All Chapters of W.I.L.D.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

15 Chapters

Prologue – Seven Years Ago

The sun was setting behind the rolling cliffs, casting golden rays over the grassy plains like the final bow of a performer who knew how to milk a standing ovation. Serenya leaned back in the grass, arms folded beneath her head, grinning as Riko attempted—and failed miserably—to balance a stick on his nose while running like a drunk colt.“I’m gunna be the fastest stallion ever born!” he yelled mid-lurch.“You mean the clumsiest,” Lira teased, tossing a pebble at him.“More like the first one to sprain his ankle before he even shifts,” added Kaelin, chuckling as he snagged another handful of wild berries from Serenya’s woven pouch.Serenya rolled her eyes. “Y’all are just jealous. He’s obviously in training for the Grand Gallop of Idiots.”They erupted into laughter, the kind that tightened your ribs and warmed your cheeks, the kind that made you forget about the qu

Last Updated : 2025-11-04

The Ones Who Burned

“You’re not going.”Her father’s voice cracked like a whip across the tent, heavy with finality. But Serenya stood her ground.Bare feet braced on the hide-lined floor, fingers clenched at her sides, she stared down the only man whose approval had ever meant anything to her—and for the first time in her life, she didn’t care if she had it.“I wasn’t asking for permission,” she said evenly.Arava, her mother, stepped between them, the lines on her face drawn tight with worry. “Serenya, we’ve been through this. The tribe needs stability. You need to heal. We can’t lose you too.”“You already lost me,” Serenya said quietly, “the moment those monsters crossed the border and slaughtered half our people while everyone stood frozen.”“That’s not fair,” her father snapped, jaw tightening. “We did wha

Last Updated : 2025-11-04

The Queen’s Land

The wind shifted the moment Solana crossed the invisible threshold between one world and the next.It was more than a border. It was a tether snapping taut in her chest. Something ancient stirred in her bones, and Serenya pressed forward in shared recognition.They were here.She galloped across the soft forest floor, hooves hammering in rhythm with her heart, mane streaming behind her like a banner. The scent of pine and fresh water thickened as she followed the trail toward a lake nestled in the heart of Blood Moon territory. The pull in her chest became magnetic.And then—the howls.Long, loud, and bone-deep. They rose from the woods like a chorus of ancestral ghosts. Solana didn’t slow. She couldn’t. The call wasn’t just in her ears—it was in her soul.This is it, Solana nudged at their thoughts. We’ve found them.The trees thinned ahead, opening to a beach of smooth river ston

Last Updated : 2025-11-04

The Wild Returns Home

Serenya wasn’t sure if Cheyenne’s cabin had always had this many weapons hanging on the walls… or if she was just now noticing them. Axes, bows, daggers, something that looked suspiciously like a modified cattle prod—all arranged like a psychotic Pinterest board of violence.“Okay,” Cheyenne said, dragging a heavy duffel onto the floor between them with a thunk. “Welcome to Day One of Are You a Guardian or Just a Glorified Saddle Club Member?”Serenya arched a brow. “You think I’m here for a trophy?”“No,” Cheyenne said, opening the bag with a grin. “But I do think it’s time to find out if that horse of yours can gallop into hell without breaking a nail.”From the corner of her mind, Koa gave a low chuff that somehow sounded like approval.Cheyenne tossed a dull training blade into Serenya’s hands with a smirk.

Last Updated : 2025-11-04

One Big, Beautiful, Dysfunctional Family

By the time the sun had started its slow dip behind the trees, the beach near Blood Moon’s lake was already glowing with orange light and the smell of woodsmoke. Someone had set up a bonfire ring, courtesy of Gunner and Ben (and by "courtesy," we mean forced labor by mate guilt), and the pack had started gathering in their usual chaotic way.Ben manned the grill with an apron that read “Alpha Dad Bod Loading”, a gift from Chelsea that had everyone howling. Chelsea sat nearby, perched on a blanket with Darian in her lap, feeding him bites of fruit while also tossing sass at her mate.“Don’t burn the burgers again, Ben,” she called. “This isn’t college.”“That was one time—”“And it smelled like charred regret for a week.”Serenya, however, stood a bit apart at first, her bare feet digging into the sand and her wide blue eyes trying to track

Last Updated : 2025-11-04

Riddles and Whispers

The fireplace still crackled with gentle heat, casting flickering shadows across the walls of Cheyenne’s cabin as the group sat circled around the low coffee table, pages of scrawled notes and old books spread across every available surface. The atmosphere had mellowed from panicked deciphering to something a bit more focused—but still chaotic.Tora blew a strand of hair out of her face. “Okay, so we’ve narrowed the prophecy down to… vague doom, probable fire, and maybe baby dragon apocalypse.”“Love that journey for us,” Cheyenne muttered, flopping back onto the oversized beanbag in the corner. “I’d like to officially file a complaint with the universe. This is not the kind of epic Guardian problem I signed up for.”Before anyone could respond, Chelsea stood abruptly and pointed at her. “You. Come with me.”Cheyenne blinked. “I didn’t steal your snacks this time, I

Last Updated : 2025-11-04

Tiny Tornadoes & Toddler Teeth

The prophecy could wait.At least for one glorious, cookie-fueled day.Tora had declared a break from riddles and revelations, summoning everyone to her and Jax’s cottage for what she called “a soft reset”—Guardian code for “let’s throw the toddlers into a yard and hope no one gets a concussion.” The sun was warm, the grass soft, and the air buzzing with the kind of chaotic joy only toddlers could generate.Cheyenne lounged in a lawn chair, sunglasses on and her third juice pouch stolen by Kael.“Yes,” she muttered sarcastically, “truly the reward for saving the world. Theft by sippy cup.”Kael giggled maniacally as he ran away with his prize. “I fast!” he declared proudly, cheeks pink and hair tousled from all the running. His twin sister, Liora, followed close behind with two fists full of snacks and not a care in the world.“Snacks are not currency!”

Last Updated : 2025-11-05

Not the M&M Factory

The clang of claws against sparring mats and the occasional grunt of pain echoed across the clearing. Cheyenne, sweating slightly and looking way too pleased with herself, casually stepped over a groaning Gunner. He gave her a look like he was dying, and she blew him a kiss in response.“Get up, cupcake. You can’t shift into your wolf if you’re still nursing your pride.”“That’s rich coming from someone who broke my rib two minutes ago,” Gunner muttered.“I kissed it better.”“You kissed my forehead.”“Details.”Cheyenne was about to call the next pair forward when a figure approached from the tree line—Serenya, her face unreadable but her pace determined.Cheyenne raised a brow. “We takin’ a break from ‘how to not get yeeted into a tree’ practice, or is this something serious?”Serenya nodded slowly. &ldqu

Last Updated : 2025-11-06

Shadows That Don’t Fade

Cheyenne narrowed her eyes as the last of the group filtered out of the living room. Laughter still echoed down the hall where the others had returned to their rooms or the kitchen, but she stood frozen, gaze locked on one thing:The look.The shared, tight-lipped, barely-there glance exchanged between Gunner and Ben the moment Serenya described the monsters—the shrieking, red-eyed horrors with warped limbs and ancient hate.She waited until the sound of Liora squealing somewhere outside distracted the others, then jerked her head toward the hallway.“You two. My office. Now.”Gunner stiffened slightly. Ben didn’t even try to play dumb.They followed her without a word.The moment the door clicked shut behind them, the quiet swallowed them whole. Charlie’s soundproofing spell pulsed gently against the walls, faintly glowing like heat shimmer.She didn’t sit. Neither did they.

Last Updated : 2025-11-07

Weighted Silence

The rhythmic clank of weights dropping onto rubber flooring echoed through the mostly empty gym, each thud a physical punctuation mark to Cheyenne’s chaotic thoughts.She gritted her teeth and exhaled slowly, lifting again, sweat beading across her brow. The bar shook slightly in her grasp, but she powered through, letting the burn in her muscles chase away the overload in her brain. Her arms trembled, not from weakness but from holding everything in for far too long.The prophecy. The lost herd. The monsters. The fact that history might be repeating itself—and worse, that no one had any clear idea of how to stop it.Koa?I’m here, her wolf murmured gently from the back of her mind, her presence warm and steady, like a fire glowing low in the hearth of her soul.“Just making sure,” Cheyenne muttered aloud, breathless as she let the weights down with a controlled thud. “You’ve been

Last Updated : 2025-11-08

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