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The second fought with hunger, with wicked delight, as though every blow only sharpened him. And Mara—Mara was the fire between them. Her pulse raced, her breath shallow, as she realized the truth. She wasn’t just caught in their war. She was the prize. And both of them were willing to burn for her. The fight spilled across the cabin. The table overturned, chairs splintered, the knife kicked under the bed. Thunder rolled outside, drowning their curses. The first slammed the second into the wall, teeth bared, spit flying. “She doesn’t want you—”

Mara said and took her hand and made her sit on the couch with her, while Alex was just watching over them. “I am not forcing myself, Luna,” Sarah said. “I love helping them and this way I really feel closer to my mother.” “You are just like her.” and this time Mara’s eyes are full of sadness. “She was the best healer I ever met, until she decided to follow Marcella to her new pack and that jerk raped her. She had some big plans in Blood Moon Pack” “What do you mean?” and Sarah is all ears because every time she talks with Mara she finds something new about her mother.

“Dante?” Mara’s silence answered him before she could form words. Gone. The hut, the forest, the whole damn mission—it had all unraveled. One moment they were standing beside their Alpha, battling through witches, and the next… everything had collapsed. Magic twisted through the air like poison, and when Luka awoke, Dante was gone, Caelum was nowhere in sight, and the two of them were bleeding out in a forgotten corner of cursed land. “We need help,fuck am too old for this” Mara grunted, trying and failing to stand. “We need a healer. Now.”

Heads turned towards each other. Through it all, Ciaran walked to my side. Gripped my hand in his and smiled down at me. The same pride lingering in Jessebelle’s face lingered on Ciaran’s. As if he had realized what I was doing. How I wanted to end all of this. Not by killing innocent men who were only following a monster. But by killing the monster itself. “Don’t listen to her! She is trying to brainwash you all!” Mariposa screamed. Maverick moved before I could stop him. He trudged over to her, cocking his gun. I screamed.

The rune light reversed, draining downward like a tide pulling back. And Kieran screamed—not in pain, in rage— because something inside the corridor had just snapped the mate bond’s leash for one heartbeat. I staggered, breath ragged. And in that one heartbeat of freedom, a third presence stepped into the corridor behind us— heavy, cold, familiar. Mara. Her mouth unsealed, eyes bright with fury. She smiled. “Perfect,” she whispered. “Now I know what to steal.” And she raised a bowl of black water over my head.

Failed. Miriam Blackthorn stood in the corridor. Her eyes moved—streamers, the arrangement of us, Rhys's hand still holding mine. Her arms folded. I let go of his hand. Dropped my head. "What is going on in here?" Rhys reached over and took my hand back. I looked at him. He didn't look at me. He looked at his mother. "Mara is our mate, Mom." Quiet. Miriam looked at me for a long moment. Not at her sons. At me. Her expression stayed warm, nearly perfect, the kind of smile that cost nothing because it meant nothing.

He was going to be furious enough as it was…but if I didn’t figure a way out of this mess… SLAM. Fuck. They were back. I sighed inwardly, and called to him through the mind link… “...Gray…We have a problem….” ... I suppose the only real way to tell this story is to go back to the very beginning… My name is Marina, but everyone calls me Mari, and I am a werewolf, in the Silver Moon Pack. Before you go there, no, we don’t fight with vampires, no we don’t eat people, no we don’t only change on the full moon.., and no, to just about any other myth that you can think of.

"your mate has been dead long ago, why don't you try begging the moon goddess to mate you once again. You know it's difficult to live alone" Lara, a member of the rogue pack and his best friend suggested him. Marcellus looked at her and then sighed. No one will ever understand the pain of losing a mate until one experiences. She was her first love and he lost her in a battle with Picaro pack. They were vicious alphas and betas, a pack of werewolves whom he hated most. And yet they killed a Lycans mate.

Mike POV I was furious. I felt like jumping on him and breaking his bones. He may be another reason why my mate didn't attend the party. She was different from other girls I met. She wasn't interested in my charm and status, unlike other girls. She was pure and innocent. Many of the students in our college were familiar with my status. They knew I was their alpha. So that means they had to do everything I said to them. They had to listen to me. That's where my life shattered. I ordered her friends to stop hanging out with her. The twins were werewolves and Ria was Dylan's s mate. So she wouldn't have a choice but to listen to him. I turned the whole class against her. I even allowed Amanda t