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I didn't move.The growl came again, low and threatening, vibrating through the wooden door like a warning. My hand tightened around the knife, my breath caught in my throat. Through the gap beneath the door, I saw shadows moving—paws, large ones, pacing back and forth.He had left a guard.Of course he had.I backed away from the door slowly, silently, until my legs hit the edge of the bed. I sank onto the furs, still clutching the knife, my mind racing. There was no escape tonight. Not with a wolf outside that door. Not without a plan.I looked at the window again. Too small to shift and climb through. Even if I could shift—which I couldn't control—I'd never make it. The guard would hear. Ronan would hear. And then...I will drag you back myself. I will break you.I shoved the knife beneath the furs on the bed and lay down, still in my white dress, still trembling. Sleep was impossible, but I closed my eyes and forced my breathing to slow. I would need my strength. Tomorrow. The nex

The shadow moved at the window, and my heart stopped.Ronan didn't notice. His attention was fixed on me, his golden eyes gleaming with anticipation as he stepped closer. The door was locked behind him—I'd heard the bolt slide into place. The windows were small, too narrow for a wolf to pass through. I was trapped."You've been brave," Ronan said, his voice low and almost conversational. "I'll give you that. Most bitches would be weeping by now." He reached out and traced a finger along my jaw, and I flinched. "But bravery ends tonight. Tonight, you learn submission."I backed away until my shoulders hit the wall. The furs on the bed loomed to my left, soft and inviting—a trap disguised as comfort. Ronan followed, slow and deliberate, enjoying my fear."The thing about half-bloods," he continued, "is that they never know their place. Two wolves fighting inside one body—it makes you unpredictable. Wild." He smiled, and it was the smile of a predator toying with prey. "I'm going to enjo

"They're back," Stellan breathed. "But this time... they brought more."I shot up, my heart hammering against my ribs. The cave was dark—the faint light from the entrance barely reached us—but I could see Stellan's eyes glowing in the darkness, reflecting something I couldn't see."How many?" I whispered.He was silent for a moment, listening. "Five. No, six. And one of them is... different. Stronger."Ronan. It had to be Ronan."We can't stay here," I said, already scrambling toward the back of the cave. "Is there another way out?"Stellan's hand caught my wrist. "Wait."I froze. In the silence, I heard it too—footsteps, but not at the cave entrance. Above us. On top of the rock face."They're surrounding us," I breathed.Stellan pulled me back against him, his body a wall of warmth and muscle. "When they come, stay behind me.""You're injured! You can't fight six wolves!""I can try."The arrogance of it—the sheer, stupid bravery—made me want to laugh and cry at the same time. This

Bjorn's words sent ice through my veins. "He found us? How?"The old man was already moving, grabbing a worn leather bag from beside the hearth and stuffing it with supplies. "The bond," he said grimly. "Ronan's bond to you. It's like a leash—he can feel you, sense you, especially when you're scared or hurt."I looked down at myself, at my bleeding feet, my torn dress, my trembling hands. I was scared. I was hurt. Of course he could feel me."What do we do?" I asked, my voice small.Bjorn paused, his burning eyes meeting mine. "You run. Both of you. I'll lead them away.""No!" The word burst from me before I could stop it. "You can't—he'll kill you—""I'm an old man, girl." Bjorn's voice was calm, almost amused. "I've lived longer than most. If my death buys time for an Alpha and his Luna, that's a trade I'll make gladly.""He's not my—we're not—" I stumbled over the words, my face heating despite everything.Bjorn's eyes softened. "Not yet, maybe. But the moon works in mysterious way

The torches below flickered like a river of fire, cutting off our path north."We're trapped," Maeve whispered, her voice hollow.Stellan's grip on my hand tightened. His eyes scanned the valley, calculating, searching for any gap in the line of hunters. There was none. Kael had surrounded us."How did they get ahead of us?" I asked, my voice shaking."They know these woods better than we do," Maeve said. "They took the low passes while we climbed the ridge. They've been herding us."The howls behind us grew louder. The wolves below answered. They were closing in from all sides.Stellan released my hand and stepped forward, his body tense. "I'll draw them off. You two go east, toward the river.""No." The word came out before I could stop it. "You can barely stand. You'll die.""Maybe." He turned to face me, and in the moonlight, his blue eyes were calm. Certain. "But you'll live.""I won't let you—""You don't have a choice." He cupped my face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away t