My Made‑Up Werewolf Mate Sent Me Gifts Chapter 08

My Made‑Up Werewolf Mate Sent Me Gifts Chapter 08: The Wolf Howl

That night, the Mate Bond activated again.

This time, the link was clearer than ever before.

I could not only hear Logan’s voice.

I could see his face, his expression, even feel his heartbeat.

“Sweetie,” he said, “the full moon is in three days. I will perform the recall ritual. You need to return to the

place where you died. That forest.”

“And then?”

“Then you cross the border between life and death. I’ll meet you on the other side.”

“What’s the cost?”

Logan fell silent.

“Logan Blackwood,” I said in a commanding tone, “tell me the cost.”

He lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.

“The ritual requires me to offer half my life force. I may… become an ordinary wolf. No Alpha power. No power to rule the pack. I may even become a wolfless werewolf.”

“Will you die?”

“No.”

He was lying.

I could feel it.

Because the Mate Bond let me sense every emotional fluctuation.

“You’re lying to me,” I said.

Logan’s tears fell.

“Sweetie, without you, I died a long time ago. The day you died three years ago, I died too. What stayed alive

was only a shell built for revenge. Please. Let me bring you back.”

I cried too.

“We’ll find another way,” I said. “I don’t want you to die.”

In the final second before the link broke, I heard him say one thing.

“You’ve never disappointed me, Vee. This time, don’t leave me alone.”

I lay awake all night.

The next day, I went to find Nonno.

I told him everything.

Logan.

The Darkmoon Pack.

The silver dagger.

The Pale.

The recall ritual.

Nonno was silent for a long time.

Then he removed his hearing aid and put it back on.

“Vee,” he said, “do you know why I’m here?”

I shook my head.

“I didn’t die by accident,” Nonno said. “I died protecting you. The night the Darkmoon Pack came for you, I stood in front of you. They killed me first, then went to kill you.”

My whole body trembled.

Nonno held my hand.

“I didn’t regret it when I died. I don’t regret it now. You are my granddaughter. You are the Luna of your pack. You have to go back. You must go back.”

“But Logan will die…”

“He won’t,” Nonno said. “Because you will save him. Just like he saved you.”