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The question stayed in the air long after Kael asked it.
“What are you going to do with her?”
Not who she was.
Not whether she was dangerous.
What Theron planned to do with me.
Like somewhere between the forest, the silver light, and the bond refusing to die… Kael had stopped seeing me as the weak omega he rejected.
And started seeing me as something people could take from him.
The realization unsettled me more than I wanted to admit.
Theron’s expression remained unreadable.
“She is not yours to question.”
The air shifted instantly.
Kael’s wolf reacted hard to that sentence.
A low growl vibrated through his chest, deep enough that every warrior behind him stiffened automatically.
Mine reacted too.
The silver beneath my skin flashed painfully.
I sucked in a breath.
Kael noticed immediately.
His eyes narrowed.
“The bond reacts every time you agitate her.”
Theron’s gaze stayed cold.
“No. The bond reacts every time you do.”
Silence.
Heavy.
Dangerous silence.
The warriors behind Kael were visibly uneasy now. I could feel it through the strange heightened awareness growing inside me. Fear rolled off them in waves.
Not because of Kael.
Because of me.
I hated that feeling.
I hated the way they looked at me now.
Like I wasn’t fully wolf anymore.
Kael slowly stepped closer again.
Theron shifted instantly in response.
And suddenly the pressure in the forest became unbearable.
Alpha dominance collided with silver energy so sharply that nearby branches cracked loudly.
“Stop,” I snapped.
Both men froze.
So did I.
Because the second my voice broke through the tension—
The pressure actually lessened.
Not fully.
But enough.
Kael’s eyes darkened immediately.
He felt it too.
The bond had responded to me.
Not him.
My pulse stumbled.
Theron looked thoughtful now.
Kael looked dangerous.
“What was that?” one of the warriors whispered quietly behind him.
No one answered.
Because no one knew.
The silver light beneath my veins flickered again, but this time it didn’t feel violent.
It felt responsive.
Like something inside me was learning.
Adapting.
Theron looked at me carefully.
“You’re influencing the bond already.”
Kael’s gaze snapped toward him sharply.
“Explain.”
Theron hesitated.
That alone made my stomach tighten.
“What?” I asked quietly.
His eyes shifted back to me.
“Moon-Blood bonds evolve based on emotional and instinctive balance between both mates.”
Kael’s expression hardened slightly at the word mates.
But he didn’t deny it this time.
Theron continued.
“If the bond stabilizes naturally, it becomes stronger than ordinary mate bonds.”
I swallowed slowly.
“And if it doesn’t?”
Silence.
Then:
“It consumes both wolves psychologically.”
Cold spread through my chest instantly.
Kael’s jaw tightened.
“How.”
Theron exhaled quietly.
“The bond begins forcing instinctive synchronization.”
I frowned slightly.
“What does that mean?”
His expression darkened.
“It means emotions stop remaining separate.”
The forest went still again.
I stared at him.
“No.”
Theron looked genuinely serious now.
“You already feel fragments of each other through the bond.”
My heartbeat became uneven.
Because he was right.
I had felt Kael’s anger earlier.
His tension.
Even guilt.
And the terrifying part was—
Sometimes I couldn’t tell where my emotions ended and his began.
Kael spoke quietly.
“How long before that happens completely?”
Theron’s answer came too fast.
“Unknown.”
That was somehow worse.
A branch snapped somewhere deeper in the woods.
Every warrior turned instantly.
Kael didn’t.
His attention remained locked on me.
The bond pulsed again.
Steady.
Heavy.
Aware.
And suddenly I realized something horrifying:
The closer he stood to me, the calmer the silver inside me became.
Kael noticed too.
I saw it happen in real time.
His gaze dropped briefly toward the fading glow beneath my skin.
Then back to my face.
The dangerous tension in his posture shifted slightly.
Not relaxed.
Focused.
Like he had noticed a pattern.
Theron noticed his realization immediately.
“You see the problem now,” he said quietly.
Kael didn’t answer.
Because he did see it.
The bond wasn’t destabilizing around him anymore.
It was stabilizing.
Around the Alpha who rejected me.
My stomach twisted painfully.
“No,” I whispered.
Kael finally spoke again.
“She can’t control it alone.”
Theron’s silence confirmed it instantly.
Fear hit me hard enough to make my chest tighten.
“No.”
Kael stepped closer.
Slowly.
Carefully.
Like approaching a wounded animal that might run.
The bond reacted immediately.
Warmth spread through my chest.
The silver glow beneath my skin softened.
And for the first time since the rejection ceremony—
The pain eased.
Completely.
My breath caught.
Kael felt it too.
I saw the exact second realization hit him.
The bond wasn’t just alive.
It was adapting to proximity.
To him.
Theron’s expression darkened sharply.
“This is moving faster than it should.”
Kael’s eyes remained fixed on me.
“What happens if she leaves?”
Theron answered quietly.
“The instability worsens.”
My throat tightened painfully.
“And if she stays near him?” I asked.
Theron looked directly at Kael before answering.
“The bond deepens.”
Silence.
No one moved.
No one spoke.
Because we all understood the problem now.
The Alpha who rejected me might also be the only thing keeping the bond from destroying me completely.
And judging by the way Kael was looking at me now—
He had realized it too.
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