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d Blair, the very people I had viewed as adversaries, were meant to be my mates. The room felt suffocating, as if the w

nder the moon's glow, dreaming of finding my soulmate, someone who would understand and accept me for who I was. Yet, the cruel iron

ock me in its cold, indifferent glow. I couldn't fathom how the moon goddess, in her supposed wisdom, could weav

, not wanting to give Asher and Blair the satisfaction of witnessing my vulnerability.

xact opposite of the despair I was feeling. The bond was there, an u

nd I met Asher and Blair's eyes with a res

r faces. It was as if they felt the sharp edges of my refusal. Yet, I couldn't let th

oice cracking a bit. "We're bound by the moon,

s eyes pleading for understan

ethereal ties that bound us. "I won't accept this. I won't accept you

g in their conviction. "You can't r

sudden weakness overcame me, a tangible reminder that I couldn't escape the shift that was com

I demanded, my voice l

empt to get as far away

get away from us

to grab a hold of me. Alarms went off in my head and my hands quickly fumbl

the cool steel sending a shiver through my trembling fingers. With a determination born

let you," I declared, my voice strained

n my ears as I pulled the trigger. The sharp retort of the gunshot rev

with an uncanny synchronicity, their movements, evidence of their alpha nature. However, the unexpected trajectory

unpowder lingering in the air. Asher and Blair's wolves whined, a plaintive sound that resonat

The air crackled with tension, the aftermath of a desperate act that hung between us like an unspoken truth. Despite the searing hatred,

f the impending shift. It started as a subtle, twisting discomfort in the pit of my stomach, gradually intensifying in

ght to maintain my focus. But each passing second brought a new wave of

the strength draining from me like sand slipping through my fingers. It was a pain that transcended the physical

er and Blair. The pain of the impending shift, a merciless force, coursed

ht in the crossfire of my anger and the unrelenting pull of the bond that bound us. Yet, the look

vy, and the air seemed to thicken with an oppressive weight. I could sense the edges of my visio

h passing second. Every breath became a laborious e

The words were barely audible, a whispered plea that hung in the air like a fragile thread. Ye