Fated for the wolf king

he sound came from, expecting a predator which at any mom

s dark fur matted with blood, with its sides

sita

could have me for dinner in a matter of seconds. But it was injured. And through

reat care , I too

locked onto mine , with an intensity t

said, my voice lost in t

do anything, it was too weak to do mor

noticed the great cut along its side, blood oozing from the woun

rdinary , like a voice at the periphery of my mind. A wave of heat. A flash of recognition. It w

"This is probably a bad idea," I muttered to myself but still I rea

d, a low growl running through i

d my fingers on its thick fur as I

, its golden colored eyes half closed,

e pack to tell them about the injured wolf in the wo

I don't know why I felt that way

e , feeling the slow regular rise and fall of its chest. My b

s able to let my guard

little but fully upright. Its eyes met with mine a

e it turned and van

my heart ra

ods, my worn cloaks in my hands, and a strange unre

he sound of preparation came from afar, echoing through the pack's grounds. Members of the pack were in a

looking at the wood above me, all

the day I

ad

the age when most wolves had their first shift. If I did not shift today on the most holy night when t

d to be the nigh

he secrecy of his chambers. Thorne didn't bring up mating bonds , didn't whisper prom

erything wo

n't pay mind to the threadbare state of my worn out clothes as I rushed to the small mirror in the corner of my room. M

staring back at me. No trace o

he place trying to put final touches on things, there was this electric air of giddiness. I hardly took i

light played against the walls of my small room. I was perched on

went off. Sha

usement. "Are you not coming? You don't w

w as much as I did that this ceremony was for proving a wol

pened the door. Selene stood there in a flowing silver dress, her golden hair falling over her shoulder, a knowing smi

ckering over my simple dress. "Then again , I suppose it doesn't re

nstead, I turned my head up high as

the center, a massive bonfire cackled, casting light on the gathered pack. Wolves ho

, there

gainst the flames. He tossed me a quick look that was u

an to shift one at a time , finding the

nding , body on edge with a

But nothin

come. No wo

shi

n to spread thr

eyes on me . Thei

not shi

l no

not no

ran th

focus away from everything else

was

have to

declared stepping beside him

nough for hope to take root in my chest. Then

ate," he said , his voi

I forgot ho

f disbelieve as she approached Thorne, her hand fi

ring, but all I could hea

a low tone, shak

in my direction, his

he said, his voice soft ye

d to talk, to protest, but t

. You

es grew darker, more ten

had ever experienced. I was waiting for this night

hin, his voice

the crescent moon pa

e, but all I could hear was the