(Ember – POV)
The war had begun.
Blood was everywhere.
Whimpering, howling wolves… the dull crack of breaking bones echoed through the forest.
What am I doing here? Ember thought.
I don't belong on a battlefield.
Just a year ago, she had lived in peace—with the man she loved, surrounded by her pack in a quiet valley. The sun had warmed the earth, and the nights had been free of fear.
Thinking of that life now, she couldn't hold back her tears.
She howled, as if trying to wake herself from a nightmare.
But she didn't wake up.
This wasn't a dream.
This wasn't a nightmare.
This was real.
Her howl drew attention.
By the time she noticed the enemy female—still terrifyingly beautiful despite being drenched in blood—it was already too late.
The blow came hard.
Her head slammed into a tree. A sharp ringing filled her ears, her vision darkened, and the world tilted away.
⸻
As consciousness slipped, memories flooded her mind.
Her childhood…
Her friends…
Her family…
Everything had once been so bright.
Then came a whimper.
And a darkness that swallowed the light whole.
Betrayal.
Deep inside her mind, Lyra cried out in pain.
No… not again…
Ember fought to pull away from that memory.
But it was useless.
That moment—the one that might end their lives within minutes…
The darkness that had already killed their souls…
It had returned to strike the final blow.
Kane.
The man she loved.
Her first mate. Her first bond.
The wolf who had erased everything they shared for another woman…
Who had rejected their mate bond…
Who had fallen in love with a human.
The traitor.
Lyra growled deep in her chest.
This was no longer just a war.
It was a wound being torn open again.
Türkçeye çevir diğer bölümlerle uyumu nasılCHAPTER 3 – THE SCENT OF BLOOD AND BETRAYAL
(Ember – POV)
The war had begun.
Blood was everywhere.
Whimpering, howling wolves… the dull crack of breaking bones echoed through the forest.
What am I doing here? Ember thought.
I don't belong on a battlefield.
Just a year ago, she had lived in peace—with the man she loved, surrounded by her pack in a quiet valley. The sun had warmed the earth, and the nights had been free of fear.
Thinking of that life now, she couldn't hold back her tears.
She howled, as if trying to wake herself from a nightmare.
But she didn't wake up.
This wasn't a dream.
This wasn't a nightmare.
This was real.
Her howl drew attention.
By the time she noticed the enemy female—still terrifyingly beautiful despite being drenched in blood—it was already too late.
The blow came hard.
Her head slammed into a tree. A sharp ringing filled her ears, her vision darkened, and the world tilted away.
⸻
As consciousness slipped, memories flooded her mind.
Her childhood…
Her friends…
Her family…
Everything had once been so bright.
Then came a whimper.
And a darkness that swallowed the light whole.
Betrayal.
Deep inside her mind, Lyra cried out in pain.
No… not again…
Ember fought to pull away from that memory.
But it was useless.
That moment—the one that might end their lives within minutes…
The darkness that had already killed their souls…
It had returned to strike the final blow.
Kane.
The man she loved.
Her first mate. Her first bond.
The wolf who had erased everything they shared for another woman…
Who had rejected their mate bond…
Who had fallen in love with a human.
The traitor.
Lyra growled deep in her chest.
This was no longer just a war.
It was a wound being torn open again.