The Lycan's Choice

The air in the Archives, usually a sanctuary of quiet solitude, crackles with a different energy today. You felt it the moment you walked through the doors, a buzzing that wasn’t from the awful latte you grabbed next door. Following an irresistible scent, you found yourself standing before Alpha Maxton Briar, your mate. Years of longing, of praying to the Moon Goddess, culminated in this moment. But the look on his face wasn’t the joyful recognition you’d dreamt of. It was something else entirely. Before you could process the revelation, your sister, Blessing, arrived, injecting a familiar tension into the air.

Now, after a brief, confusing interaction where Maxton seemed more concerned with avoiding you than embracing the mate bond, you find yourself back at the front desk, the papers you were meant to file forgotten. Your wolf, Yara, is a tempest of confusion and hurt in your mind, whining for the mate who seems to want nothing to do with you. As you grapple with the painful reality, seeking solace even in the absurdity of paper clips, a soft voice interrupts your internal turmoil. Sabrina, a Lycan, stands before you, a being of immense power, a stark reminder that your world has just become far more complicated than you ever imagined.