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The mountain winds howled as Lunaria stepped out of the Council Hall.Cold air swept across her bare skin, but she didn’t shiver. The Moon’s power still hummed beneath her flesh, steady and alive, like a second heartbeat. Each step away from the Council felt like a chain falling loose.She had not bowed.She had not broken.And the world had noticed.Behind her, the fortress remained unnaturally silent. No Alphas followed. No guards dared stop her. Even the mountain itself seemed to hold its breath as she descended the ancient stone steps.You stood alone, her wolf said softly, awe threading her voice.“I stood free,” Lunaria replied.At the foot of the mountain, Nyra Blackroot waited, leaning against a massive boulder as if she owned the place. Her sharp eyes flicked over Lunaria, then widened slightly.“You broke their runes,” Nyra said. “I’ve never seen that done.”Lunaria exhaled slowly. “Neither had I.”Nyra straightened. “You’ve made enemies.”“I already had them,” Lunaria repli

The summons came at dawn.Silver flames ignited along the ancient stone pillars that ringed the Council Hall—visible from every major pack territory. It was a call no Alpha could ignore.Alpha Kael Nightfang stood on his balcony when the light flared, jaw tightening as his wolf growled low in his chest.“The Council,” he muttered.They had felt it too.Within hours, Kael was riding hard toward the neutral mountain range where the Council ruled from a fortress older than pack law itself. Snow-dusted peaks loomed ahead, sharp and unforgiving, mirroring the tension coiled in his gut.Every mile closer, the burn in his chest deepened.She’s there, his wolf insisted.“No,” Kael growled aloud. “She wouldn’t walk into their den.”Yet unease followed him like a shadow.The Council Hall was carved directly into the mountain, its vast chamber lit by moon-crystals embedded in the walls. Twelve thrones formed a circle—one for each ruling elder. The air thrummed with ancient authority.Alphas stoo

The pain hit Alpha Kael Nightfang without warning.It tore through his chest like claws ripping flesh from bone, so violent that his knees slammed into the stone floor of the war room. Maps scattered. A goblet shattered, wine bleeding across the table like spilled blood.Kael snarled, barely catching himself on the edge of the table as his wolf surged to the surface, furious and panicked.She claimed land, his wolf growled. Powerful land.Kael’s breath came in harsh, uneven bursts. “That’s impossible,” he rasped. “She’s an omega.”The words tasted wrong.False.The bond—rejected, severed, silenced—burned anyway. Not the sharp agony of rejection, but a deep, furious ache, like being cut off from something that was never meant to be taken away.Claiming territory was no small act.Only Alphas… or something older… could do that.Kael straightened slowly, his golden eyes blazing. “Summon the elders,” he commanded the nearest guard. “Now.”The council chamber filled quickly, tension thick

Morning broke with a thin veil of mist clinging to the forest floor.Lunaria woke slowly, tension coiled tight in her body. For a heartbeat, she forgot where she was—then the rough stone beneath her and the scent of damp earth brought everything rushing back.The cave.Rogue land.Freedom bought with pain.She pushed herself upright, wincing as stiffness protested through her limbs. Her chest still ached, but it was different now—less like a bleeding wound, more like a scar still healing. When she pressed her palm over her heart, warmth met her touch, steady and reassuring.We are not breaking anymore, her wolf said quietly.Lunaria exhaled. “No. We’re not.”She stepped outside the cave cautiously. Sunlight filtered through the trees, scattering gold across the forest floor. The land felt… alert. Not hostile, not welcoming—but aware of her presence.As if it was waiting to see what she would do.Hunger twisted her stomach again, more urgent than before. Power or not, she still needed

The forest did not welcome Lunaria Vale.It tolerated her.That became clear as dawn crept in—thin, gray light slicing through the towering trees, revealing a land scarred by violence and neglect. Broken branches littered the ground. Old bloodstains darkened the soil. The air carried the bitter scent of unclaimed territory, thick with danger and desperation.Rogue land.Lunaria moved slowly, each step calculated. She had learned long ago how to make herself small, how to survive by avoiding notice. But something had changed overnight. The forest no longer pressed in on her with hostility. Instead, it watched.She felt it.Eyes unseen. Awareness brushing against her senses like fingertips.Her wolf stirred—not frightened, but alert. We are not prey, she murmured.Lunaria swallowed. “Not anymore.”Hunger gnawed at her stomach, sharp and persistent. Her throat burned with thirst despite the water she’d drunk earlier. She had no weapons, no pack, no plan—only the faint, steady pulse of wa

Alpha Kael Nightfang had faced battlefields soaked in blood without flinching.He had stared down rival Alphas, crushed rogue uprisings, and executed traitors with his own hands. Fear was a weakness he had long since burned out of himself.Yet as he bolted upright in his bed, a sharp, unfamiliar pain tearing through his chest, fear wrapped icy fingers around his heart.Kael dragged in a harsh breath, his claws sliding out involuntarily as he pressed a hand against his sternum. The sensation wasn’t physical—not entirely. It was deeper, rawer. Like something inside him had screamed and gone suddenly, terrifyingly quiet.The mate bond.No.He growled low in his throat and forced his claws back, his jaw tightening until it ached. The room around him was dark, lit only by moonlight spilling through tall windows carved into stone walls. The Alpha chambers were silent—too silent.“She’s gone,” he muttered, though he didn’t know how he knew.Kael swung his legs over the edge of the bed and st