Tessa was the Frostmoon alpha’s daughter, but she had been born weak and wolf-less. A witch’s prophecy had declared she would never awaken her wolf, branding her a disgrace.
The Sinclair family despised her. Rumors painted her as lazy and dishonorable, claiming she associated with Rogues and had even miscarried a Rogue’s child at twelve. Embarrassed by her existence, the Sinclairs had exiled her to Falindale to fend for herself.
Unbothered by the murmurs, Tessa walked on.
Not long after, a sleek black car pulled up beside her. The door opened, and a tall, handsome male werewolf stepped out.
“Ms. Sinclair,” he said politely. “I’m Nathaniel. My alpha would like to have a word with you.”
He opened the back door, and Tessa saw the refined man seated inside – Landon.
Despite knowing he was the alpha of the Nightshade Pack, Tessa showed no hint of the usual reverence werewolves displayed toward alphas. Instead, she climbed into the car and sat beside him.
“You lost that much blood and still survived?
Impressive,” she remarked casually, her striking blue eyes void of emotion.
This girl has some nerve. Nathaniel, seated in the front, felt his lips twitch. No one in Montedra talks to the alpha like this.
“I’m Landon. Thank you for saving me yesterday,” Landon said, handing her a business card.
As he did, he silently reached out to Flex through Mind Link. Flex, is she our destined mate?
The moment Tessa stepped into the car, Flex sprang to life.
As soon as Landon posed his question, Flex responded eagerly, I can’t sense her wolf, so I can’t confirm if she’s my mate. But I like her!
Funny, I do too, Landon replied.
Though he couldn’t be certain if Tessa was his destined mate, he and Flex both felt drawn to her.
Beyond that, Landon was certain she was hiding a lot of secrets.
An unawakened teenage girl shouldn’t have been able to handle trained werewolf mercenaries – let alone fifteen of them so effortlessly.
What’s more, regular werewolves couldn’t withstand the oppressive force of his Alpha’s Presence, but Tessa wasn’t affected at all. Instead, she had the audacity to tease him with ease.
And that wasn’t even mentioning her surgical skills and ability to detoxify him…
Everything about her only deepened Landon’s curiosity.
His conversation with Flex lasted just moments, but in that time, Landon noticed how Tessa took the business card he offered, barely glanced at it, and shoved it directly into her bag.
“Did you study medicine?” Nathaniel finally asked the question on his mind. A 17-year-old girl who could remove a bullet wasn’t exactly ordinary.
Tessa shook her head. “No. My neighbor’s a vet. I’ve helped him a few times.”
It wasn’t exactly a lie.
Her neighbor did operate on wolves, and after watching him a few times, she had picked up the basics.
Werewolves and wolves weren’t so different.
Nathaniel glanced at Landon, his expression hard to read. Did you hear that, Alpha? She treated you like a wild animal.
“A vet who can remove bullets?” Nathaniel asked incredulously.
“I’ve never done it before,” Tessa replied nonchalantly. “He just looked like he was about to die, so I gave it a shot.”
“Drop me off at the next intersection,” Tessa said to the driver.
The driver glanced at Landon, who gave a slight nod of approval.
When they reached the intersection, the car stopped, and Tessa got out.
“Ms. Sinclair, are you sure you don’t need any help?” Nathaniel asked, recalling how she might have angered the wrong people.
“No need,” she said with a wave before hailing a taxi and driving off.
“She’s so cool,” Nathaniel muttered, watching her disappear. He hadn’t met a female werewolf like her before – and she was stunning to boot. “Alpha, do you think she’s telling the truth?”
“What do you think?” Landon didn’t bother sparing Nathaniel a glance, his eyes still fixed in the direction Tessa had gone, a faint smile on his lips. “She’s… interesting.”
Nathaniel was stunned. Did the Alpha just say she’s interesting?
“Alpha, you’re not… into her, are you? I mean, I’ll admit she’s beautiful – way more striking than the women in Navoris – but isn’t she a bit too young?”
Landon shot him a sharp look, silencing him immediately.
“Shallow.”
Nathaniel shut his mouth. Sure, he was shallow. What man wasn’t?
The next morning, Tessa barely made it to class when her classmates informed her the principal had already come looking for her three times.
“Tessie, what did you do this time?”
Tessa had a bit of a reputation. Everyone knew her as a troublemaker, always fighting or getting into scrapes. Though, since transferring to their school, she hadn’t been in a single fight. Sure, she slept through every class, but this was Falindale High – the worst school in the area. Half the students slept through class, and the teachers didn’t care.
“Nothing. I’ll go check it out.”
She tossed her bag onto her desk and headed for the principal’s office.
“Tessa, what’s wrong with you?” Mr. Zavala, the principal, was fuming. “Your reputation is already terrible, and I’ve tried to look past that. But why did you have to start a fight? Do you even know who you hit? That was Mr. Caldwell’s son – the chief of police! And you put him in the hospital! What are you going to do now?”
He glared at her, clearly regretting ever accepting her into the school.
“I’ve already called your mother. With the trouble you’ve caused, our school can’t keep you anymore. Find another school that will take you – if there’s one.”
Tessa stayed silent throughout his tirade.
Within twenty minutes, Lila Quinn, her mother, arrived at the school.
“Mr. Zavala, what happened? Did Tessa get into trouble again?” Lila asked, not even bothering to get Tessa’s side of the story.
“Your daughter is beyond our ability to handle,” Mr. Zavala snapped. “You need to take her home immediately. And do you realize who she’s offended? Mr. Caldwell! This is a serious matter. I shouldn’t have admitted her in the first place.”
Lila pleaded, “Mr. Zavala, please give her another chance. If even Falindale High won’t take her, no other school will.”
“Mrs. Sinclair, I can’t help you. Your priority should be dealing with Mr. Caldwell. Now, please leave.”
Defeated, Lila turned and walked out of the office.
Seeing Tessa waiting outside, Lila’s face twisted in anger. She raised her hand, ready to slap her.
But Tessa caught her wrist mid-air, her icy gaze locking onto Lila.
“Mrs. Sinclair, what are you doing? What does my life have to do with you – or the Sinclair family? You all abandoned me, didn’t you? Whether I live or die has nothing to do with you.”
They had made their decision five years ago.
They chose to believe Winona Sinclair’s lies, to trust her accusations, and to abandon Tessa.
If that was their choice, then Tessa had nothing to do with them anymore.
“Tessa, how dare you say such things? Do you have any idea how disgraceful your actions were? You’ve humiliated the entire Sinclair family and the Frostmoon Pack in Navoris! And you still show no remorse?” Lila’s words were sharp and unforgiving.
Tessa’s disappointment ran deep. As her mother, Lila had never believed her – not once.
“Since your disgrace of a daughter has already been cast out of the Sinclair family and Frostmoon Pack, my life and death have nothing to do with you anymore. Don’t come looking for me, and stop meddling in my affairs.” Tessa’s voice was cold as she turned away to collect her bag from the classroom and leave.
Lila watched her go, her frustration growing. Can I really leave her be? No matter what, she is still my daughter – my blood runs in her veins.
And with Walter Sinclair, the former Frostmoon Pack alpha and Tessa’s grandfather, set to return, things would only get more complicated. Walter adored Tessa. If he found out they had abandoned her in Falindale, there was no telling how he’d react.
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