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70 - Mark me

KaylaI stayed two more nights in Hilda's cottage.The first morning, I woke to the smell of porridge and honey, a bowl waiting for me on the small table by the fire. Hilda was in her garden, her hands buried in the dark earth, and she did not ask if I had made a decision. She simply smiled and said breakfast was getting cold.I ate in silence, staring at the necklace around my throat, feeling the weight of the offer pressing against my chest like a stone.The second day, I helped her gather herbs. She showed me which leaves healed and which ones harmed, which roots could be brewed into tea and which were better left in the ground. She did not press me for an answer. She did not mention the power, the sacrifice, the choice that waited for me like a door half-open. She simply let me be, and I found myself grateful for that. Grateful for the silence. Grateful for a place where no one expected me to be anything other than what I was.But I could not stay forever.On the third morning, I

71 - Conflicted

KaylaThe silence in the car was a living thing.I could feel it pressing against my skin, filling my lungs, thickening the air until I could barely breathe. Nick's hand was still on my face, his fingers warm against my cheek, his breath uneven. I could feel the bond between us pulsing—faint, always faint, but there. Waiting. Wanting.Outside, through the rain-streaked windshield, Kira stood frozen on the sidewalk. Her face was pale, her hands at her sides, her eyes fixed on us with an expression I could not name. She had seen everything. The kiss. Nick's hands in my hair. The way we had been tangled together in the front seat like lovers caught in a moment they could not take back.I should have felt guilty. Some part of me, the part that remembered crawling into Kira's bed after nightmares, the part that had held her hand at our grandmother's funeral, the part that loved her—that part was screaming. But I buried it. I had been burying it for so long that the motion was automatic now

Chapter 72

I stayed two more nights in Hilda's cottage.The first morning, I woke to the smell of porridge and honey, a bowl waiting for me on the small table by the fire. Hilda was in her garden, her hands buried in the dark earth, and she did not ask if I had made a decision. She simply smiled and said breakfast was getting cold.I ate in silence, staring at the necklace around my throat, feeling the weight of the offer pressing against my chest like a stone.The second day, I helped her gather herbs. She showed me which leaves healed and which ones harmed, which roots could be brewed into tea and which were better left in the ground. She did not press me for an answer. She did not mention the power, the sacrifice, the choice that waited for me like a door half-open. She simply let me be, and I found myself grateful for that. Grateful for the silence. Grateful for a place where no one expected me to be anything other than what I was.But I could not stay forever.On the third morning, I folded

73 - Replace

With the chaotic mess going on in Nick’s private life, his small cottage in the forest had always been a place of quiet for him. Whenever he needed to get away from the noise and responsibilities and clear his head of the many expectations that came with being Alpha, it was his go-to spot. A shut the world out space that not many people knew of. He had overlooked how daunting leading a pack could be until he was hit with one of the best pieces of advice he got after taking up the alpha role. He needed to set aside a private space for himself. The packhouse might belong to him according to pack standards, but it really wasn’t his. It belonged to every pack member and was a secondary home to many. Nick really just considered the pack house as a communal space he worked from and slept in for the meantime until he found his mate. The mate he finally found, and he thought they could easily build a life together. Only for the moon goddess to pull a fast one on him and give him one more ma

Chapter 74

The word hung in the air between us, heavy and charged.Witch.I had heard stories, of course. Every werewolf raised in a pack knew the old tales—the covens that had once ruled these lands, the blood magic that had been outlawed after the Great Accord, the dark witches who still lurked in the shadows, waiting to prey on the unwary. But those were stories. Legends. Things that existed in the margins of history, not in a cottage in the middle of the forest, not in the woman who had just handed me a mug of chocolate and dried my clothes.I stared at Hilda, my fingers still wrapped around the green stone at my throat. The firelight played across her face, deepening the lines around her eyes, casting shadows that seemed to move with a life of their own. She sat across from me, patient and still, and waited for my shock to settle."Are you—" My voice cracked. I cleared my throat and tried again. "Are you a good witch? Or a dark witch?"Hilda's lips curved, and there was something in that sm

Chapter 75

KaylaThe forest had become a labyrinth.I had been running for what felt like hours, but the trees looked the same in every direction—endless columns of dark bark and dripping branches, their bare limbs reaching toward a sky that had opened up and refused to close. The rain was coming down in sheets now, so heavy that I could barely see ten feet in front of me. My sweater was soaked through, plastered to my skin. My boots were caked with mud. My lungs burned with every breath.I slowed to a walk, then a stagger. My legs were shaking, my muscles screaming, but I could not stop. I could not go back. Going back meant facing Kira, facing Nick, facing the truth that had shattered everything I thought I knew. So I kept moving, one foot in front of the other, deeper into the dark.The rain muffled everything. The sounds of the forest—the rustle of leaves, the call of night birds, the distant howl of wolves—were swallowed by the relentless drum of water on earth. I was alone. Truly, utterly

Chapter 76

KiraThe knock came softer than it should have.My knuckles barely brushed the wood, as if some part of me was hoping she wouldn't hear. As if I could stand here in the dim hallway of my parents' house, my hand hovering in the air, and pretend that I hadn't come to say the things I had been avoiding for days.But Kayla always heard everything. She always had.I stood there, my heart beating in uneven rhythms, a quiet storm brewing beneath the calm I had spent the last hour assembling. The house was silent around me—my parents already asleep, or pretending to be. The walls seemed closer than they had when I was a child, the shadows deeper, the air heavier. Everything in this house felt like it was holding its breath.I could hear movement inside. Fabric shifting. A drawer closing. The soft pad of bare feet across the floor.Kayla was awake.Of course she was. Tonight wasn't the kind of night anyone slept through.I swallowed, my throat dry, my thoughts tangled in everything I had come

Chapter 77

NickWith the chaotic mess going on in Nick’s private life, his small cottage in the forest had always been a place of quiet for him. Whenever he needed to get away from the noise and responsibilities and clear his head of the many expectations that came with being Alpha, it was his go-to spot. A shut-off world space that not many people knew of. He had overlooked how daunting leading a pack could be until he was hit with one of the best pieces of advice he got after taking up the alpha role. He needed to set aside a private space for himself. The packhouse might belong to him according to pack standards, but it really wasn’t his. It belonged to every pack member and was a secondary home to many. Nick really just considered the pack house as a communal space he worked from and slept in for the meantime until he found his mate. The mate he finally found, and he thought they could easily build a life together. Only for the moon goddess to pull a fast one on him and give him one more m

Chapter 78

KiraThe knock came softer than it should have.My knuckles barely brushed the wood, as if some part of me was hoping she wouldn't hear. As if I could stand here in the dim hallway of my parents' house, my hand hovering in the air, and pretend that I hadn't come to say the things I had been avoiding for days.But Kayla always heard everything. She always had.I stood there, my heart beating in uneven rhythms, a quiet storm brewing beneath the calm I had spent the last hour assembling. The house was silent around me—my parents already asleep, or pretending to be. The walls seemed closer than they had when I was a child, the shadows deeper, the air heavier. Everything in this house felt like it was holding its breath.I could hear movement inside. Fabric shifting. A drawer closing. The soft pad of bare feet across the floor.Kayla was awake.Of course she was. Tonight wasn't the kind of night anyone slept through.I swallowed, my throat dry, my thoughts tangled in everything I had come

Chapter 79

NickThe wind carried something uneasy that evening. Unmistakable that Nick felt it before he understood it. A sharpness in the air that had no business being there, a restlessness that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand. The forest outside the cottage had become quiet, too quiet, as though the trees themselves were holding their breath, waiting for the ice between him and Kayla to break. He was behind the counter, pouring hot water from the kettle into the teapot Elder Esme gifted him on his 30th birthday. As a lover of tea, she was intentional about initiating everyone close to her… Now he had a variety of teas in his cottage drawer. He picked out a soothing lemon tea, one of the favorites that he hoped Kayla would like and that would also calm her down. As he poured the tea into a small mug, his wolf was stirring beneath his skin, pacing, uneasy. Something was coming, and he could feel it in his bones. Across from him, Kayla was watching him attentively. He pushed the

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