Calen –
The wind had teeth tonight.
Calen sat at the edge of the forest, arms wrapped around his knees, breath fogging in the cold. Every sound set his nerves alight—the rustling leaves, the distant hoot of an owl, the soft hum of something ancient moving just beyond the treeline.
He shouldn’t have gone to Kai.
Shouldn’t have stepped into that blood-marked circle.
He hadn’t been the same since.
> Shadow and moonlight.
> A wolf born of two worlds.
The words had sunk into him like claws. His reflection looked different now. Not in the mirror—but in his mind. When he closed his eyes, he didn’t see a boy. He saw fur. Fangs. Gold eyes.
And every time he thought of Rowan, the wolf stirred.
Not violently. Not like prey.
Like recognition.
Like want.
His skin itched.
His hearing was too sharp again. His breath too shallow.
And then he heard it.
Not a sound.
A voice.
> “You’re not alone.”
It wasn’t a whisper. It wasn’t even a sound in the world. It was inside him. A part of him. A presence behind his ribcage, pacing.
He stumbled backward from the log he sat on, clutching his chest.
> You’re not alone.
Was this what the others felt? This pressure? This split down the center of yourself?
He was going to lose it.
Or become it.
Maybe both.
Rowan –
He watched from the ridge above.
Calen didn’t see him, but Rowan had followed him ever since he left Kai’s. Not out of duty. Not this time.
Out of need.
The second Calen crossed into Kai’s warded ground, Rowan had felt it. A pull in his chest, like someone had reached through his ribs and tied a thread to his spine.
It wasn’t magic. Not entirely.
It was the bond.
Still dormant. Still unspoken.
But real.
He watched Calen now—trembling, pacing, clutching at his own skin like it didn’t fit. Rowan knew that feeling. The first shift always came like that.
But Calen wasn’t going to shift.
He was going to split open.
The bloodline Kai spoke of… it didn’t belong in Graybridge. It didn’t belong anywhere.
It was feral.
It was older than the Alpha line.
And it lived inside him.
Rowan closed his eyes.
> You should stay away from him, his father had warned. Wolves like that don’t get tamed. They get put down.
But Rowan had seen Calen’s face when he stood in the clearing, moonlight cutting across his cheek.
He didn’t see a monster.
He saw someone trying not to drown.
And Rowan was already swimming toward him.
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