Todos los capítulos de The day he Rejected Me my white wolf woke: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

He knew my name. He knew what I was. And behind him, deeper in the forest, a dozen more silver eyes opened in the dark.They were not from my pack.I should have run. Every instinct my human side had left was screaming to shift back into Lyra and run until my paws bled. But Lyra didn't move. She stood perfectly still inside me, staring through my eyes at the man in the black coat._Do not run,_ she whispered. _He is not prey. He is not predator. He is... familiar._The man took one step forward, and the snow under his boot did not crunch. It melted."Stella Ward," he said again, as if tasting the name. His voice was low, rough, like he hadn't used it in a long time. "You are smaller than I imagined."The fangs I thought I saw when he smiled were gone. Or maybe it was just shadow. Up close, he was not old. He looked maybe twenty-five, but his eyes looked a hundred. His black hair was damp with snow, his coat was open, and under it he wore no shirt. Just scars. Dozens of scars, silver l

Behind her throne, in the shadows of the ice palace, something huge opened two eyes the color of blood. And smiled with my father's face.It was not my adopted father. Beta Ward had kind eyes, brown beard, soft hands.This face was carved from cruelty. Sharp cheekbones. Black hair streaked with white. Amber eyes that bled into red at the edges. A scar over the left lip - the same scar Jaxon's father, Alpha Magnus, had.But it was not Magnus. Magnus was fifty, broad, human.This thing was taller than the throne. Its shoulders brushed the ice towers. Its body was covered in fur that was white in some places, black in others, as if two wolves had been sewn together. And when it smiled, it had too many teeth.Elara shoved me behind her with a strength that didn't match her frozen-thin arms."No!" she screamed, not at me, at it. "You promised! You promised you would sleep if I sealed the kingdom! You promised you would not touch her!"The thing laughed. The entire city of light shook. Blue

Magnus had found us.The click of rifles I heard was not one. It was twelve. One after another, metallic, careful, the sound hunters make when they don't want the prey to run before they can aim.Through the trees, lights bobbed - torches soaked in oil, throwing orange over snow that had been silver and black a second ago. And in the lead, two figures I knew better than my own shadow.Alpha Magnus Blackthorne. Jaxon's father. My adopted uncle. The man who had given me candy when I was six and told me I would make a fine Luna one day.And beside him, Jaxon.Jaxon was not in wolf form. He was human, barefoot still, wearing only the pants someone must have thrown at him after he ran from the pack hall. His chest was heaving. His eyes were locked on me - on the cloak, on the black half of my fur that was still showing because I hadn't fully shifted back, on Kael's grey wolf body bleeding from a cut on his shoulder where my ice wall had been too sharp.He saw the Cursed first. Everyone did

The light faded.Not all at once. It sank back into me and into Jaxon, like water sinking into dry earth. The Eclipse light - half silver, half black - settled over our shoulders like a second cloak, then disappeared, leaving only the faint glow of our marks. Mine on my shoulder, his now mirroring mine over his heart, but reversed - his white with black center, mine black with white center.Twin marks.I was holding Jaxon's hands. His hands were white now too, not tanned like before. His hair, which had been jet black since we were pups, was now snow white with a single black streak on the left - the exact opposite of mine, which was black with a white streak.We looked like mirror images."Stella?" he whispered again, but this time his voice didn't make my stomach flutter. It made my chest ache like family."Jaxon," I whispered back, and for the first time since I was twelve, I said his name without love, without hurt, without longing. Just... brother._It is done,_ Lyra said inside

The First Cursed Wolf jumped.He did not run like a normal wolf. He flew through the air with arms that were too long, his claws open, his mouth open with teeth that were black from frozen blood.His target was not Kael. It was me.Kael moved first. His grey wolf, Ash, was fully out now, seven feet tall, silver grey fur standing on end, eyes burning yellow. He met the Cursed in mid air.The sound of them hitting was like two mountains hitting each other. Snow exploded upward in a white cloud that covered all of us."Stella, get back!" Elara shouted. She pushed me behind her. Her white hair was glowing. Ice was forming around her hands, sharp as knives.Jaxon stood on my other side. His new white wolf was out, white with silver tips, smaller than Kael's but already snarling. His chest was still wet where the blood bullet had melted."We must fight together," Jaxon said to me. His voice was shaking but his eyes were hard. "Twin blood. Remember what mother said. Twin blood is stronger wh