Blackthorn 136

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Lisa’s POV_

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The road back to Frostbane was long and quiet. The SUV’s engine hummed softly as it rolled over the uneven path. The headlights were slicing through the pale mist of dawn. I sat by the window, my forehead resting lightly against the cool glass. Trees blurred past us like ghostly shadows. Every now and then, Rylan’s hand brushed mine on the seat between us. He was grounding me and reminding me that I was still here, that the battle was truly over.

Fenric was gone. My father. My enemy.

Even now, the words didn’t feel real.

I turned my head slightly and glanced at Rylan. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly. His knuckles were pale and his eyes were focused on the road ahead. The tension in his jaw had not eased since we left the ruins of Shadowrune.

He was strong, steady, and silent…just like always. But I could sense the storm beneath his calm. He had almost lost me again.

“You should rest,” he said quietly without looking at me.

“I can’t,” I whispered. My voice cracked. “Every time I close my eyes, I see him.”

Rylan sighed softly. “You don’t have to carry that burden, Lisa. He is gone forever now.”

I shook my head and stared out at the dark forest. “He was my father.”

Sierra stirred inside me, her voice low and soft. He was blood, yes. But not family.

“I know,” I whispered to her in my mind. “But it still hurts.”

When we finally reached the Frostbane gates, the guards bowed their heads in respect. Word had already spread about the battle, about Fenric’s fall, and Kael’s sacrifice. The moment we crossed into the territory, something inside me eased. I felt relieved to be back home.

Rylan parked the SUV near the mansion steps. The night sky was clear now, painted with stars, and the faint glow of the moon washed over the gardens.

As soon as we stepped out, Alexandra ran toward us. Her black hair was loose and wild. She was excited. Behind her, a tall man followed. He kept his eyes down and his steps were hesitant.

“Lisa!” Alexandra cried and wrapped me in a tight hug. I clung to her, breathing in the familiar

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scent of herbs and lavender. For a moment, the weight in my chest lightened.

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“You’re safe,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “I thought… I thought we had lost you.”

“I’m okay,” I said softly, though my throat burned with unshed tears. “We all made it back.”

Rylan stood a few steps away. His arms were folded and his eyes were fixed on the man behind her: Johan.

Rylan’s voice came out cold. “So, this is the man who captured my sister’s heart.”

Johan bowed slightly. “Alpha Rylan… I know I don’t deserve forgiveness. Fenric used me. He threatened my life and forced Alexandra to obey his commands. She…she lied and hurt people because of me. I take full responsibility.”

Alexandra’s eyes filled with tears. “Rylan, please…”

But before she could finish, Rylan raised his hand. His expression was unreadable. “You caused a lot of pain, Johan. Because of you, my sister risked everything. Because of you, Lisa nearly…” He stopped himself. His voice cracked with emotion.

Johan lowered his head. “I’ll spend the rest of my life making it right. I swear it.”

Silence stretched between them. Alexandra trembled beside him, clutching Johan’s arm.

Then Rylan sighed. It was a slow and tired sound. He took a step forward, his lips twitching into something that looked almost like a smirk. “I should throw you out of my pack.”

Johan’s eyes widened, but before he could speak, Rylan reached out and pulled him into a firm hug.

“Welcome to the family,” he said, his voice softening. “But if you ever hurt her again… you’ll wish you were dead before I get to you.”

Johan blinked in shock, then smiled. It was a relieved and genuine smile. “You have my word, Alpha.”

Alexandra burst into tears and hugged them both. I couldn’t help but laugh, the sound breaking through the tension like sunlight through clouds.

For the first time in days, it felt like home again.

The next evening, Rylan and I drove back to the ruins of NightCrest. The land that had once thrived with laughter and life now lay silent beneath a blanket of ash. The air still carried the faint scent of smoke and blood, even after all this time. Charred beams jutted from the earth like blackened bones and the once–majestic packhouse stood as a hollow shell.

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We stopped before what remained of the courtyard, where the statue of Althea still stood. It was old now, worn by weather and fire, yet untouched by time in a haunting way. Cracks. traced her stone skin but her face remained heartbreakingly serene.

“This is where it all began,” I whispered.

Rylan placed a hand on my shoulder. “And where it ends.”

Together, we lifted the enchanted dagger that Morana had blessed and drove it into the heart of the statue. The stone groaned as if alive, splitting open from the inside. A blinding white light poured out and swirled around us. I had to shield my eyes.

When the light finally faded, the statue was gone. Only dust remained.

A soft wind brushed against my face. It carried the faint scent of jasmine and warmth. I looked up and saw a white light flicker across the sky….like a falling star. My chest ached but in a good way.

“She’s free,” I whispered. “She’s finally free.”

Sierra’s voice was gentle. She’s watching you, Lisa. She always was.

I smiled faintly. Tears filled my eyes. “Goodbye, Mom.”

Rylan’s fingers laced through mine. “She would be proud of you,” he said softly.

We walked back toward the SUV in silence. My heart felt lighter, but also… empty. The events of the past days weighed heavily. My father’s death. Kael’s sacrifice. The souls freed from

their torment.

And the question that would not leave me… Kael’s last words.

He had said he took an innocent life. Morana had told me it was his karma, but she wouldn’t

say more.

What had he done? What sin had been so great that his death was the only way to balance

it?

Sierra’s voice was quiet in my mind. Sometimes, knowing the truth brings more pain than

peace.

“I just want to understand,” I whispered.

Then listen to your heart, not the ghosts of your past, she replied softly.

I didn’t answer. I didn’t know how.

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That night, after dinner, Rylan asked me to walk with him in the garden. The moon was bright and full. The moonlight washed the world in silver. The flowers glowed softly in the pale light.

For a while, we walked in silence. I could hear the distant howl of wolves in the forest. Rylan stopped near the old willow tree. His hand tightened around mine.

“You’ve been quiet,” he said gently. “Tell me what’s bothering you.”

I sighed. “Everything. The battle, Fenric, Kael’s death… I keep thinking about it. About how he saved us all.”

Rylan looked at me with that deep and steady gaze. “Kael made his choice. He wanted to make things right.”

“But he didn’t have to die,” I whispered. “He could have lived.”

“Maybe,” Rylan said softly. “But maybe he finally found peace that way.”

I looked up at the stars. They shimmered like tears scattered across the sky. “I wish I could

have told him that I forgave him.”

“I think he knew,” Rylan said.

We stood in silence. The wind brushed through the trees, carrying the scent of wild roses. Then, Rylan suddenly turned to me. His expression changed.

He went down on one knee.

“Rylan…” I breathed. My heart stopped.

He smiled faintly and pulled a small silver ring from his pocket. “Lisa Evans,” he said, his voice deep and steady. “You’ve been through fire and darkness. You’ve fought battles no one should ever face. But you’ve come out stronger, braver and more beautiful than ever.”

I covered my mouth with trembling hands.

He looked up at me. His eyes were glinting with love. “I don’t know what tomorrow holds. But I do know this….I don’t want to face a single day without you by my side. Will you marry me?”

Tears slipped down my cheeks before I could answer. My voice was shaking. “Yes. Yes, I will.

”

Rylan laughed softly. He slid the ring onto my finger. It glimmered under the moonlight. Then he stood and pulled me into his arms.

His lips brushed mine. They felt warm and soft.

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Sierra purred in my mind. It was about time.

I laughed against his lips. It was a sound that felt like sunlight after years of rain.

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When we finally pulled apart, Rylan rested his forehead against mine. “We’ll build a new future, Lisa,” he whispered. “No more shadows. No more pain.”

I nodded. “Just us…..Just peace.”

As the night wrapped around us, I looked up at the sky again. The stars shimmered brighter. It was as if my mom was watching over us and she gave us her blessings.

Kael’s sacrifice, Fenric’s fall, my mother’s freedom….it all felt like the end of a long and dark

story.

But standing there, in Rylan’s arms, I realized something. Every ending was just another

beginning.

And this time, it was ours.

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“The Wolf Who Couldn’t Shift”

1. The Outcast of Nightshade Pack

Lisa had always been the outcast of her own home — a wolf without a wolf.

In the Nightshade Pack, turning twenty-one meant power, dominance, and pride. Every werewolf her age had already shifted, embracing their animal half. But Lisa hadn’t. Her wolf had never emerged.

Because of that, she was treated as an anomaly, a failure, and a source of shame.
Her parents ignored her. The pack ridiculed her. Even her own blood — her beautiful, perfect sister Roxanne — made her life a living nightmare.

Roxanne was everything Lisa wasn’t: strong, admired, and loved. The perfect daughter. The shining jewel of the family. And to make matters worse, Roxanne was dating Kael Blackthorn, the Alpha’s son — a man everyone respected and desired.

For Lisa, that was the final reminder of her insignificance. Every time she saw them together, it only highlighted the chasm between their worlds.

2. A Celebration That Wasn’t Hers

That night was Roxanne’s birthday, and their mother had transformed their home into a grand venue — lights, laughter, and music filled the air. Roxanne had been gifted a stunning red gown, handpicked by their mother, while Lisa was given a single task: serve the guests.

No one remembered Lisa’s birthday a few months ago. No cake. No presents. No “happy birthday.” Her parents had said it plainly before — Roxanne came first.
Lisa was simply expected to sacrifice and stay silent.

Still, she wanted to look decent. She chose a modest navy-blue dress, applied light makeup, and promised herself she wouldn’t let the night break her.

But the universe — or rather, Roxanne — had other plans.

3. Sister Cruelty

The door burst open, and Roxanne walked in like a queen entering a servant’s quarters. Her crimson lips curved into a smirk.

“What are you doing? You should be downstairs, not wasting time,” she sneered.

“I’ll be down in a minute,” Lisa replied softly, trying to keep her calm.

Roxanne’s eyes glinted with malice. Without warning, she snatched Lisa’s face cream from the dresser and poured it all over her dress.

Lisa gasped as the thick cream soaked through the fabric, staining it completely.

“Roxanne!” she cried, panic and disbelief trembling in her voice. “Why would you do that?”

“Because you’re embarrassing,” Roxanne replied coldly. “You think dressing up will make people notice you? No one cares what you look like, Lisa. You’re nothing but a burden.”

Tears blurred Lisa’s vision as she ran downstairs, desperate for justice. But when she told their mother what had happened, she was met with scorn.

“Roxanne would never do that,” her mother said sharply. “Stop making excuses. Go change and get back to work.”

And there Roxanne stood beside her, smug and triumphant, watching Lisa break in silence.

4. The Invisible Sister

Lisa changed into an old, faded dress — dull and shapeless.
When she finally entered the main hall, guests were already laughing and drinking, the music echoing through the night.

She moved quietly among them, balancing trays and forcing smiles. She served drinks, ignored whispers, and endured Roxanne’s cruel jokes.

One of Roxanne’s friends gave Lisa a small, pitying smile.
“Oh, you must be Lisa, right? Roxanne’s sister?”

Before Lisa could answer, Roxanne appeared and laughed loudly.
“Don’t bother talking to her! She’s just the help tonight — our little maid.”

Her friends giggled, glancing at Lisa like she was a joke.
“She’s really your sister?” one asked. “She doesn’t even look like she belongs here.”

“She doesn’t,” Roxanne said proudly. “She’s an embarrassment to the family.”

The laughter burned like fire in Lisa’s ears. But she didn’t fight back.
She had learned long ago that silence hurt less than hope.

5. The Alpha’s Arrival

Suddenly, the noise died down. All eyes turned toward the entrance.

The Alpha, Luna, and their son Kael Blackthorn — Roxanne’s boyfriend — had arrived. Their presence demanded respect, their aura commanding silence.

Kael was striking — tall, dark-haired, eyes sharp and unreadable. Power radiated from him effortlessly.
He walked straight to Roxanne, pulling her into his arms, kissing her in front of everyone.

The crowd cheered. Roxanne basked in the attention like it was her birthright.

Lisa’s stomach twisted. Not out of jealousy — but from the ache of being so invisible even to those who shared her blood.

“Lisa!” Roxanne called, her tone dripping with authority. “Bring drinks for me and Kael.”

Lisa obeyed. She returned with a tray of crystal glasses, keeping her head down. But when she approached, she felt his gaze.

Kael was watching her.

“Is that your sister?” he asked, his voice low and deep. “What’s her name? I don’t think I’ve seen her before.”

Roxanne laughed, tightening her arm around him.
“Oh, don’t bother. She’s not important. Just the family failure. Focus on me.”

Then she kissed him again — possessive, showy, territorial.

6. The Breaking Point

Something inside Lisa snapped.

For years, she had swallowed humiliation, endured cruelty, and told herself it didn’t matter. But as she stood there, watching her sister claim everything — their parents’ love, the pack’s respect, even Kael’s attention — something deep within her stirred.

Maybe it was anger. Maybe it was pain. Maybe it was the first stirrings of the wolf she thought she’d never have.

But it was there — hot, alive, awake.

She placed the tray down calmly, ignoring Roxanne’s voice calling after her.
She walked away — past the laughter, past the whispers, past every face that had ever looked at her with pity.

They could laugh. They could mock.
But one day, they would see.

7. A Shift Waiting to Happen

As the night went on, Lisa slipped quietly outside. The cool air hit her face, carrying the scent of pine and moonlight.

The party’s laughter echoed behind her, but she barely heard it. Her heart pounded with a strange rhythm, her blood burning beneath her skin.

Something was happening — a pull in her soul, a whisper in her bones.

She tilted her head toward the moon, feeling its glow on her skin.
For the first time in her life, she didn’t feel weak. She felt something ancient stirring inside her, clawing to be free.

Maybe her wolf wasn’t gone.
Maybe it had just been waiting — for the moment Lisa stopped begging to be seen, and started seeing herself.

8. The Beginning of Change

Inside, the celebration continued. Roxanne laughed, oblivious to the storm brewing.

Kael’s eyes flicked toward the window where Lisa stood in the moonlight. For a brief second, something unreadable crossed his expression — curiosity, or maybe recognition.

He didn’t know it yet. None of them did.
But the quiet, invisible girl they had mocked all her life was about to become something far greater than any of them could imagine.

Because sometimes, the wolves who are late to shift…
Are the ones destined to lead the pack.