The Alpha's daughter

night bit into her skin, but she had no time to worry about it. The branches scratched her arms and face, but she ignored the pain, much less pain than the

ng, the metallic taste of blood on her lips, and then this sudden strength, this indomitable rage that had burst within her, giving her the strength to break her

re, every hour agony. Her captors had shown no mercy, reducing her to a slave, abusing her relentlessly, seeking to break her will, to extinguish the f

yet. She couldn't let fear overtake her, paralyze her. Every shadow, every rustle in the leaves made him grit his teeth, his heart beating wi

nd up, to continue. **She couldn't afford to weaken.** If she stopped now, if she let the pain and exhaustion take over, sh

avy clouds that threatened to pour their rain on her. But for now, the night was silent, only the whisper of the wind in the leaves broke the oppressive t

ehind the clouds, cast ghostly shadows across its path, transforming the forest into a maze of darkness. **Fa

the guards found her? The noise came from just a few meters away, something, or someone, was moving in the dar

olf, imposing and majestic, its eyes glowing strangely in the darkness. Jennifer felt her heart tighten. Wolves were omnipresent in

om him, raw, savage strength. But instead of fearing her, she felt a bond forming between them, fragile but real, like a mutual recognition of their

elt his presence, like a protective shadow watching over her. This brief moment of connection had given h

the center, an old wooden cabin, half collapsed, stood there, like a vestige of another time. Jennifer approached cautiously, checking eve

helming, broken only by the pounding of his heart. The cabin was empty, but a strange peace inhabi

a long time, since she had been captured. **Those tears were a release, an outlet for all the pain and terror she had accumula

n to. His father, his mother, his pack... Everything had been taken away, destroyed by traitors who had betrayed their own

ere forever, hiding in this abandoned cabin. She had to find a way to keep going, to get back up. Vengeanc

d to be strong, for herself, for those she had lost.** Her mission was not over, and as long as she had the strength to fig

t might be useful to him. His eyes fell on an old rusty knife, abandoned in a corner. She grabbed it, feeling the familiar weight o

e next. Jennifer knew this respite wouldn't last long. Her enemies were still h

ning towards the forest, ready to face what aw

uld not afford to falter. Every step she took brought her a li

n her hand, Jennifer couldn't help but think of this wolf who had watched her, of

as much distance as possible between herself and her pursuers. The terrain beneath his feet became increasingly rugged, sparse trees giving way to rocky hills. She knew she was approachin

r face, and her eyes, once so bright, were now dull, marked by deep dark circles. Jennifer looked like a shadow of her former self, bu

dows seemed to close in around her, and a palpable tension filled the air.** She was no longer alone. Jennifer knew her arrival in unfamiliar territory would attract

ndscape like predators hovering around their prey. They quickly surrounded her, forming a circle around her. Jennifer felt panic rising inside her, he

muscular, with a presence that betrayed his high rank in the pack. His eyes were a piercing, almost inhuman blue, and his

hance of fleeing. These men and women around her were wolves, seasoned predators, and she was only exhausted prey.

y said, her voice hoarse after days of

chilly morning air. " Pass ? » he repeated, shaking his head. "Do you r

she had no choice but to try. "Please, I

ps crushing the stones under his boots. "No one crosses Dark River without permission from our