Lucian stared at Derek like he had just declared war. Derek stared at him right back, not shaking, not even a flinch.
The word kept ringing in my head. Mate. Like some werewolf soulmate? Bond thing? Or some strange supernatural marriage certificate?
No one answered me.
"Can someone please explain what it means? I demanded louder.
Still Nothing.
"Derek, leave now. I'll take it from here." Lucian finally said.
"Not happening,"Derek replied calmly. "She deserves the truth."
I felt a pulse of anger beneath my ribs. "You two need to stop deciding things for me! Someone tell me what the hell is going on!'
Lucian and Derek stood chest-to-chest, tension loud enough to drown out the city noise.
Both of them froze.
Lucian’s jaw worked, grinding unspoken words.
“It’s the full moon,” he finally muttered “Everything is heightened. Instincts. Senses. You shouldn’t have been out here—”
“Oh please,” I scoffed. “I’m not made of glass. And stop acting like you get to police my life.”
Derek smirked. “She said what she said.”
Lucian turned on him. “You’re provoking me.”
“You make it too easy.”
Before I could step between them, Lucian’s head jerked to the side.
“Quiet,” he whispered.
His tone changed sharp and alert.
The hairs on my arms rose.
“What?” I murmured.
Derek inhaled deeply, his eyes narrowing. “Something’s wrong. I can’t hear any traffic on this street.”
I blinked. “But— we’re in the middle of the city. There’s always traffic.”
“Exactly,” Derek said.
Lucian stepped slightly in front of me, nostrils flaring.
“We’re being boxed in.”
A cold chill slid down my spine.
Boxed in? Here? How?
Lucian’s answer came as a low, vicious murmur:
“They masked their scents. Whoever they are… they’ve been planning this.”
Derek hissed, “Full moon. Perfect timing for an ambush.”
My pulse hammered.
“Why would anyone ambu—”
A metal dumpster crashed violently to the ground across the alley.
I screamed and stumbled back as three wolves leaped out of the shadows.
Derek swore under his breath.
“Rogue pack. But… something’s off.”
Lucian’s expression went ice-cold.
“They’re not rogue,” he growled.
And then a voice from somewhere in the darkness whispered:
“Bring the girl. The master is waiting.”
Lucian’s entire body snapped forward.
Derek shoved me behind him.
“Stay down.”
“But—”
Lucian didn’t even look back.
“I won’t let them touch you.”
And then the wolves lunged.
The three wolves were fast, their movements jerky, almost like they were puppets. They all seemed to have one focus. Me.
"Bring the girl! The master is waiting!"
Lucian let out an earth shaking roar as he turned to the full moon demanding a transformaton he was fighting to surpress.
His muscles bulged, tearing the seams of his jacket as his body struggled through a desperate, half‑shift. His eyes glowed gold, claws pushing through his fingertips, but the rest of him fought to stay human.
Derek didn’t hesitate. He was already fully shifted—a huge, sleek white Omega wolf. He lunged at the nearest attacker ready to fight.
The fight was a blur. Snarls, heavy hits, bodies slamming into the ground. Lucian, stuck between human and wolf, used pure strength and speed, moving too fast for me to follow.
I stayed pressed against the cold brick wall as broken glass and debris rained around me. My lungs burned with the sharp scent of blood and wolf musk.
One attacker broke past Derek and charged straight at me. It leapt, jaws snapping for my throat.
Lucian saw it. His shout broke into a wild roar as he shoved Derek aside and launched himself across the alley. He grabbed the wolf mid‑air and slammed it to the ground with brutal force.
The impact knocked me backwards. My head hit the wall hard, light exploded behind my eyes, and everything spun—the noise, the shadows, Lucian’s furious eyes. Darkness swallowed me.
My last thought was the terrified look on his face when he saw the wolf come close to me.
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I woke slowly. Pain throbbed through my head. I was lying under a heavy fur blanket in a small wooden room that smelled of pine and herbs.
Voices argued outside the door. I pushed myself up and leaned against the wall to listen.
"She's a liability! A human Luna will get us all killed!" A rough voice snapped. "He needs a mate who can fight. Not a civilian who attracts outsiders!"
"Watch your words, Finn," another voice said calmly. " He shifted further than he has in months. She’s the key to fixing his block."
"But the risk!" he hissed. "If he rejects her, it will destroy him! You know the law. An Alpha rejected by his true Mate either dies or goes feral. He’s risking the whole Pack because he’s scared!"
A third voice, worried and softer, added, "And she’s not safe unclaimed. Lucian is getting weaker trying to hold back the bond and the block. If he waits too long, he could lose her… and himself."
My heart dropped.
Rejection will kill him.
He hadn’t been avoiding me because he didn’t care. He was trying to protect both of us;from the bond, from the danger, from himself.
The door swung open suddenly, and I jumped back.
Lucian stood in the doorway, bruised and exhausted. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days.
He gave the wolves behind him a cold glare. “Enough. Go patrol the perimeter.”
They left. He stepped into the room and knelt in front of me, close, but not touching.
"I'm guessing you must have heard them."he murmured.
“You knew rejection would kill you,” I whispered, pain twisting in my chest. “You were willing to die just to protect me.”
“It’s not only my life,” he said quietly. “It’s my mind. My wolf. My ability to lead. If the bond snaps while I’m blocked, I lose everything. I needed time to fix myself before pulling you into this.”
He looked up, pain clear in his eyes.
“But after tonight… you’re no longer safe as a human. There are other people who clearly want to harm you."
He took a shaky breath.
“I’m sending you away. I won’t force the bond. When you’re healed, Eli will take you far from here, where you can actually have a fresh start. Please, Tessa. Live.”
He was willing to lose everything just so I could be free.
But now I knew the truth, and I wasn’t running.
I placed my hand on his cheek, stopping him.
“You can’t claim me,” I said softly. “But I can choose you.”
His breath caught.
“You said I’m not safe as a human. You said you’ll die if you reject me.”
“If me being human is the problem,” I said, staring straight at Lucian, “then fix it.”
His eyes widened.
“Tessa—”
“No.”
I stepped closer until we were inches apart
“Bite me.”
His voice cracked. “You don’t understand what you’re asking.”
“Then teach me.”
My heartbeat thundered between us.
“Or bite me.”