Sisters in the Shadows

[Araya's POV]Morning light filters through the cabin windows, pale and cold. Araya wakes to the sound of voices outside, low and urgent. Her body still aches from her wounds, but the sharp pain has dulled to a persistent throb.She pushes herself up carefully, wincing as the bandages pull tight. The fire has burned low again, just glowing embers casting faint light through the cabin.Ronan is gone. His chair by the hearth sits empty.The voices outside grow louder. Araya can make out words now."She's still alive?""Barely. The rogues did a number on her.""And Ronan brought her here? To the den?""Apparently.""That's not like him. He never brings strays home."Araya's chest tightens. Stray. That's what she is now. A stray wolf, packless and unwanted.The door opens suddenly, and Araya's breath catches.Two women enter the cabin, and Araya recognizes one immediately. Lyra. The woman who shifted from the Direwolf that first night, the one Ronan sent to get his sisters.Lyra's dark ha

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Ashes of a Luna

[Araya's POV]Araya lies in the bed, staring at the wooden beams of the ceiling. Lyra's words echo in her mind."You're safe now. No one will hurt you here."Safe. The word feels foreign, like something from another life. Araya hasn't felt safe since the moment Jasper whispered those cruel words during their wedding vows.The door opens again, and both Lyra and Selvara return. They're carrying supplies, fresh bandages and herbs, a bowl of what smells like stew.Araya's chest tightens. She waits for the mockery to start. For them to laugh at her weakness. For them to tell her she's pathetic, just like Ronan did.That's what everyone does eventually."I know what you're thinking," Selvara says, setting down a bundle of firewood near the hearth. "You're waiting for us to turn on you. To tell you you're worthless."Araya's breath catches. "How did you know?""Because that's what the packs do," Selvara says. "They break you down, make you think you deserve the pain. Then when someone tries

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Testing the Weakling

[Araya's POV]"She won't last here."Ronan's words hang in the air like a challenge. Araya stares at him from the bed, her chest tight with a mixture of anger and fear.Lyra stands, crossing her arms. "Ronan, she's barely healed. Give her time.""Time is a luxury in the Direwilds," Ronan says coldly. "Either she learns to survive, or she dies. There's no in-between."Selvara moves to stand beside Lyra. "You're being cruel. Even for you.""I'm being realistic," Ronan says. He turns his burning golden gaze back to Araya. "You want to stay here? Fine. But you earn your keep. No free rides. No pity."Araya pushes herself up in the bed, ignoring the pain shooting through her ribs. "I never asked for pity.""Good," Ronan says. "Because you won't get any. Tomorrow, you start training. If you can't keep up, you leave.""She's still injured," Lyra protests."Then she'll heal faster while working," Ronan says. "Pain builds strength. Comfort breeds weakness."He turns and walks to the hearth, ad

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A Sister's Confession

[Araya's POV]Araya lies in the snow, her body trembling with exhaustion. Every muscle screams in protest. Her hands are bleeding from the axe work, her ribs ache from the failed hunting attempt, and her entire body feels like it's been torn apart and barely stitched back together.But she felt her wolf.For the first time in her entire life, she actually felt it.Footsteps crunch through the snow. Araya opens her eyes to see Lyra approaching, carrying a blanket."Come on," Lyra says gently. "Let's get you inside before you freeze to death."Lyra helps Araya to her feet, wrapping the blanket around her shoulders. Araya leans heavily on Lyra as they make their way back to the cabin.Inside, the fire burns warm and bright. Selvara sits at the table, sharpening a knife. She looks up as they enter."She's still alive," Selvara observes. "I'm impressed. Most wolves don't survive their first day of Ronan's training.""Most wolves aren't as stubborn as this one," Lyra says, guiding Araya to

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The Direwolf's Ultimatum

[Araya's POV]Morning comes too soon.Araya wakes to pain radiating through every part of her body. Her muscles scream in protest as she tries to sit up. Her hands are still bandaged from yesterday's brutal training, the blisters beneath throbbing with each heartbeat.But she forces herself out of bed anyway.The cabin is empty. Lyra and Selvara must be out already, checking traps or hunting. The fire burns low, barely more than embers.Araya crosses to the hearth and adds wood, wincing as the movement pulls at her bruised ribs. The flames catch and grow, spreading warmth through the small space.The door opens, letting in a blast of cold air.Ronan enters, his massive frame filling the doorway. His golden eyes sweep the cabin before landing on Araya."You're awake," Ronan says. It's not a question."Yes," Araya says, straightening her spine despite the pain.Ronan closes the door and moves toward her. There's something different about him today. His expression is harder, more intense

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All Chapters of Rejected While Pregnant: Claimed by the Direwolf Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

Sisters in the Shadows

Ashes of a Luna

Testing the Weakling

A Sister's Confession

The Direwolf's Ultimatum