Dragging the large map down, using pins to hold it pinned on the wall. The map covered a large area in the wall, very bold and visible for the everyone to see. “Here is the plan. The Dark soldiers have attacked almost half of the eastern and southern coast, destroying everything in its way. They knew this will arise to alliance with other packs, so they will attack us when we are all united, that’s killing many birds with one stone.” Ethan said, and they all stared at him, nodding their head in understanding on what he was trying to make them see. “So now we are gathered, how do we take them out?.” Alpha Gravin asked, seeking more answers. “Now we are all gathered, they have received the signal and might launch an attack on us soonest, maybe in two days time. But we can’t wait for them to make a move, we will set traps for them and let them walk right through it.” Ethan explained, pointing at the map that have the areas, forests and mountains surrounding Dragonblood pack.
“What strategy?.” Alpha Edwin inquired curiously. “Since the Dark soldiers are already defeated by us, they will come back and the next time, we might likely not be able to hold them off.” Ethan’s words were true, they barely survived the first attack, if not that Sean was around to eliminate them. Now a second one, Ethan rescued them. The third one might be more fiercer and brutal. “What do you suggest?.” Heron asked, seemingly interested in whatever Ethan was to say. “We forge an alliance.” Ethan said, his voice firm and yielding. “How? Most packs have been wiped out and some are at enemity with us.” Luca said, and the rest nodded in agreement to what he said. “That’s where you are wrong.” Ethan said, a small smile curled on his lips. “What do you mean?.” “At a critical point like this, no one cares about enemity because we all are fighting for survival. And we all will come together.” Ethan said, his gaze piercing their souls. “What’s the plan?.”“You need not to
Everyone was successfully back into the pack’s fortress, Warriors that were wounded were being taken away to be treated by the pack’s physician, those dead were buried and preparation for the funeral rites were being made. Tonight’s the pack will mourn and celebrate the heroic death of the Warriors who fought so hard to protect their pack. The elders were all gathered again, back in the Council chambers, Alpha Edwin sat at the head table, quiet, his gaze calculating, he wasn’t wounded but he mourned the death of his kins in his heart. “Who is he?.Darca asked, still reliving the scene of the unknown masked stranger who came to their rescue. “I don’t know either.” Heron replied, his fingers drumming simultaneously on the table. Just in time, a guard entered the council chamber with a fearsome expression. “Speak.” Luca commanded him, his gaze pinned on the guard, ready to extract the information readily from him. “The strange man is by the door.” The guard murmured, his head
“Hurry, get in position. These troops take the east wing, Luca, take some warriors down to the west wing, Heron—the south wing. I will attack in the north.” Darca portioned accurately and they all nodded. The werewolf warriors were already in motion, their bodies tense, senses sharpened. Steel glinted beneath leather armor. Spears were gripped. Bows were drawn tight. Then the trees split open Dark soldiers, faceless and cloaked in shadow, poured through the mist like spilled ink.“Now!” . Darca roared, His voice echoed, and in a breath, the warriors shifted Bones cracked. Spines arched. Fangs tore through gums and fur exploded over skin. What had been a dozen men and women now stood as wolves—tall, broad, and burning with fury.They charged. Claws raked across armored flesh. Fangs found soft targets—throats, joints, tendons. One wolf tackled a dark soldier into the roots of a tree, ripping its mask away to find only smoke beneath. Arrows flew from the treeline—sharp, fast, si
DRAGONBLOOD PACK. “My Lord, there’s been a recent disappearance of some people from the pack.” Luca said, making his observations on the pack’s territory known in the council meeting. “What do you mean?, who and who?.”“The house of Centhron has been in chaos, two of their sons were abducted two nights ago and haven’t been found yet.” Luca explained and they gasped at the news. “How do we go about this?” Darca asked with a frown on his face, his gaze on Alpha Edwin who has been silent since the meeting began. “I think the dark forces are responsible for this, we should be at high alert, and ready for battle at any time.” Heron suggested and the council nodded in agreement. “My lord, have you gotten any news from Naria? Did they successfully get to the descendant?.” Alpha Edwin sighed softly, so many questions and problems were thrown at him and as the Alpha he had to provide answers and solutions urgently. Make decisions that will benefit the pack and not sabotage them
ISABELLA. “She!!!.” We were surprised, it was not like we had a specific gender in mind for the fourth descendant. “When do we leave for Mount Nýxmir?.” Sean asked, his gaze focused on Vael, who had his attention on Naria. “By sunrise I presume. We don’t have much time left by our side, right?.” “Yes, we don’t.” Naria replied with a more serious look. Vael gave her a smile and that was the last straw, “Vael, I want to speak with you privately.” Sean’s voice came out as a growl, his jaw tightened and his gaze burning fiercely, Vael nodded and stood up leading the way. They both left the temple and I could finally breathe, my gaze lingered on the door they walked out of, trying to concentrate and hearing what they were saying but it seems Sean blocked me out, I could only hear whispers and whimpers of pain. Naria frowned, I guess she could hear it too, she stood up and stormed off through that same door. I averted my gaze from her to my right and there Isaiah was sitting