Start A War Elle Thorpe Novels & Stories

This wasn’t the end. This was the beginning of my war.

"Good girl." And just like that—the war had begun.

“She’s coming back. And next time, she won’t be polite.” Elara swallowed, trying to steady her shaking hands. “I’ll be ready.” Adrian’s gaze softened slightly, almost imperceptibly, but his intensity remained. “Good. Because I’ll be right here… and I won’t let anything happen to you.” Somewhere in the city, Lydia’s smile lingered in their minds, a dangerous shadow. And Elara realized, with a thrill she couldn’t deny, that she was ready for whatever came next. The war had begun.

“You’re wolf. It’s Elara. The moon goddess’s daughter. The one meant to lead the war as said in the prophecy.” Laura hesitated… but nodded slowly. Fay’s eyes welled up “I can’t believe it’s time. I can’t believe I get to see it for myself. The war will begin soon.” Frok gave a slow, satisfied grunt “ We waited for a sign. Elara’s return. You are her.” Laura looked at them. Confusion and fear dancing in her gaze “why are you all excited for the war?” Fay wiped her eyes, steeling her voice “ Because the war is inevitable. The darkness spreads… And now we finally have hope.”

No longer whispers about legitimacy. The war had begun.

Then— “Tick tock, Volkov.” The line went dead. I exhaled slowly, my blood running cold. Elara was already watching me. “Who was that?” I looked at her, my jaw tightening. “The real war,” I said, “hasn’t even started yet.”

Isabelle looked between them. “You do that… and you won’t just be hunted,” she whispered. “You’ll start a war.” Arielle lifted the confession from the lockbox. “Then let the war begin.”

There will be more. Return the female and the heir she carries. Or the next box holds something you love. -RT The hall exploded in rage. Jaren roared for immediate retaliation.Garrick's face was stone. "He's declaring open war."Mira's voice cut through. "And he's willing to lose soldiers to prove it."Thorne's eyes were cold fire. "Then we give him war."Kai's hand found Elara's, squeezing tight. The pack was ready. Ronan had drawn first blood. Now they would answer in kind. And Elara, for the first time, felt the stir of something fierce and protective inside her something that wanted to fight too. Though she still believed it was just the hormones. The truth slept deeper. Waiting

Elena exhaled shakily, her hand still trembling where it had touched him. She whispered to herself, voice almost lost in the sea breeze, “Tomorrow, then. We start the war.”