“Rowan…” I sighed, tears filling my eyes. “I have to marry him.”“No, you will not,” he said, his tone hard. He looked at me, his eyes a mixture of anger and disappointment.“I can’t believe this. How could you consider doing it?” he spat as he stared at me in disbelief.“What choice do I have, Rowa
Morana. Rowan and I run through the dense forest, the pounding of our steps echoing through the quiet forest. The tall trees burst past us as we got close to our grandfather’s cabin. We had been running for what felt like hours. It was almost dawn, with the sun rising. Since I was still a wolfess,
Rowan’s grip tightened on my arm. “Morana, please try to understand.” He pleaded. “I’ll hold them off as long as I can, please, you have to run.” Before I could respond, the wolves lunged at us. My brother faced them head-on; his movements were fluid, and his years of training as a fighter and tra
Morana. My consciousness slowly seeped back into my mind. I jolted up while gasping for air, with beads of sweat covering my forehead. Images of my brother being tortured by Elliot kept flashing in front of eyes, sending a chill of horror down my spine. My heart began slamming against my ribcage a
My breath got caught in my throat at the sight of my brother. He was tied to the tree with thick ropes, his face bruised and bloodied. Tears filled my eyes as I looked at his body, covered with bruises and blood running down it. As sense guilt washed over me, This is all because of me. I should’
Morana. Everyone around us was so shocked at the true identity of Adrian. I noticed the sheer terror that filled their eyes when they heard the name of the infamous Lycan king. The weight of his name and his title hung heavy in the air. My eyes were still on Adrian, his words ringing in my head. I
Morana. Trembling, I reached out to check for a pulse, my heart racing in my chest as I desperately searched for any sign of life. When I finally felt the faint throb of his heartbeat beneath my fingertips, a sense of relief washed over me. Suddenly, someone approached us, and I looked up and met
His eyes moved to Rowan. “Glad to see you woke up,” he said. “Thank you for helping us, Ad-your highness.” Rowan said, his voice filled with gratitude. “You can call me Adrian.” He simply said, “We need to leave. It’s no longer safe for you both to stay here. You can move to my pack and live the