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The night air hit me like a shock of ice as we crashed through the window and landed in a crouch on the damp earth below. My wolf burned under my skin, demanding I shift, demanding I fight, but there was no time.Lena tugged my arm. “This way!” she whispered urgently.The scent of foreign wolves thickened, their presence pressing down on me like a vice. We weren’t just being watched—we were surrounded.A low growl echoed from the treeline, followed by another. Shadows moved between the trees, silent, predatory. I could feel their power, different from any pack wolf I’d ever encountered. These weren’t ordinary werewolves.“They’re not just Elders,” I murmured. “They brought Enforcers.”Lena’s grip on my wrist tightened. “Then we can’t let them catch us.”We bolted.The moment our feet hit the forest floor, the hunt began.A deafening howl split the night, the sound of it vibrating in my bones. Then came the thundering of paws against the earth. The Enforcers had shifted, closing in wit

Raelynn stumbled out of the packhouse, her body trembling as the weight of rejection settled deep into her bones. Each step away from the only home she had ever known felt heavier than the last, but she refused to stop. Her wolf, Becky, whimpered in the back of her mind, the pain of their mate’s rejection cutting through them both.The air still crackled with the remnants of fire, the scent of scorched earth thick in my lungs. My pulse hammered, but my instincts screamed that this wasn’t over.Lena wiped blood from her lip, her silver-lit eyes sharp as they met mine. “We need to move.”I exhaled, forcing the fire inside me to settle. “They’ll come back.”“Of course they will.” She scanned the trees, her body tense. “But now they know what you can do.”And that meant they’d come prepared next time.I clenched my fists. My fire had hurt them—it had burned through the golden veins that made them nearly indestructible. That meant something.The Wardens weren’t as invincible as the legends

The word settled over me like an iron brand.A Warden.It felt foreign, yet something inside me recoiled as if it had always known. As if my body had been waiting to hear it.Lena sucked in a sharp breath beside me. Even Logan, who had been ready to tear my throat out minutes ago, looked momentarily stunned. The warriors shifted uneasily, glancing between each other as if they weren’t sure whether to attack or run.I clenched my fists, the fire flickering wildly in response to my turbulent emotions. “You knew,” I said, voice sharp with betrayal. “You knew, and you still tried to kill me?”My father’s gaze remained steady, cold as steel. “It was necessary.”The flames at my fingertips surged higher. “Necessary?”He took a step forward, unfazed by the heat scorching the air between us. “You don’t understand what you are, Elias. What you will become.”“Then why don’t you enlighten me?” I growled.A flicker of something—hesitation, regret, or maybe just calculation—crossed his face. But i

I froze, the fire still simmering beneath my skin, my heart pounding in my chest. Her smile was not one of warmth or comfort. It was a predator’s smile—knowing, dangerous, and unsettlingly familiar.Lena and Logan both stopped beside me, their eyes wide as they took in the scene. The air was thick with tension, the stench of blood sharp and overwhelming.The woman—the woman from my dreams—tilted her head slightly, her gaze never leaving mine. “You’ve finally come,” she said, her voice soft yet filled with an unspoken promise.I could hear the crackle of the flames within me, urging me to react, to burn everything in sight. But I held it back, just barely. Something about her presence made it harder to maintain control, though. I felt that familiar pull, that undeniable connection, thrumming deep in my veins.“Who are you?” I asked, my voice steady despite the chaos unfolding around us.She chuckled, a low, melodic sound that sent a chill crawling down my spine. “You already know, Elia

The air crackled with energy as the connection solidified, something ancient and unbreakable settling in my core. The lead wolf—my wolf—let out a deep, rumbling sound that wasn’t quite a growl, wasn’t quite a purr, but something in between. It was approval. Acceptance.The others reacted immediately. One by one, the shimmering wolves lowered their heads, acknowledging the shift. The pack had chosen.Logan, still in his wolf form, let out a wary snarl, his hackles raised. Lena stood frozen, her fingers tight around the dagger at her hip. "Elias…" she whispered, her voice uncertain.I understood her hesitation. A few moments ago, these creatures had been an unknown threat. Now, they were… mine. The knowledge settled deep, an undeniable truth.The lead wolf stepped back, giving me space to rise. As I stood, something felt different. More grounded. More powerful."You passed," the voice resonated in my mind, deep and ancient. It wasn’t just from the wolf before me—it was from all of them.