روايات بقلم Edith Moon

Five years later. The Shadowfang Pack had changed in ways no one could have imagined.The scars left by the Great War had long since disappeared beneath fields of wildflowers and towering trees. The villages had been rebuilt stronger than before, and the borders that once divided the packs no longer existed. Wolves traveled freely from one territory to another, sharing knowledge, trade, and friendship instead of suspicion and fear.Peace had not erased every problem. Disagreements still happened. Packs still argued. Young Alphas still made mistakes. But now they sat together, spoke honestly, and found solutions without drawing blood.It was the world Aria had dreamed of. It was the world everyone had chosen together. The old Shadowfang training grounds echoed with laughter as dozens of young wolves practiced under the morning sun. Some shifted with ease, while others struggled to control their wolves for the first time.No one mocked the slower pups. No one laughed when someone failed

A stunned silence swept across the valley.Hundreds of wolves watched as Kael, the mighty Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack, remained on one knee before Aria. The morning breeze stirred his dark hair, and the sunlight reflected against the silver mark on his wrist, the mark that had bound their souls through countless trials.Aria could only stare at him. For a moment, the cheers, the music, and the gathered packs disappeared. There was only Kael.The same man who had found her alone in the forest after she had been rejected. The same man who had stood between her and death more times than she could count.The same man who had loved her before she believed she deserved to be loved. A warm smile spread across his face. “You look surprised.” Aria laughed through the tears gathering in her eyes. “You’ve already asked me once.”Kael nodded. “I know.” His voice softened. “The first time” He glanced around at the gathered Alphas. “it was because our packs needed an alliance.” He looked back into

Morning arrived gently over the valley. For the first time in what felt like a lifetime, the rising sun illuminated a battlefield without war.The broken earth remained scarred, but new green shoots had already begun pushing through the cracks. Birds returned to the trees. The cold wind that had once carried the smell of blood now carried the scent of fresh rain and wildflowers.Across the valley, wolves from every surviving pack worked together. Some buried the fallen with honor. Others tended to the wounded. Former enemies shared food, blankets, and water without hesitation. No one asked which pack another wolf belonged to anymore.They simply helped. Aria stood quietly beside Kael on a small hill overlooking the valley. She watched the survivors rebuild what had been destroyed. “It feels strange,” she whispered. Kael slipped his fingers through hers.“What does?” She smiled softly. “Not waiting for the next battle.” He looked toward the horizon. “I could get used to this.” She laug

The moment Aria’s hand touched the Crimson Wrath, the heavens fell silent.The raging fire that had covered the giant’s body began to fade. Crimson flames drifted into the night like glowing embers before disappearing beneath the light of the restored Blood Moon. The enormous being looked down at its own hands in disbelief.For countless ages, they had existed only to destroy. Now, for the first time, they felt light. “I had forgotten,” the giant whispered. Its once-burning eyes softened. “I was not born from hatred.” The Source slowly stepped forward.“No.” You were born from justice.” The battlefield was watched in complete silence. The giant looked toward the Source. “My name,” The Source smiled. “Your name was Veritas.” The giant closed its eyes. The name awakened memories that had been buried beneath endless centuries of rage.“I remember.” Images flashed across the sky. The Creator. Solas. The Source and Veritas. The four primordial beings stood together before the first dawn of

A deafening crack echoed across the heavens.Every wolf on the battlefield looked up as the Blood Moon split from edge to edge. Crimson light poured through the fracture like rivers of fire, turning the night sky into a sea of scarlet. The celebration ended instantly.The warriors who had lowered their weapons reached for them once more. The creatures of Silence looked upward in confusion. Even Solas stood frozen. The Source’s face grew pale. “It should not exist.” Orion slowly raised his bow. “I feared this would happen.”Aria looked from one ancient being to the other. “What is happening?” Before either of them could answer, another piece of the Blood Moon broke away. A pulse of crimson energy spread across the sky. The earth shook so violently that several warriors lost their footing.Kael immediately stepped beside Aria. His hand found hers without hesitation. “We face it together.” She smiled. “Always.” The Source finally spoke. “When the Creator divided existence,” Its eyes rema

The single silver tear fell from Solas’ enormous face and struck the shattered battlefield.The moment it touched the ground, the endless cracks stopped spreading. The violent winds faded. Even the creatures born from the Silence slowly lowered their weapons. For the first time since the beginning of the war, the battlefield knew peace.Solas remained motionless. His towering form stood against the broken sky as he looked at Aria. “I had forgotten,” he said quietly. His voice no longer sounded like a storm. It sounded tired. “So this” He looked at the silver tear resting on the ground.“is what sorrow feels like.” The Source smiled gently. “You buried it a very long time ago.” Solas nodded. “I believed I had.” He closed his eyes. “But hearing her speak” His gaze returned to Aria.“I remembered.” Aria took another step toward him. “You don’t have to carry it alone anymore.” Those simple words echoed across the battlefield. The creatures of Silence looked at one another in confusion, as