He Claimed My Best Friend, I Claimed My Future Chapter 06

He Claimed My Best Friend, I Claimed My Future Chapter 06

Lucian’s POV 

The night wind cut through my collar, carrying the 

damp scent of forest earth. My wolf thrashed in 

my chest, pushing me to go faster. One thought 

filled my head: find my mate. 

I circled through Silverpine’s residential streets 

until I found the small, familiar path. I stood 

outside Nora’s door and took a deep breath. 

No scent of Nora. 

I knocked harder. My fist pounded against the 

wood, but no one answered. 

“Stop banging, young man.” The door next door 

cracked open, and an elderly she–wolf peered out. She sounded annoyed. “That family moved out. Days ago.” 

“Where did they go?” My voice came out rough and guttural. 

“Don’t know.” She retreated inside. “They didn’t 

say.” 

I opened my social media in a panic and typed out 

a message to Nora. 

[Where did you go? I know I messed up. I already told Serena everything is over. I won’t have anything to do with her anymore. You’re the one I’ve always liked.] 

The message didn’t go through. 

The red exclamation point hit me like a slap. 

I was blocked. 

I tried the mind–link. But with the rejection, I couldn’t feel Nora at all anymore. 

I had never been so scared. 

In the days that followed, I hunted for any news of Nora like a wolf driven out of its territory. No one knew where she had gone. 

Even Serena couldn’t reach Nora anymore. She quietly dropped out of anything that involved me. 

Then one day, I remembered the silver–sealed 

acceptance letter I had thrown away. 

Ironclaw Warrior Academy. 

I tore through every list of new Ironclaw students 

they had published. When I reached the last page, 

my fingers stopped. 

Nora Vale. Ironclaw Warrior Academy, Class of- 

Nora had never lied to me. She had actually gotten 

into Ironclaw. 

I had almost destroyed her only way out. 

And I had never once asked her if she wanted to 

1. go. 

I had just made the decision for her. Because Noral 

was quiet. Because she was an Omega. Because I 

thought she should listen to me. 

I was wrong. 

Nora’s POV 

But I was a thousand miles away at Ironclaw 

Warrior Academy, inside an entirely different world. No one here pushed me into corners or 

pretended not to see me. 

Here, there was only training. From dawn until 

deep night, training that never stopped. 

I was up before sunrise, running through 

frost–covered forests, my feet crunching on frozen 

earth. 

My lungs burned, but my wolf howled low in her 

chest as I ran. She loved this. 

Scent tracking: blindfolded in the snow, tracking a 

rabbit. Fail and start over. Fail again. Keep going 

until my nose remembered the direction of the 

wind. 

Sparring rings: fighting other trainees, getting thrown to the ground ten times, getting back up 

ten times. 

No one laughed. They offered a hand, pulled me 

up, and said “good try” or “next time you’ll get me.” 

I even trained to keep my hand on silver–plated 

weapons, enduring the burn until my body learned 

not to shake. 

I learned to move silently in the dark. To recognize 

the scent of an intruder. To make a decision with 

no backup. 

Here, I made new friends. 

There was a she–wolf from the far northern border 

named Rina. 

She shifted fast and was naturally gifted, but she 

never made fun of slower runners. During long 

runs, she slowed down and stayed with me for the 

last mile. 

There was a male–wolf from a southern pack 

named Eli. He barely talked, but after every 

training session, he silently handed me his water 

bottle and gave a small nod. 

They knew I was an Omega. They never cared. 

Sometimes, late at night after lights out, I thought 

about Silverpine. 

I remembered the sharp laughter in Pack Hall. 

Lucian’s cold face when he said “we’re not close.” 

The way Serena’s hug still carried his scent. 

Those memories were still there. But the pain was 

gone. 

My wolf no longer mourned Lucian. 

I didn’t know if he had tried to contact me. I didn’t know if he regretted anything. I didn’t know if he had noticed that I was no longer the shadow who sent “goodnight” texts in the dark. 

I didn’t want to know. 

One night, Rina lay in bed and asked me, “Nora, do you regret leaving your pack?” 

I thought about it. Then I shook my head. 

“The only thing I regret,” I said, “is not leaving 

sooner.” 

I closed my eyes and didn’t dream about 

Silverpine. 

Lucian thought I would come back. But I had 

already learned to fight without a mate by my side. 

For the first time in three years, my wolf fell asleep 

without pain.