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Blackthorn 9

Blackthorn 9

Chapter 9

_Kael’s POV_ I stood in the middle of the Nightshade Pack’s training field, my eyes scanning the trees like I expected her to walk out from the woods at any second. But she didn’t. She hadn’t in two days. Lisa was gone. And no one knew where she went. I clenched my fists, the cool morning wind whipping through my hair as a guard approached me from behind. “No sign of her,” he said grimly. “We’ve searched the east and west borders twice. Tracked her scent north, but it fades near the forest.” I turned toward him slowly. “The forest?” The guard nodded. “Yeah. It’s like she disappeared into thin air.” I ground my teeth. “That doesn’t make sense. No one can just vanish.” “She didn’t take her phone,” he added. “It’s still in her room.” My jaw tightened. She hadn’t even taken her phone. That meant she didn’t plan to leave for long… or she left in a rush. Either way, something wasn’t right. “She wouldn’t just run off,” I muttered. “Her parents think she did,” he said. “They say she was emotional after what happened. Maybe she needed space.” I scoffed. “Space? She was a member of this pack. She was safe here and she had a roof above her head. I just rejected her. She was—” I stopped myself. I couldn’t say it out loud. Not the real reason she left. I had rejected her. Me. Her mate. The words I had thrown at her—cold, cruel, final—played in my mind on repeat. “You’re nothing to me.” “I choose Roxanne.” I felt sick just thinking about it. But I had to stick to it. That was the decision I made. That was the right choice… wasn’t it? “Maybe she’ll come back soon,” the guard offered. I didn’t answer. Because I wasn’t sure I wanted her to come back. Or maybe… I wanted her to, but I didn’t deserve it. I turned away from him and walked toward the pack house. My father, Alpha Alexis, was waiting for me in his office. So were Lisa’s parents. As I stepped into the room, I noticed the heavy silence right away. My father stood behind his desk, arms crossed. My mother sat beside him. There was a tense expression on her face. Lisa’s mother looked pale and worried. Her eyes were red like she had been crying. Her father, Beta Gregory, had his arms folded, trying to appear calm. “We were just discussing Lisa,” my father said. I nodded stiffly. “Anything new?” Gregory sighed. “We believe she ran away. It’s the only explanation.” “She wouldn’t just run off,” I said again, my voice sharper this time. “She’s not like that.” Her mother wiped her eyes. “She was hurt. She’s always been sensitive. And after… after what happened at the ceremony—” Her voice broke. I looked away. “She’ll come back,” Gregory said, placing a hand on his wife’s shoulder. “She probably just needs a day or two.” “Unless the rogues got her,” I said before I could stop myself. The room went silent. Her mother gasped softly. My father shot me a warning look. “That’s not helpful,” he muttered under his breath. I ran a hand through my hair. “Sorry. I just… I don’t like not knowing where she is.” My wolf, Valric, stirred in my mind. We need to find her. No, I snapped back. She’s not ours anymore. She’s hurting. She’s alone. We rejected her, remember? She’s not our problem. Valric growled, low and angry. I pushed him down, trying to silence the storm building inside me. There was a knock at the door. Roxanne stepped in, her lips curved in a soft smile. “Am I interrupting?” Her eyes flicked to Lisa’s parents, then back to me. “No,” my mother said gently. “We were just finishing up.” Roxanne crossed the room and slipped her arm through mine. “Good. Because I wanted to talk about the engagement.” My stomach turned. Now? She chose now? “I was thinking we shouldn’t wait too long,” she said sweetly. “A month from now would be perfect, don’t you think?” I stared at her. “A month?” “Yes! That gives us enough time for invitations, decorations, the dress… and the elders said it’s a good time. Auspicious, they called it.” My father nodded. “It is a good time. The sooner we solidify the bond between our families, the better.” “I agree,” Gregory added. “We need some good news right now.” Roxanne beamed. “See? Everyone’s excited.” Everyone but me. Valric snarled in my mind. Don’t do it. Shut up, I snapped. She’s not the one. Lisa is gone. She’s not dead. She’s not coming back either. We should look for her. We need her. She’s our mate! I gritted my teeth. Roxanne leaned closer. “Kael? Is that okay with you?” All eyes turned to me. I felt trapped. I didn’t want this. Not like this. But everyone looked so happy. So sure. “Yes,” I said finally. “One month.” My mother smiled. Roxanne squealed and hugged me tightly. Valric howled in rage inside my mind. I ignored him. Later that night, I sat alone in my room, staring at the wall. The lights were dim. The fireplace was low. And I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Lisa. Where was she now? Was she safe? Was she warm? Was she still thinking about me? I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. My hands were clenched tightly. Valric was pacing restlessly. You made a mistake. It’s done. Fix it. I can’t. You don’t love Roxanne. That doesn’t matter. It matters to me! I slammed my fist into the wall. The sound echoed through the room. My heart pounded in my chest. I couldn’t breathe. Why did it feel like I was dying? Why did it feel like… like something inside me had broken? There was a soft knock at the door. I didn’t answer. Roxanne stepped in anyway. “Kael?” I didn’t turn around. She crossed the room and sat beside me. “You’ve been quiet all evening.” “I’m tired.” She rested her hand on my arm. “You’re still thinking about her, aren’t you?” I stiffened. “No.” “Don’t lie to me,” she said softly. I looked at her then. She wasn’t smiling. She looked… sad. And maybe even a little angry. “She’s gone,” Roxanne said. “Why are you still holding on to her?” “I’m not.” “She rejected this pack. She ran away. You said it yourself.” “I didn’t say that.” “She’s not coming back, Kael. You know that.” I looked down. “Maybe.” “I’m your future,” she whispered, leaning close. “Not her.” Her fingers slid over mine. I didn’t pull away, but I didn’t hold on either. “She’s not your mate anymore.” I didn’t answer. She leaned in, her lips brushing my cheek. “We’ll be happy. You’ll see.” I closed my eyes. I wanted to believe her. But Valric’s voice rang louder than ever. She’s not the one we need. Lisa is. And I couldn’t deny it anymore. No matter how much I tried. No matter how hard I pushed it down. I had rejected Lisa. But my heart… and my wolf… hadn’t. And that truth was starting to tear me apart.
Blackthorn

Blackthorn

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Blackthorn

“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.

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