บททั้งหมดของ Heal My Wolf: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Loren Luper POVThe off season wasn’t even fully over and Zeke already had us riding north like our lives depended on it.The engines roared beneath us as we tore through the dirt paths just beyond Ironclad territory, the cold biting sharper the farther we went.I welcomed it, the sting of the wind against my face helped drown out the noise in my head, helped keep certain thoughts buried where they belonged.At least that’s what I told myself.A week, that was all the break we had left before preliminaries began again. Zeke said rust killed faster than blades and knowing him, he would stand by it till death. So there we were, a pack of rogue wolves speeding toward a place that only existed because of one strange anomaly in the land.Winter's reach; an ice field bought and refurbished by the Killers MC long ago.The land shifted subtly as we crossed into it. The air grew fresher, cleaner somehow, frost clinging to grass that should have been green this time of year.The fields surround

Alpha Bladen POV We began slow preparations for the invasion that morning, while servants and staff arranged for a wedding, soldiers prepped for a day that would either make or break Bloodmoon.By evening, I could already feel the weight of the decision pressing down on me. A loss was not something we could afford, if we were to fail, not only would we attract a counter strike but we would be drawing the attention of enemy packs.Murmurs had already begun within Bloodmoon, some wolves were happy, clinging to the idea of celebration like a lifeline. Others whispered that I had my priorities wrong, that I was hosting weddings while soldiers fell ill in the infirmary and they hated it, claiming that I had failed as an alpha and a big part of me tried to believe they weren’t right.My thoughts drifted briefly to the search wolves. It was too early for reports, too early to hope and yet I did, fiercely.Whatever they found, I prayed it would be soon. Bloodmoon was growing weaker by the da

Mia Heather POVI stood at the center of a circle carved into stone, its edges too smoothly carved to be natural. The ground beneath my feet was pale, bleached of color, as though something vital had been drained from it long ago. There was no wind or sound that even my breath felt borrowed.The circle pulsed once... Then again.Each time it did, the world beyond it blurred, stretched thin like wet ink dragged across parchment. Shapes flickered at the edges of my vision; pillars, arches, something tall and watching, but whenever I tried to focus, the space hollowed out instead.Then I saw it drawn out in blood on the walls "The hollow circle."The realization of the words settled into me with a quiet dread that made my chest ache. Not that I knew what it meant, yet somehow, my body reacted to its presence.That was when I realized that truly something was supposed to flow here that something had been severed. It was as if the link between the real world and wherever this place was, ne

Loren Luper POVThe day had been relentless. Training under Zeke’s watchful eye at the Killer's MC training grounds, left every muscle in my body humming with exhaustion.Sweat coated my skin, my shirt clinging uncomfortably to my body, but the exhaustion was tempered by satisfaction. Each jog, each hockey drill, reminded me why discipline mattered.At the end of the session, Zeke gathered us, the sunlight slanting through the tall windows of the pack house dinning, catching on dust motes that hung lazily in the air as we had lunch.His gaze swept across the team with an intense focus I was not foreign to."There’s a training match against Sablethorn wolves in two days time," he started. The murmurs rose, a mixture of excitement and dread.He cleared his throat and the room silenced instantly. "If we win, you get the weekend off. Celebrate, rest, recover, all that. If we lose..." His eyes narrowed, almost daring us to underestimate him. "Strict training until match day next week. No e

Alpha Bladen POVIn that instant, the world collapsed into noise.Steel rang against steel, flesh tore flesh. The forest screamed with bodies and fury as Crestfallen closed in from every direction, their trap snapping shut around us like iron jaws.I tore forward, claws carving through soil as I slammed into the nearest wolf. His weight barely slowed me before I drove him down, teeth finding his throat, ripping soundlessly as another lunged from the side.I twisted, pain flaring along my ribs as claws grazed me, the two of us slamming the floor hard on impact. I shoved back with my shoulder, sending him crashing into a tree hard enough to splinter bark.He lunged at me once more but before he could get to me Fadrian's claw met his throat as he violently pushed hard against it, slamming the wolf back against the tree with an impact strong enough to knock a mixture of air and thick blood out of his mouth."Go! Find Callum!" He shouted and I rushed forward.There was no rhythm anymore, n