My beast had been alternating between snarls and whines all night. His anger would overflow at the disappearance of our mate, and his hackles would rise. More than once, I had to stop myself from turning after he had already initiated it. When he wasn't snarling and growling for her return, he was w
Mrana Ambrose."Who are you?" I demanded, looking at the dark corner."I've been waiting a long time for you, Morana." The man stepped forward into the dim light. He was tall, and the aura around him screamed of his Alpha status. He had brown hair and looked no older than thirty. His eyes, a piercin
Morana In the heart of the dark forest called Mistwood Hill, where the tall trees stood watch and the whispering wind danced through the leaves like graceful spirits, there was a symphony of sound that echoed through the night. I took careful steps as I monitored the plants along the banks of the
My mind raced as I struggled to come up with something that explained the situation to him. Before I could stop him, he made his way to the attic. “Rowan, it’s nothing,” I called while following. “Wait.” I tried to stop him, but it was too late. “Who is he?” His voice was sharp, and his eyes fixe
Adrian Blackthrone. Blood. I can’t breathe. I could feel my lungs tightening. Pain. So consuming. My gaze fixed on my trembling hands, which were covered in blood. Her blood. NO! This can’t be happening. Everything around me stilled. I tore my eyes from my hands and landed them on
Morana I felt something shifting in the atmosphere of the room the moment he muttered something under his breath. I gazed at him and noticed the shift in his mood. The subtle change in the air left me feeling on edge. His expression, once cold and distant, twisted into a mixture of sadness and an
A week later,On our way back home from school, I noticed Jaxson and Liam talking in hushed whispers and chuckling. I glanced at them, and the moment they felt my eyes on them, they went silent. Hazel had been smiling and teasing me since morning, which was unusual. My friends were acting strange, a
Morana. “You heard me,” Elliot said, his tone hard, with no room for discussion. I could feel the air shift the moment those words rushed out of his lips. Everyone went silent and glanced at each other in confusion. Elliot has been the biggest bully in our school. He’s rude, arrogant, and self-ce