Chapter 9: The Call of the Wolf

The night air was thick, heavy, pressing against me like an unseen weight.

I lay curled on my cot, my body aching from the day’s torment, my bruises throbbing like old wounds refusing to heal. The pack house was quiet, save for the distant rustle of leaves outside

Chapter 10: The Night of Longing

I kept my breathing slow and even, forcing my body into stillness.

Faking sleep.

Ignoring the unbearable heat curling in my stomach.

Ignoring them.

The room was dark, the only light coming from the moon spilling through the thin curtains, but I didn’t need to s

Chapter 11: The Unwanted Bond

The truth crashed into me like a wildfire, burning through every wall I had built, reducing my carefully constructed denial to ash.

Dorian. Evander. Rowan.

The triplets.

My tormentors.

My mates.

I sucked in a sharp, ragged breath, pressing a trembling hand to my