Aaron — Edited Version
We paid in gold for a sacrificial rite to gain passage into Warrodah.
When we landed, we found ourselves in the City of Magic — a place that reeked of spells, blood, and decay. The marketplace was a nightmare made flesh: stalls lined with animal bones, dried flesh, and glimmering jars filled with things that should never have existed. The air was thick, heavy with rot and sorcery.
My wolf hated it here. His growl vibrated beneath my skin, restless and furious.
I brushed my fingers across a glittering ornament, curious — and a small hand slapped mine away. I turned, ready to snarl, but it was Sia, glaring at me in warning. I exhaled sharply and stepped back.
Daniel and Lyra walked ahead, hands entwined, their laughter soft and easy. I envied them more than I cared to admit. I missed my mate — her scent, her warmth, the way she calmed the beast inside me.
Clara and Sia lingered near a potion stall, bartering for what they needed. Everyone seemed to know their purpose here but me. I just wanted this over with so I could reach Everlina.
Then I felt eyes on me.
A tattooed woman behind the counter was staring — not like a merchant, but like a predator. My wolf bristled.
“Hey, you!” Eric’s voice snapped her attention away from me. He pointed to a filthy object on the counter. “What’s that supposed to be?”
Her gaze flicked back to me. “That,” she said slowly, “is a wolf’s ear. Quite expensive.”
A low growl rumbled in my chest. Before I could react, Eric seized her by the hair, slamming her onto the counter.
“What game are you playing?” he snarled.
The woman smirked. “Oh, forgive me. I meant... dog’s ear.”
She knew exactly what we were.
“Enough!” Agatha barked. “We’re done here. Let her go.”
Eric released her, but the tension clung to us like smoke. This wasn’t the place to draw attention — not with our true mission ahead. We stepped out of the market, and I caught Agatha’s eye.
“I’ll open a portal to a small village,” she said at last. “That’s where Everlina is. She’s safe.”
Sia spun on her. “And you’re telling us now? After everything we’ve been through?”
Agatha sighed, her tone clipped. “There are eyes and ears everywhere. If I had spoken sooner, she would have been hunted. Sometimes silence is the only protection.”
I didn’t trust her, but I couldn’t deny her logic. Agatha always held her secrets close — for better or worse.
Sia folded her arms. “I don’t buy it, but fine. If you’re hiding something else, I swear I’ll—”
“Enough,” I cut in. “Agatha, open the portal.”
She nodded, stepping toward the crumbling wall of an old church. Her hands pressed against the stone, lips moving in an ancient tongue. The air shimmered, the wall cracked open, and a glowing passage appeared. One by one, we stepped through.
The world shifted.
We emerged in a quiet town surrounded by whispering woods. And then — I felt it.
Her presence.
My heart thundered. The bond pulsed through me like fire, stronger with each breath. My wolf howled within, wild with joy.
I turned to Agatha — and froze. She wasn’t old anymore. Her hair burned crimson, her skin smooth and youthful.
Sia stared at her, stunned. “I knew something was off about you.”
Agatha’s voice softened. “This is my home. The curse fades here.”
Clara scoffed. “You must have angered the wrong witch to earn a curse like that.”
Agatha didn’t answer. She only muttered something under her breath and walked ahead.
“How far until we reach her?” Lyra asked, exhausted.
“Almost there,” Agatha replied.
But I couldn’t wait. The bond was pulling me, urging me forward. I broke into a run.
And then — she appeared.
Everlina.
She came running toward me, her eyes bright with tears and light. “Aaron!”
I stopped, breath catching. She was more beautiful than I remembered — glowing with power and life. My beast roared with joy, claiming her all over again.
She reached me, and I pulled her into my arms. The world around us disappeared.
“I missed you,” she whispered.
“I missed you more.” I tilted her face up and kissed her — fiercely, desperately.
In that moment, nothing else mattered. Not curses, not portals, not wars or prophecies.
Just her.
Just us.
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