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20. A Promise of Blood and Shadows
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Alpha Kael And The Crimson Bloodline 22. Shadows in Motion
The Hollow pulsed with an eerie, living darkness as the Watcher crawled back through its jagged entrance, its monstrous form shuddering. The creature’s breathing came in harsh, guttural growls; deep gashes carved into its scaled hide dripped with black ichor, steaming where it met the cold earth. Its talons scraped against the stone floor, leaving deep grooves as it slumped before its masters.Nyxara crouched low, her pale fingers curling beneath its massive jaw, lifting its head to meet her glowing silver gaze. The creature’s eyes burned faintly red but flickered, dimmed by exhaustion.“Hold still,” she whispered, voice like a hiss of wind through dead trees. Her other hand traced runes in the air, threads of black and violet magic snaking around the Watcher’s wounds. The gashes hissed and smoked as the magic sealed them, stopping the blood flow but leaving scars that glimmered faintly in the Hollow’s dim light.Behind her, Mirelda knelt with a bowl carved from bone, scooping thick,
Alpha Kael And The Crimson Bloodline 21. The Gathering Storm
The moonlight barely pierced through the towering pines, but the clearing was alive with a sinister hum of power. Three figures stood in a perfect triangle, cloaked in deep forest-green and black, their faces pale as bone beneath the hooded shadows.Nyxara stepped forward, her long, talon-like nails grazing the shaft of the ancient bow slung over her back. Her voice was cold, commanding, and sharp enough to cut the silence.“Summon him,” she hissed. “The Watcher. The girl cannot be allowed to wander free any longer.”Mirelda raised her hand without hesitation, her amber eyes glowing faintly as the ground beneath them trembled. “The Huntsman’s oath binds him to us. He will obey.”A low growl reverberated through the clearing as a towering silhouette formed between the trees. The Watcher stepped into view—an armored beast cloaked in shadows, eyes glowing like coals beneath his mask of bone. His breath was heavy, his very presence bending the branches around him as though the forest fear
Alpha Kael And The Crimson Bloodline 20. A Promise of Blood and Shadows
Rhea’s POVThe cottage smelled faintly of cedarwood and dried herbs, a scent that clung to every rafter and curtain as though Elara herself still lingered here. I sat on the edge of the bed in my sister’s old room, fingers curling into the soft quilt she once slept beneath. My body still felt heavy, like it remembered every drop of fear from the night Varek’s wolves descended on us. The nightmares hadn’t left either—they clawed into my mind, unrelenting.But I wasn’t weak anymore. I couldn’t be.I glanced at the journal on my nightstand, Elara’s careful script sprawled across the yellowed pages. She had written about these woods, about wolves that were more than wolves, about power that ran thicker than blood. I had dismissed it all once. Not anymore.Somewhere in the house, I heard pages turning—a soft whisper of paper that could only belong to Violet. She had taken the armchair in the cottage’s lounge, nose buried in one of her spellbooks. She was always reading, her brows furrowed,
Alpha Kael And The Crimson Bloodline 19. The Watcher & The Dreadmaw’s
The forest had never been silent like this. Not even on blood-soaked nights, not even in the deepest heart of Ashwood where moonlight seldom reached. Tonight, the mist hung so thick it swallowed sound, coiling around tree trunks like pale snakes, carrying the faint tang of rot. The only noise was the crunch of dead leaves beneath boots and paws—muted, as though the forest was smothering even that.Varek stalked ahead, shoulders squared, his massive frame cutting through the fog like a prowling shadow. His eyes glimmered faintly gold in the darkness, their savage gleam betraying his irritation more than fear. Behind him, Fenrak moved with the wariness of a hunter sensing he was being hunted. His ears twitched at every whispering rustle, every creak of unseen branches. Alder flanked them, her bravado barely masking the tension in her movements; her claws flexed restlessly, betraying the way her instincts screamed.A low hum floated on the breeze. Not wind. Not insects. Something sharper
Alpha Kael And The Crimson Bloodline 18. Shadows Over Ashwood
The council chamber smelled of smoke and cedarwood, an ancient scent that clung to the carved beams of the ceiling. Braziers glimmered along the edges of the hall, throwing shadows that seemed alive, flickering like whispers in the corners. The banners of the Ashwood wolves draped from the high walls, black and silver, their sigil—a wolf’s head encircled by a crescent moon—casting an ominous authority over the room.Kael stood at the center of the chamber, his massive frame casting a shadow longer than any torchlight could stretch. His presence alone stilled the air. Power radiated off him in waves, invisible yet crushing, like the press of a storm before lightning strikes. His amber eyes glowed faintly in the dim light, not from anger, but from sheer Alpha dominance.Around him, members of the Order of Ash shifted in their seats at the long crescent table. They wore robes of deep crimson and ash-grey, each marked with the sigils of their rank—some of magic, others of counsel. Yet all
Alpha Kael And The Crimson Bloodline 17. Eyes in the Fog
The fire was warm. Too warm.Its glow cast soft light over the tall, gothic walls of the Draven Estate’s sitting room, shadows flickering like restless spirits. Rhea sat on a low, cushioned seat in front of Kael, her knees tucked beneath her. Her body ached everywhere, but Kael’s presence anchored her in a way that made her chest loosen.His hand was gentle against her temple, brushing away damp strands of hair stuck to her cheek. Then his fingers moved slowly, almost absently, to untangle a knot at the end of her braid. The gesture was tender, but there was strength in it too — an Alpha’s calm, a protective aura that wrapped around her like an invisible shield.Her breath, which had been ragged since waking hours ago, began to sync with his. She closed her eyes for a moment, letting herself feel the faint pull of his heartbeat through their bond.Across the room, Violet sat cross-legged in a large fur-draped chair, her silver eyes glowing faintly in the firelight as she flipped throu
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