All Chapters of Rejected Tribrid Wolf: Her Four Alphas' Curse: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Blood came out of my nose. I woke up with it already drying on my lips. Not a lot. Just enough to taste copper when I licked mu upper lip. No cut. No fight. Just blood. My vampire side hummed inside me like it was happy about it. My wolf growled low. My witch side stayed quiet, watching everything like it was taking notes or probably observing. I sat up slowly. The room was still dark. Brecken was in the chair, eyes wide open. He saw the blood on my face and stood up fast. "Aria," he said. His voice was low and steady. He came over and sat on the edge of the bed. "Your nose." he blinked fast. I wiped it with the back of my hand. More blood came. Warm. Sticky. I stared at the red on my fingers. "It just started. While I was sleeping. I did not even feel it." Brecken took a cloth from the table and cleaned my face gently. His hand was warm sending shock to my back belly. Careful. Like he was scared I would break. He knew what this was. I could see it clearly in his eyes. He had told

LUCIAN POV The city looked small from up here. I stood at the window of my penthouse and watched the lights below. Cars. People. Movement. All of them going somewhere fast like they were afraid of being still. Humans were always running. Wolves were not much better. I had been still for eight hundred years. I had learned that patience was its own kind of power. Killian came in without knocking. He was one of my oldest. He knew better than to make me wait. "She is still in Ironveil, my lord," he said. He stopped three feet away and kept his eyes low. "The Alpha has not left her side." I did not turn from the window. "I know." "The black envelope reached her. She touched it." "I know that too." I had felt it the moment her fingers made contact with the paper. A sharp pull through the bond that did not yet have a name. Her vampire side had surged. Confused. Hungry. Reaching for something it did not understand yet. She would understand soon enough. "What do you want us to do, my

I fell asleep on the couch. I didn't mean to. One minute I was staring at the city lights outside and the next the room was gone and I was somewhere else entirely. The place had no walls. Just darkness and the sound of my own breathing and a cold that settled into my skin without hurting. Like standing outside at midnight in November. Not dangerous. Just there. I knew it was a dream. That did not make it feel less real. "You almost made it to the door today." The voice came from behind me. Low. Smooth. Unhurried. Like someone who had never needed to raise it to be heard. I turned around. He was standing maybe ten feet away. Tall. Pale. Dark hair that fell past his jaw. He wore all black like the shadows had just shaped themselves into a person. His eyes were the same red I had seen in the vision. Calm. Still. Looking at me like I was something he had been waiting to see for a very long time. My whole body tensed. My wolf growled inside me. My witch side snapped awake. But my va

It happened while I was washing dishes. Not during a bleed. Not during a dream. Not when Lucian's pull was at its strongest or when my vampire side was humming or when Brecken's eyes had gone gold and the air felt dangerous.Just dishes. Warm water. Soap. Normal.I was standing at the kitchen sink scrubbing a plate when my hands went still. Not because I told them to. Because something else did.The water kept running. Steam rose. But I couldn't move.A symbol appeared behind my eyes. Not a vision exactly. More like a memory of something I had never seen. Old lines crossing each other in a pattern that felt like it should mean something. Circular at the center. Three branches extending outward. Each branch ending in a different shape. A crescent. A fang. A flame.My witch side woke up so fast my knees nearly buckled.Not the confused stirring I had felt before. Not the random chants or the flashes of visions I couldn't hold onto. This was sharp. Direct. Like a door swinging open inste

The box arrived at noon. Gareth brought it in holding it away from his body like it might bite him. Small. Black. Matte finish with no markings on the outside except for a silver clasp at the front. No note this time. No envelope. Just the box.He set it on the dining table and stepped back.Brecken looked at it for a long moment without touching it. His jaw was tight. "Same seal as the envelope," Gareth said. "Gate camera caught the delivery. A man in black. Gone before the guards could reach him."Brecken looked at me.I looked at the box.My vampire side was already awake. She leaned toward it the way she always leaned toward anything connected to Lucian. Low hum. Quiet want. My wolf growled in response. My witch side was watching everything carefully."Don't touch it," Brecken said."I know," I said.But I was already moving toward the table.Not the pull from before. This was different. This was curiosity. Or something my vampire side was calling curiosity and I was trying not t