Mated by Fate, Claimed by the Alpha

it happens when you first shed blood. For me, it just never happened. N

something or someone unknown to her. I never really believed in prophecy or fate, but perhaps some nights, between the veil of drea

ost say they feel energized by the forest. I feel alone in it. Th

rest had eaten all they cared to. The moisture was heavy in the air, full of the smell of pines and rain. My boots squelched against the muddy trail. Autu

One bumped into my shoulder intentionally. "Watch

king. I had learned not to fight back. Omegas didn't

, L

her frame was draped with sleek leather. She was as if already a Luna; however, she wasn't mated to somebody yet. Her smil

hooking her arm through mine as though we we

well," I said al

little Lyra. You really should take care of yo

nce. It made her feel more in co

the back towards the leftover keep. Cold meat. Stale bre

close to one of the warriors, and whi

inside me. Not from the cold-the

g against my mind. A flicker of war

e. Just a whisper. But the silence returned, loud

*

ere was no warmth inside: no comforting fire or bright smile, just creaking floorboards, a single thin

g, my fingers traced invisible patt

pered into the night. "Are you afr

ay, she'd taken my hand in hers, hers looking all milky with age, and had said, "She's in there, child. Powerful. Quiet. W

*

dden in the shadows and copied their movements whenever no one was looking. Behind the cabin, I had made my own l

und to duck, practicing the moves I had banke

o growling. No adrenaline. No inner words

le behind me

form," whisp

y throat as I whipped

aning against a tree. His face

anyone," I said q

x. I'm not here to stop

looked me over. "Wh

have a wolf. Not re

ou do have one. She's

hat like i

t unheard of either. Some wolves take tim

at the wo

e tried to

'm an Omega. Helping me w

dded once. "Keep training. Yo

e turn

*

n a bleeding silver above me. Across from me she stood, her form vague and shifti

voice was swallowed. I re

spered. One

h rasping out of me, hear

or a pen, for anything to remember. I wrote the word down,

in. Every time I trained, I trained harder, pushed further, waited longer, and whispered t

en. The whisper wasn't a creation o

he came. Not just for her but for all those

ived. Something powerful. And