The moment they crossed fully into the borderlands, the forest changed. The change wasn't subtle. The air grew heavier, the birds fell silent, and every breath suddenly sounded too loud.
Orion slowed, lifting a fist. They all froze. Selene’s wolf stirred uneasily, a low hum of warning curling in her chest. One hand drifted instinctively to her stomach. Orion noticed, but said nothing. The tension in his shoulders said everything. Something was wrong. Sable crouched, fingers brushing the ground. “Tracks,” she murmured. “Fresh. Too fresh.” Evangeline’s eyes narrowed. “Rogues?”
Orion shook his head once. “No. This is deliberate.” His gaze swept the trees. “They’re baiting us.” A sudden kick; stronger than the others, made Selene suck in a breath. Orion noticed instantly. “Selene,” he said quietly, stepping closer. “Are you okay?” She nodded, though her heart was racing. "She's active today," Selene murmured. Neither of them liked this place.
Another step forward and the forest answered. A branch snapped. Not accidentally. Not from an animal. From weight. “Contact,” Evangeline said sharply.
The first rogue burst from the trees like a shadow given teeth. Everything happened at once. Orion moved before she could blink, shoving her gently but firmly behind him. “Stay back,” he ordered, voice rough with command. “Do not move.” Sable lunged left, blade flashing silver.
Evangeline shifted right, her wolf snapping into form mid-stride, fur rippling as she collided with a second attacker. The rogue came fast. Orion shifted instantly, his wolf crashing into the attacker with enough force to shake the clearing. Selene stumbled back, breath catching, one hand gripping her belly as another kick rolled through her: sharp, insistent, almost angry. “I know,” she whispered under her breath. “I know.” The fight was brutal but quick. These weren’t random rogues; they were trained, coordinated.
When it was over, silence rushed back in like a held breath released.
Orion shifted back, blood streaking his forearms... not all of it was his. He crossed the distance between him and Selene in three strides, hands already on her shoulders. “Talk to me,” he said, eyes blazing. “Are you hurt?” “No,” she said quickly. “Just ‐-” Another kick. She winced despite herself.
Orion dropped to one knee without hesitation, pressing his ear lightly against her stomach as if listening for her heartbeat. His hand was warm, steady. “She’s strong,” he murmured, something almost reverent in his tone. Evangeline glanced at Selene's stomach. "At seven months, pups can already sense danger." Her eyes lifted. "They're watching her too."
The words landed heavy. Orion rose slowly, jaw tightening. “Then this ends now.”Selene reached for his hand. “Orion.” He paused. “You can’t fight everyone alone,” she said quietly. “And you can’t lock me away either.”
His eyes searched hers, conflict warring openly across his face. “I won’t risk you.” “And I won’t be helpless,” Selene replied, firmly. “Not anymore.” Something shifted between them. Not an argument. An understanding.
He exhaled, pressing his forehead briefly to hers. “You shouldn’t have to be this strong.”
She smiled faintly. “But I am.” Another kick, gentler this time, rolled beneath her palm. Sable snorted. “Kid’s got opinions already.”
Despite everything, Orion huffed a quiet laugh. His hand slid over Selene’s. “She takes after her mother.”
The forest groaned softly, branches swaying though there was no wind. Evangeline straightened. “We need to move. Now.” Orion nodded, eyes hardening. “Back to the inner grounds. Double guard. No more patrols with Selene on the border.” Selene opened her mouth to argue but then another kick came, stronger, almost a warning. She closed it again. “Fine,” she said. “But this isn’t over.” Orion’s lips curved slightly. “No,” he agreed. “It’s just the beginning.” As they turned back, the forest watched them retreat: silent, patient. And somewhere beyond the trees, something smiled.
The clearing remained unnaturally still as they started back. Orion kept one hand firmly around Selene's, his gaze constantly scanning the trees. "This wasn't a random attack," Evangeline said quietly. "No," Orion agreed. "It was a warning." Sable nodded. "We'll tighten the inner guard and change every patrol route."
Selene's fingers remained curled into Orion’s shirt long after the fight had ended, as if letting go would make everything that just happened rush back in.
"They didn't come to win," she said quietly. Orion’s head turned slightly. "They came to see," she continued, voice low. "To measure." Sable glanced over, her brows furrowed. "You think this was a test run?"
Evangeline responded. "It was too coordinated not to be." Orion’s jaw flexed, golden eyes burning as they swept the forest again. "Then they have their answer," he said.
Another breeze carrying the faint metalic scent of blood deeper into the trees. Selene shivered from the feeling that something out there had witnessed everything–Orion’s strength, her vulnerability, the child she carried. It was watching.
Orion looked at Selene. "From now on, you don't go anywhere alone." A gentle kick pressed beneath his hand, and his expression softened. "I'll make sure she never has to face this again," he murmured. She sighed, though a small smile escaped her. "You're impossible." "I'm careful." She tilted her head slightly, studying him. "You're doubling my guard?" "I'm tripling it." Despite the tension, a faint smile tugged at her mouth. "You know I can still hear you when you hover outside the doors, right?" His lips almost curved. "Good," he murmured. "Then you'll always know I'm there."
Another softer kick answered beneath his palm. He stilled instantly. "She's restless," he said. Selene exhaled softly. "She doesn't like danger." His gaze lifted to hers, intense and unyielding. "Then I'll build her a world without it." Selene didn't argue, that danger was already in their lives. She believed him.
Beyond the trees, the borderlands fell silent once more. Somewhere in that silence, unseen eyes continued to watch.