Echoes

Alyx used to be a shining star, an Alpha with a bright future and a bright smile... until he fell in love with Ferr, another young Alpha. When their love was found, Ferr did what he had to in order to save his own skin; he put all of the blame on Alyx, and the werewolf was thrown out of his pack. Alone now, Alyx is a feral wolf killing anybody who comes near him to slake his thirst for blood. That is, until he is captured by Cean- a handsome human with a cloak the color of blood. Can Cean tame the wild beast Alyx has become? Who are the people who have taken a sudden interest in the rogue wolf? And why, exactly, was Cean out in the forest in the middle of the night with a trap meant for werewolves?

Leveret Moreau · Fantasia

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Chapter 13 Alyx

I woke up ridiculously warm and comfortable, my head fuzzy and my body aching slightly. Not as much as it should have considering I'd been shot.

The memory of the burning pain of the silver made me whimper slightly, curling closer to the heat source I was wrapped around. The last thing I wanted to remember was what the pack wolf had told me as he tried to kill me.

That, though, pulled me out of the comfortable haze. Sighing, I started to pull away from what had kept me so warm- and froze when I opened my eyes to know why I was so at ease. My heat source was Cean. My heart was in my throat as I quickly backed away, worried as I catalogued the aches in my body. All over, but some of them could be explained through more than just the silver.

"God…"

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