The Fated Series
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Chapter 10 Bound and Questioned img
Chapter 11 The Alpha's Struggle img
Chapter 12 Echoes of Turmoil img
Chapter 13 Truth Revealed img
Chapter 14 The Weight of Apology img
Chapter 15 Omega img
Chapter 16 Broken Roles img
Chapter 17 Fractures img
Chapter 18 Sparks in the Dark img
Chapter 19 The Quiet Ache img
Chapter 20 Council of Shadows img
Chapter 21 The Garden's Shadow img
Chapter 22 Ash and Dawn img
Chapter 23 Sparks in the Dust img
Chapter 24 The Weight of Regret img
Chapter 25 Cracks in the Pearl img
Chapter 26 A Table for Two img
Chapter 27 Reliving the Nightmare img
Chapter 28 Testing the Scar img
Chapter 29 Bold img
Chapter 30 Demanding Blood img
Chapter 31 Surprise img
Chapter 32 A Choice Lost img
Chapter 33 Acceptance img
Chapter 34 Luna-Born img
Chapter 35 Trail of Mistakes img
Chapter 36 Holding Down the Fort img
Chapter 37 Chosen img
Chapter 38 Frozen  img
Chapter 39 Heavy Thoughts img
Chapter 40 An Opportunity img
Chapter 41 Finally Free img
Chapter 42 Chaos img
Chapter 43 Obedience img
Chapter 44 Sparks img
Chapter 45 Tricks and Games img
Chapter 46 Losing It img
Chapter 47 Call of the Pack img
Chapter 48 Time Slows  img
Chapter 49 Party of Four img
Chapter 50 Threads of Fate img
Chapter 51 Choose img
Chapter 52 Snapped img
Chapter 53 4 Alphas, 1 Queen Luna img
Chapter 54 Epilogue img
Chapter 55 Book 2- Chapter One-Reset img
Chapter 56 Mint Tea img
Chapter 57 Fall in Line img
Chapter 58 His Reluctant Flame img
Chapter 59 The Wolf Within img
Chapter 60 The Voice That Anchors img
Chapter 61 Shadows in the Study img
Chapter 62 Sealed in Wax img
Chapter 63 The Feast img
Chapter 64 Take Flight img
Chapter 65 Marked img
Chapter 66 Regret Ridden img
Chapter 67 Staring Daggers img
Chapter 68 Claimed in Firelight img
Chapter 69 Morning Sunlight img
Chapter 70 Next in Line img
Chapter 71 Final Goodbye img
Chapter 72 Strings of Glass img
Chapter 73 Pine and Fire img
Chapter 74 Pine Wood Days img
Chapter 75 Roots and Rings img
Chapter 76 Fire in the Pines img
Chapter 77 Coffee and Confrontations img
Chapter 78 Whisper in the Library img
Chapter 79 Motions img
Chapter 80 Hanging in the Balance img
Chapter 81 Bloodlines img
Chapter 82 The Mirror and the Man img
Chapter 83 The War Room img
Chapter 84 The Threads Tighten img
Chapter 85 The Alpha of Shadows img
Chapter 86 A Taste of Light img
Chapter 87 Evans of Green Briar img
Chapter 88 Onward img
Chapter 89 Sweet Freedom img
Chapter 90 The Forest img
Chapter 91 The Fortress img
Chapter 92 Free Falling img
Chapter 93 Silver Bullet img
Chapter 94 Blood in the Water img
Chapter 95 Break, Bind, Breathe img
Chapter 96 Green Briar Alpha img
Chapter 97 The Weight of the Throne img
Chapter 98 A Choice for Herself img
Chapter 99 Blood and the Promise img
Chapter 100 Stay img
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Chapter 6 A Rogue's Scent

Chapter Six – A Rogue's Scent



Evandra

Her paws stumbled, body giving out as the world tilted and blurred. She could hear snarls and howls all around, but they weren't rogues anymore-these were stronger, disciplined, the sound of warriors.

Then the ground rushed up to meet her. She shifted back mid-fall, her battered human form hitting the dirt. Pain flared bright and merciless in her shoulder, her breath shallow and ragged.

Shapes closed in: wolves, sleek and powerful, hackles raised. Her vision blurred, but she caught a flash of silver-gray fur and the glint of spears tipped in moonlight. Voices shouted over her head, rough but controlled.

"She crossed the border!"

"Rogues are behind her-watch for ambush!"

Evandra tried to speak, to tell them she wasn't a threat, but blood filled her mouth, turning her words to a cough. Her body trembled, unable to shift again.

And then everything stilled.

A new presence stepped forward, and the wolves parted without hesitation. Tall, broad-shouldered, eyes piercing green catching the moonlight. His scent was cedar smoke and steel, Alpha strength rolling off him in waves.

He was looking at her.

Tristan

Tristan Walker's wolf surged the moment the scent hit him. Wildflowers and rain, fresh and intoxicating, a fragrance so vivid he could almost taste it. Thorne lunged inside him, snarling with recognition, desperate to get closer.

Mate.

The word shook him to his core. Tristan staggered, his chest tightening as the bond snapped into place. His mate. His goddess-given mate... lying broken on the dirt of his border.

But she was a rogue.

Panic coiled like a viper in his gut. Thorne raged, clawing against him. She is ours. Claim her. Protect her.

"No," Tristan ground out inwardly, forcing control. She reeks of rogue blood. She came with them, Thorne. What trick is this?

Thorne's snarl shook him. I don't care where she came from. She is ours.

Tristan turned sharply, addressing his sentries, ignoring the magnetic pull dragging him toward the woman. "Take her to the infirmary. Treat her shoulder." His voice was ice. "Bind her with rope, not silver cuffs, she is already injured enough. But I still want answers."

The wolves obeyed instantly, hauling the broken stranger to her feet. Tristan forced himself to turn away, his heart hammering as Thorne clawed for release.

He didn't dare look again.

Evandra

She drifted in and out of consciousness as rough hands carried her, as ropes tightened around her wrists. The sting burned against her skin, locking her beneath her flesh. She tried to fight, to explain, but her body was too weak.

The next she knew, she was lying on a cot, the scent of herbs and steel filling the air. Bandages wound tightly around her shoulder. The ropes were tied to the bedframe.

Her chest tightened. A prisoner.

The door opened, and she lifted her head. He stood there. The Alpha who had found her. His green eyes locked on hers.

And recognition struck like lightning.

She knew him. She remembered him standing tall at the Moon Gala, black suit gleaming, his presence commanding even from across the hall. She remembered brushing past him in the photo line, her arm slipping through Jalen's as she tried to pose for the cameras, Jalen stiff as stone beside her. Tristan Walker had been watching.

And now here he was, staring at her as though he'd seen a ghost.

His lips parted slightly, confusion warring with something raw in his gaze.

"You," Tristan murmured, more to himself than to her. "The Pearl Pack's Luna."

Evandra's throat tightened. Shame, pain, and fury tangled in her chest. "Not anymore," she whispered.

            
            

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