by mercy’ cuts deeper.”The cold air crept in before the dawn did—thin, biting, and cruel, just like the stares that followed me everywhere in this pack.I sat up in bed, breath caught in my throat. It had always been a major challenge. The dreams, the fire. Another face I didn’t recognize. A woman screaming my name, not Amara—but something softer and stranger. I clutched the pendant around my neck, the only thing I’d had since the day I was found on the border of Dawnshade Pack fourteen years ago, half-dead and memoryless.The dreams never stopped.Neither did the cold.And today of all days, the chill felt different.Today was the Blood Moon Ceremony.Today everything could change… or shatter.I pulled the covers off and stood, feeling the tension coil in my muscles. Nineteen years old, a trained warrior, and still I was seen as nothing more than a Beta by pity—a role I earned through broken bones and blood, no

POV: Ronan Thorn“I rejected her, and yet I can’t stop dreaming of blood.”The smell of smoke clung to my skin like a second coat. No matter how many times I bathed since the Blood Moon Ceremony, the air still tasted of ash and regret.I told myself, “Bro. You did the right thing.”It was obvious that Amira wasn’t fit to be my Luna. She wasn’t noble-born but rather a curse. She was a mystery—a stray adopted by a dead Beta with no pack legacy, no political value. Choosing her would’ve been suicide.So why did I keep seeing her in my dreams, blood streaked across her face, a ghost of fire burning in her eyes?Why did it feel like I had made the greatest mistake of my life?Liesendra by my side sat by the fire, humming a song I didn't recognize. Her fingers danced lazily over a worn page of an old tome—one of the many ancient relics her father smuggled into Winter Hollow. The red crystal pendant around her throat pulsed softly like a heartbeat.“Babe,” she cooed, glancing up from her boo

“The existing bloodbound Pov: Amira's mirage Calmly touching and gazing at the alter my eyes went straight to the write-ups on the alter.“ What could be the meaning of all these write-ups Silas?”“Those are ancient monuments of the past kept for memories and records.”Silas took me to his house which was located at the left end of the woods.(At Silas house)Silas offered me a seat.I could barely eat due to the annoyance and flashes of the past hovering in my head.“You have to eat something and rest your head Amira, you know you have gone through a lot to be still thinking of the past”Silas said.“Or maybe she needs something chilled to calm her nerves uhn”That was the voice of Nyla voss coming from behind.My head was seriously banging with flashes of memories from the past that I could hardly hear what Silas was saying.“Hello pretty, how are you?”“ My name is Nyla and it's a pleasure to meet you.”Nyla was gazing at me with a faint smile expecting a “Hi” in return but got n