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Chapter 2 - Four Wolves Under One Moon

‎The moment Kael said the words, the forest responded.

‎A wind rose from nowhere, sweeping through the trees in a spiraling rush, lifting Aurelia's hair as if the night itself drew a breath. The moon overhead brightened unnaturally, full, silver, watching.

‎Almost… aware.

‎Aurelia stumbled back from Kael's massive form, her pulse frantic and uneven. "I don't belong here," she whispered, voice barely holding.

‎‎Draven's low laugh cut through the air, rough, sharp, undeniably hungry.

‎"Little human… you walked straight into our jaws."

‎‎Lucian stepped forward next, his violet eyes glowing faintly in the mist. He tilted his head, studying her with a strange mix of fascination and dread.

‎‎"She doesn't smell human anymore," he murmured. "Not with that mark."

‎‎Aurelia instinctively covered her wrist. "I didn't choose this," she snapped, her voice trembling. "I don't even know what it means!"

‎‎Rowan's midnight-blue gaze softened. He took a hesitant step closer, the youngest and least sure of them.

‎"That's the problem," he said quietly. "You're not supposed to know."

‎Kael didn't move. He watched her with that same icy authority, the forest seeming to bend around him.

‎‎"The moon called you," he said. "It doesn't make mistakes."

‎‎"But I'm human!" Aurelia insisted.

‎Kael's eyes hardened.

‎"Not anymore."

‎‎The mist thickened as if sealing the truth around them.

‎‎A heavy silence stretched until suddenly, Draven lunged.

‎Not to attack.

‎‎To test her.

‎His massive body circled Aurelia in a blur of amber and shadow. He brushed against her just barely, yet the touch stole her breath. Heat rushed through her blood, a strange pull tightening in her chest.

‎‎A bond tug.

‎Draven inhaled sharply.

‎"Kael… she reacts."

‎Lucian's voice was a whisper.

‎"So the prophecy wasn't a myth."

‎But Kael stepped between them suddenly, massive body blocking Draven with a warning snarl that shook the trees.

‎"Don't touch her."

‎‎Draven snapped back, baring teeth.

‎"Then control your fate-marked human."

‎‎Aurelia's heart slammed so hard she felt faint. "Stop, stop talking like I'm some, some object!"

‎Kael turned to her then, silver eyes colder than the moon.

‎"You are not an object."

‎He stepped closer.

‎The earth vibrated under each stride.

‎‎"You are a catalyst."

‎‎Aurelia's mouth went dry. "A catalyst for what?"

‎‎Lucian answered, not unkindly:

‎"For us. For the kingdom. For the curse."

‎‎Kael leaned down until his face was inches from hers. His presence swallowed the air.

‎"And now that we've scented you…"

‎‎His voice dropped, low, dangerous, irrevocable.

‎‎"…we cannot let you go."

‎‎Aurelia's knees buckled. Rowan caught her arm gently with his muzzle, steadying her before she fell. She jerked away, heat rushing unwelcome beneath her skin.

‎‎"Please…" she whispered. "Let me go home."

‎Kael's eyes flicked toward the distant human village, though it was invisible from here, as if he could see it through miles of forest.

‎‎"If you leave now," he said, "the other packs will scent you. The enemy kingdom will take you. And then…"

‎‎He paused.

‎Not for effect. ‎For truth.

‎‎"They will start a war."

‎Aurelia felt the blood drain from her face.

‎‎Rowan spoke softly.

‎"Kael is telling the truth. You walking into this forest… it changes everything."

‎‎Aurelia took a shaky breath. "So what do you want with me?"

‎‎There was no hesitation when Kael answered.

‎‎"You will come to Blackthorn Castle."

‎‎Draven's amber eyes glinted with dark amusement.

‎"Where we can decide what to do with you."

‎‎Lucian added quietly:

‎"Where the full moon can tell us why it chose you."

‎‎Aurelia took a step back. Then another.

‎‎Kael's voice followed her, soft, final.

‎‎"You cannot outrun fate."

‎‎AurelIa turned… and ran.

‎‎Branches whipped past her. Roots tangled beneath her boots. Her lungs burned.

‎‎Behind her, four sets of paws struck the ground at once, so fast the air shook.

‎‎They didn't chase.

‎‎They hunted.

‎‎The moon broke through the clouds overhead, bathing everything in cold silver.

‎‎As Aurelia sprinted through the darkness, she heard Kael's voice rising from the forest behind her, deep, echoing, inescapable.

‎‎"Run if you want, Aurelia Vale."

‎"But tonight… the Shadow Princes run with you."

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