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Casts 18

    <b>kye’s </b>POV


    I stared at <b>him</b>, certain I’d misheard.


    Just moments ago, they were interrogating me about my identity and motives, suspicious I might be some kind of spy. Now he was inviting me to join his pack?


    Werewolf packs were notoriously selective, protective of their territories and secrets. They didn’t just extend meinbership to random lone wolves they’d known for all of two days<b>. </b>


    <b>“</b>What?” The word burst from my lips before I could stop it.


    But my shock was nothingpared to Nadia’s reaction. Her eyes widened toic proportions, her mouth falling open in disbelief before she erupted.


    “What?” she practically shrieked, whirling to face Adrian. “Alpha Adrian, I have supported <b>every </b>decision you’ve made since we left Stormhowl, but this is reckless even for you!” Her hands shed through the air in agitation. “We can’t just take in a lone wolf with unknown origins! Especially one without a wolf!”


    Something flickered across Adrian’s features–a hardness I hadn’t seen before. In that moment<b>, </b><b>I </b>glimpsed the Alpha beneath the charming exterior.


    “Have you forgotten why we established Oasisborn in <b>the </b><b>first </b>ce, Nadia<b>?</b>” His voice remained quiet<b>, </b>but carried an edge that made even me want to take <b>a </b>step back. “How many lone wolves have <b>we </b>weed already? How many outcasts and misfits? That’s <b>our </b>very foundation.”


    “Those wolves were different. We vetted them. We knew their histories,


    “We know nothing about her.”


    While they argued as if I <b>wasn’t </b>present<b>, </b>my mind was racing.


    Oasisborn Pack?


    m their


    In my years at Frostshadow’s <b>pack </b>school<b>, </b>I’d memorized the territories and names <b>of </b><b>every </b>established w ever hearing of Oasisborn.


    olf pack in North America<b>. </b>I <b>couldn’t </b>recall


    And then there was the matter of Adrian’s scent–that distinctive ocean undertone that seemedpletely at odds with this desert environment. <b>Werewolves </b>typically carried the essence of their territories in their scent; Adrian smelled like he belonged near the <b>sea</b><b>, </b>not <b>in </b>this aridndscape.


    <b>“</b>Thank you for the invitation, but I must decline. “<b>I </b>cleared my throat<b>, </b>interrupting their heated exchange.


    They both turned to look at <b>me</b><b>, </b>equally surprised by my immediate refusal.


    “I appreciate your help–truly, I do,” I continued, avoiding Adrian’s intense <b>gaze</b>. “But I have no intention of joining another pack.”


    I nced <b>at </b>Nadia, whose expression had shifted from anger <b>to </b>curiosity. “I don’t want <b>to </b><b>cause </b>any conflict. <b>As </b>soon as I’m well enough to travel<b>, </b>I’ll <b>leave </b>Boring <b>and </b>move on.”


    Where <b>I </b>would go next, I had no idea. Perhaps I could risk a brief<b>, </b>secret visit home to <b>see </b>my parents and Ethan from a distance<b>, </b>just to know they <b>were </b>okay. Or maybe I’d <b>simply </b>continue my nomadic existence<b>, </b>drifting from town to town.


    Adrian studied me for a long moment, his amber <b>eyes </b>unreadable. Finally, he nodded. ‘I won’t force you. That’s not how I operate.”


    <b>And </b><b>I’ll </b>personally drive you back to Boring. I doubt you’d find transportation otherwise–we’re <b>quite </b>isted here<b>.</b>”


    I hesitated<b>, </b>then reluctantly nodded.


    I’ll wait <b>outside </b>while you get dressed, Adrian said, turning to the door. <b>Ife </b>paused, ncing back at Nadia. “<b>Give </b>our guest some <b>privacy</b><b>, </b><b>please</b><b>.</b><b>“ </b>


    Nadia looked like she <b>wanted </b>to object<b>, </b>but <b>after </b><b>a </b>challenging stare from Adrian, she followed him out, closing <b>the </b><b>door </b>behind them with <b>perhaps </b><b>more </b><b>force </b><b>than </b>necessary.


    <b>1/3 </b>


    <b>Chapter </b><b>18 </b>


    <b>Once </b><b>alone</b><b>, </b><b>I </b>quickly <b>changed </b><b>into </b><b>the </b><b>simple </b>dress Nadia <b>had </b>provided. The fabric was soft <b>against </b><b>my </b><b>skin</b><b>, </b><b>the </b>loose <b>cut </b><bfortable </b>over <b>my </b><b>healing </b>


    Wound.


    <b>I </b>was still amazed by how <b>rapidly </b><b>I’d </b><b>recovered</b>.


    Adrian <b>was </b>waiting <b>in </b>the hallway<b>, </b>leaning casually against the wall. He straightened when I emerged, his <b>eyes </b>briefly traveling <b>over </b>me before <b>returning </b><b>to </b><b>my </b><b>face</b><b>. </b>


    <b>This </b>way<b>, </b>


    As we moved through <b>the </b>building, I realized it was muchrger than I’d initially thought–not just a clinic but a full medical facility. The halls <b>were </b><b>bright </b>and clean<b>, </b>the equipment modern.


    How had <b>they </b>established something <b>like </b>this in such a remote location<b>? </b>


    But my questions died on my lips as we stepped outside into the morning sunshine<b>. </b>The sight before me stole my breath away.


    What should have been barren desert <b>was </b><b>instead </b>a vibrant <b>oasis </b>nestled against the backdrop of distant mountains.


    And everywhere I looked<b>, </b><b>werewolves </b>went about their <b>daily </b>lives. Children yed in the safety <b>of </b>a fenced area<b>, </b>theirughter <b>carrying </b>on the breeze<b>. </b>Adults worked at various tasks<b>–</b><b>some </b>constructing a new building, others tending to gardens or carrying supplies.


    Unlike the rigid hierarchy I’d <b>grown </b><b>up </b>with in Frostshadow<b>, </b>where status and rank dictated <b>every </b>interaction, these wolves seemed more <b>rxed</b><b>, </b>more<b>… </b>equal.


    “Beautiful, <b>isn’t </b>it?<b>” </b>Adrian’s <b>voice </b>drew my attention back to him. His <b>eyes </b>crinkled at the corners as he observed my awestruck expression. “Having second thoughts? My invitation <b>still </b>stands<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    <b>“</b>It is beautiful, I admitted. “I never would have imagined something like this could exist here.” I hesitated, then added, “But my answer remains the same<b>.</b><b>” </b>


    Despite having left Frostshadow Pack three years ago, I’d never seriously considered joining another. Perhaps deep down, I still thought <b>of </b>ska as home, still considered my family <b>my </b>true pack. Joining another would <b>feel </b>like a betrayal, a final severing of ties I wasn’t ready to cut.


    Adrian shrugged, disappointment shing briefly across his features<b>. </b><b>“</b>May I ask why? Nadia was right a One thing–you don’t have your wolf. Most lone wolves in your position would jump at the protection a pack offers.”


    “Why would you want me<b>?</b><b>” </b>I countered. ‘Like Nadia said, I have no wolf. I’m of no value to your pack.”


    “Value<b>?</b><b>” </b>Adrian repeated, his brow furrowing slightly. “And what exactly do you consider ‘valuable,‘ Skye? Strength? Wealth?” He paused<b>, </b>his <b>eyes </b>suddenly intense as they locked with mine. “Or perhaps<b>… </b>your youth and beauty?”


    Heat rushed to my cheeks at the unexpectedpliment, and I quickly turned <b>away</b><b>, </b>pretending to examine a nearby flowering bush.


    “You don’t need to escort me personally, I said, changing the subject. <b>“</b>I’m <b>sure </b>you have more important things to do. Can’t one <b>of </b>your pack members drive <b>me </b>back?<b>” </b>


    I insist, he replied smoothly. “<b>It’s </b>the <b>least </b>I can <b>do</b><b>.</b>”


    <b>As </b>we walked toward the parking <b>area</b><b>, </b>pack members nodded respectfully <b>to </b>Adrian, greeting him with quiet “Alpha<b>‘ </b>acknowledgments. Many cast curious nces my way, some friendly, others <b>more </b>cautious.<fnae0b> Discover more novels at F?nd-Novel</fnae0b>


    I felt suddenly <b>self</b>–conscious, acutely aware of being an outsider.


    We had just reached the parking lot when a stabbing pain shot through my body so intense it drove me to my knees.


    It felt as if my bones <b>were </b>attempting to rearrange themselves, my muscles stretching and tearing. A strangled <b>cry </b>escaped my lips as I <b>clutched </b><b>at </b><b>my </b><b>chest</b><b>. </b>


    <b>“</b>Skye<b>!</b><b>” </b>Adrian was <b>beside </b><b>me </b>instantly, strong arms supporting me as I doubled <b>over</b>. <b>“</b>What’s <b>wrong</b>?<b>” </b>


    <b>But </b><b>I </b>couldn’t answer.


    <b>2/3 </b>


    <b>Chapter </b><b>18 </b>


    <b>The </b><b>pain </b><b>was </b><b>overwhelming</b>, as <b>if </b><b>my </b><b>body </b><b>was </b>being torn apart from the inside out.


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