WOLF QUEEN RETURNS

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d into the next, a monotonous cycle of servitude and isolation. But even in the midst of this suffocating ex

d, a reassuring smile, amidst the hostility of Harold's Pack. He would check in on me, making su

he bed, lost in my thoughts. The events of the day had left me weary, th

tered, his gaze softening when he s

d. "They never miss an opportu

protective instincts kicking in.

urst into the room, a cruel smirk on his face.

tions clear. But Ethan stepped forward, pl

warned, his voice

ced by a glimmer of uncertaint

o him, his stance unw

enomous glare before he left. Once he was gone, E

he asked, his

: I was not alone in this fight. Ethan was by my side, a silent guardian who w

tant source of strength in a world that seemed determined to break me. And as much as I appreciated

pack's compound. I agreed, eager for a change of scenery. As we walked in silence, the

ght," Ethan remarked,

words. "You make me feel safe, Ethan. In a world where I've never t

t, gently brushing his fingers against min

. He protected me from harm, shielded me from the hostility of Harold's P

ck to haunt me. One day, as I was going about my tasks, a familiar face appe

ving," he remarked, his to

rt pounding. "What are

ef. "I heard you were sold off like cattl

er and resentment bubbling within

is voice a low growl. "You des

rept in. What if he was right? What if

his voice a dangerous whisper. "You kno

ting me like a bolt of lightnin

aming with satisfaction. "You've bee

fusion, and a burning curiosity. Could it be true? Coul

ferent kind of danger-one that was rooted in the mystery of my own identity. And as Erick's

solace in the quiet moments, wrestling with the truth he had dropped into my world lik

n miles away, even when we were together. He had become not only my protector

sitting by the edge of a tranquil pond within the pack's territory. The wa

than said softly, breaking the

water. "It's just... what Erick

s eyes searching mine.

real father," I admitted, t

ression a mix of concern and c

e of confusion and doubt. "I don

nst mine. "Aline, I know it's overwhelming, but you

uncertainty on my own. With his support, I felt a renewed determinatio

claim. We delved into the pack's history, spoke to those who might have knowledge of my o

rary of Harold's Pack, surrounded by dusty tomes and old records. We had man

ng a line in an old journal. "Several rogues who we

page. "Do you think they were searching for som

It's possible. And I think we're

lara, a powerful witch who had once been close to Peter. According to the records, she h

th, it's her," Ethan sai

locking the secrets of my past. It was a risky endeavor, one that could expose us to dang

and mystery surrounded us. As we ventured further, a hidden clearing emerged,

d out, his voice ech

es that seemed to hold centuries of secr

the nerves that churned within me. "We seek

crutiny intense. "And why should

ing. "Because we're willing to do whatever it

ntentions palpable. Then, finally, Elara spoke. "Very we

mysticism. As Elara began to weave a tale of ancient secrets and hidden agendas,

anned generations. And at the center of it all was a revelation that shook me to my

was treacherous, fraught with danger and uncertainty. But I knew that with Ethan by my side, I was ready

ck. He had marked me on the inside of one of my thighs with his fangs, they were