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“What?” she snapped. “Are you going to? Before someone else tells high?”
I winced
I knew she was right
Ethan deserved the truth. He should’ve been the first person I told.
But how the hell was I supposed to tell my brother that I had been lying to him since the day been hiding the truth of my mate bond, that I had been sneaking around, training with Nate? Wanting Nate? y we turned sixteen? That I had
That I had chosen Max, but I still hadn’t broken the bond?
That no matter how much I tried to pretend otherwise-a part of me still didn’t want to?
Eva’s lips pressed into a thin line. “You need to tell him, Jizzy” she said sadly
I opened my mouth but nothing came out. Instead, I nodded
Before she could tell me again, a faint shuffling sound caught my attention.
A barely there whisper of fabric against the floor
My entire body locked up.
Eva’s brows furrowed, but before she could say anything, something slid under my door.
A small piece of paper
My breath hitched as I took a slow, shaky step forward, my pulse hammering violently.
The room felt too quiet. Too still.
My fingers trembled as I reached down, picking up the note.
It was short, simple and terrifying.
‘You’re asking too many questions. Stop. Before we stop you.”
The blood drained from my face.
My heart stopped beating for a second too long.
Eva moved closer, her breath hitching. “Jiselle…?”
I didn’t answer.
I couldn’t.
All I could do was stare at the words-cold, sharp, a knife pressed against my throat.
I turned sharply, ripping open the door-nothing.
The hall was empty.
No movement. No sound.
Just the faint echo of footsteps-already too far away.
I swallowed hard, my grip tightening on the note until the paper crumpled in my palm.
I had been right.
Hadelyn wasn’t giving this up.
And now, I had to stop.
Or else.
*Jiselle
I didn’t sleep.
I couldn’t sleep.
The note sat on my nightstand like it was alive. Like it was watching me. Waiting for me to reach for it, even though I had already read the damn thing a hundred times in my head.
You’re asking too many questions. Stop. Before we stop you.
It looped endlessly in my mind, a chant I couldn’t silence. My fingers ached from how tightly I kept clenching them into fists, my legs colled with tension. Every creak in the floorboards, every gust of wind rattling the windows made my wolf bristle and press beneath my skin like she was trying to claw her way out.
I kept checking over my shoulder, half-expecting someone to be there. Waiting. Watching. Ready to strike.
But no one came.
Nothing happened.
And that made it worse.
It was too quiet. Too still Like the world was holding its breath, just long enough to crush me with what came next.
By the time the horizon bled with the first grey slivers of morning, I was sitting on the edge of my bed, hoodie pulled tight around me, my heart still pounding like it was waiting for the final blow. My eyes burned from the lack of sleep, but I wasn’t tired. I was strung out. Frayed at the edges. Teetering between fight and flight.
I needed answers,
I didn’t care what Nate said about waiting until second year,
I couldn’t wait
Not after what we found. Not after Hadelyn’s face. Not after the note.
I had barely made it halfway down the corridor, slipping silently through the halls, when someone stepped directly into my path
I jerked to a halt, breath hitching.
Those silver eyes.
Max
He looked like he hadn’t slept either, though he was dressed like he had woken up hours ago-black tactical shirt stretched over his chest, dark joggers sitting low on his hips, combat boots laced tight like he was ready to take on the world. His expression was unreadable, stoic and cold.
But his eyes… his eyes were anything but.
There was fury there. And something else. Something bitter and betrayed and heartbreakingly familiar.
I from
Neither of us spoke.
Not at first
The hallway, though empty, felt like it was closing in on me. My chest squeezed, painfully tight, as if it already knew what was coming
Then he spoke.
Five words
“I need to talk Now”
There was no emotion in his voice. Just iron. Just finality
Thesitated, heart sinking. I had been on my way to find Nate, to try-even if it was aimlessly- to make him tell me what I needed to do What this place was hiding. But Max’s eyes.
I couldn’t walk away from ther
I couldn’t walk away from him. Nit again
“Okay” I said quietly
Successfully unlocked!
He didn’t respond. Just turned on his heel and started walking. I followed in silence, the space between us thick with everything we hadn’t said
His room hadn’t changed. It was still so him-minimalist, clean, edges sharp and structured. There was a military neatness to it, like he didn’t allow himself the luxury of mess, not even in the place he rested
The second the door closed behind us, he spun around.
He didn’t yell
He didn’t even raise his voice.
“Someone tried to break into my room last night”
My breath caught and I went still.
“Did-did they take anything?” I stuttered, my heart hammering from my chest.
“No,” he hissed. “But they left this.” are or
He handed me an almost identical note to mine but instead, it read “Keep her in line, or else it won’t matter who you a how powerful you are. She will die.”
Ty sides.
I felt the blood drain from my face. My hands curled tightly at my sides.
So whoever sent it still thought Max and I were together. It was definitely Hadelyn. Yet, it made no sense, because he knew Nate was my mate. So why would Max get this and not Nate?
Max’s eyes narrowed, reading me instantly. “What did you do, Jiselle?”
I tried to school my face into something neutral, but it was too late. He could see right through me. He always could. “I didn’t-“
“Don’t,” he snapped.
His voice cut through the space like a blade, and I flinched.
“You have one last chance to tell me the truth, Jiselle. No more secrets. No more half-truths. No more protecting me from what you think I can’t handle.
I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly bone-dry. “I didn’t want to put you in more danger.”
His jaw flexed,
“You think I’m not already there?” he said. “You think after what they did to me, after what I saw with that rogue-after everything-that they don’t know how deep this goes?”
My heart ached at the memory of his bruised face, the slashes that took days to heal even with his enhanced regeneration. The rage, the betrayal, the silent screams in his eyes when he came back to me bloody and broken.
“I know,” I whispered.
“Then why are you still lying to me?” His voice cracked slightly at the end, raw and exposed.
Tears welled in my eyes, but I didn’t let them fall
“1 was trying to protect you,” I said again, this time softer. “Because I love you.”
He stilled
The air seemed to drain out of the room.
His shoulders went rigid. His arms dropped to his sides. He blinked once. Slowly.
You what?”
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