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"You," He repeated, his breath coming out rather heavily as he took a step closer to me. In that moment, it was as if my body was on the verge of erupting into flames. To have him near me was to feel the pull of desire, an overwhelming need to touch him, to let my fingers dance across his face, and to surrender to the promise of all the things he could do to me. His eyes stared deeply, probing as if attempting to unearth every dark secret I had ever hidden throughout my life. Within his gaze, there were two emotions locked in a fierce battle for control: desire and disgust. As he opened his mouth to speak, his eyes were filled with hatred. "You don't have a wolf." ~ In the wolf pack of Nightfang, where power and privilege reigned supreme, Unatha was an anomaly. A girl without a wolf, she had been rejected by her so-called mate and left to navigate the treacherous and dangerous world on her. But destiny had other plans. In a twist of fate, Unatha discovered that her heart was meant for another, not just any other, but the Alpha King, a powerful Lycan whose authority was unchallenged. As the secrets of her true lineage unraveled, Unatha found herself at the center of a supernatural world far more complex than she could have ever imagined. As she delved deeper into this hidden realm, Unatha unearthed ancient rivalries, unearthly powers, and a love she never thought possible. But in this perilous journey, not all were allies, and not all were what they seemed.
Four of them stood before me.
Four werewolves with charcoal fur, their teeth gnashed as they forced me back against the splintered cracks of a tree. These creatures were much larger than any I had encountered in my pack, sending shivers down my spine.
My breaths were ragged and uneven, my nails brittle, and my body teetering on the brink of collapse from unquenched thirst and hunger.
I had been dozing off in an abandoned cave south of my pack when distant howls shattered the silence. Even without a wolf's senses, I knew those were not my pack members' howls; they carried an ominous tone.
I dashed out of the cave, the dry leaves crackling beneath my hurried footsteps. Panic surged through me as I glimpsed two shadows trailing me, their forms distorted by the dense trees.
As fate would have it, I stumbled over a broken branch and crashed onto the cold ground. My heart raced, and I struggled to rise, my ankles making a crack.
Before I could regain my footing, a massive werewolf burst into view, baring its formidable teeth at me. This one was colossal, with thicker fur and larger teeth than the rest.
Tears streamed down my face as three more joined the scene, closing in on me with a silent death sentence. My forehead broke into cold sweat, and the overwhelming stench of terror threatened to suffocate me.
This was the end. I was going to die.
I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the agonizing bite that never came. Instead, the crackling of underbrush indicated another presence approaching, and darkness began to claim my senses.
Who were they? How had they infiltrated our territory without notice? What were their intentions? These questions clawed at my mind, demanding answers I desperately needed.
As consciousness wavered, a husky voice cut through the growls.
"She is the one."
