LOGINRaven’s POV After Raphael's body turn to dust, his army dissolves too. It seems they were all connected and just like that the army is no more. The soldiers and i are left looking ar each other. My mind runs to Caleb, but when I try to teleport, I'm unable, I try so hard but nothing happens. "No, no this can't be happening right now." Without wasting time i shift into my wolf and run straight to Nadine-west Pack i have to see my Caleb he's badly injured. It's takes everything in me but finally I see the pack, I rush past the gate ignoring everyone. I just want to see him, i want to see him. I ignore all the pain my paws are literally bleeding. But Caleb is the only important person in my life right now. I push past our room and find something quick to wear before rushing to the infirmary. "Caleb!" I call. I shove the infirmary's door open and there he is. Caleb lies on the far bed, shirt torn open where burns still glow faintly along his ribs. Morris sits beside him
Raven’s POV I rush back ignoring Caleb, he's done so much for me and it's my turn now. I am strong and capable. At Nadine-West I notice Raphael’s soldiers are moving slower and their glowing armor dimming as if someone is draining the life out of them. I looked around and I see him, the man that made me come back here, Raphael, He’s hunched over, one knee on the cracked ground, hand pressed against his chest where I struck him. Blood coating his fingers, dark and thick. His breaths come in sharp, ragged pulls, each one sounding like they tear through his lungs. He looks up as soon as I step forward. His eyes turn storm blue, his gaze unstable but beneath all that I see a flicker in them or maybe it's just my imagination. “R... Raven…” he coughs, a thread of awe and agony mixed. “You came back.” He sounds glad, but his voice icks me. I glare at him, lightning sparking in my palms, I just want to finish him off because if I leave him he'll come back to hurt us again. “You
Raven’s POV I feel so uneasy, I pace up and down the kitchen with my coffee mug in my hand, he should be back by now, or maybe sent a message for me. But this silence is something he's never done, he has never wanted me worried, then why is he so quiet today? Suddenly, the bond snaps tight in my chest and I drop the mug in my hand. It shatters on the kitchen floor, but I don’t hear it. My heart is pounding too violently, something is definitely wrong. 'Caleb?' I whisper through the bond but I don't even feel him, all I feel is pain, just pain. I must go to him, he needs me. The pain intensifies, I clutch the kitchen counter steadying myself as my vision darkens at the edges. Then suddenly I hear a scream, he screams for me, he's hurt. 'Baby, I'm coming!' I focus all my power in searching for exact place he is. The air around me flickers, the lights shimmer, shadows stretch, wind rushes in from nowhere. I teleport to where my heart leads me, to him. Fear grips me as anot
Caleb’s POV The takeover of Nadine-West should have felt like victory. The land is settled, patrols are established, Mason and Zahra are secured in custody. Warriors are tending to the injured, reorganizing territory, standing tall after a clean strike, everything is finally… quiet, too quiet. Even Morris feels it, pacing the perimeter with a frown carved into his face, something heavy sits in the air, something waiting. I try to shake it off, but the unease clings to me like a second skin. I left Raven earlier with a promise I’d return, and as the sun dips low, all I want is to go home, to lay beside her, to breathe. I’m halfway across the courtyard when the wind suddenly shifts, the ground trembles once. “What the hell was that?” a warrior whispers, before we can comprehend what's happening another tremor is heard , then another. Morris stiffens. “Positions... now.” He orders but before the command fully leaves his lips, the sky tears open. A storm, black and electric, f
Caleb's POV Days pass after the anniversary party, but the warmth of that night doesn’t stay. It fades, replaced by something colder, heavy strategy, shifting alliances, old ambitions resurfacing. The Blood-howl pack has been eyeing Nadine-West for years. And honestly? I’ve never disagreed. That land is fertile and verg strategic. It connects forest, river, and trade routes that could triple our resources. Meanwhile, Mason has been running the place like a spoiled child pretending to be an Alpha. Half-present in his duties, barely training his warriors and lets not speak of the people, he doesn't even know how to protect them, he's just a disgrace of a leader. To top it all up, I loathe him for torturing my Raven, I just hate remembering the times. If it were up to me, he'd have been dead by now. But losing his Alpha title is more than enough, losing all that power and luxury will be perfect. So when Morris calls me into his office, when he spreads the maps and outlines t
Raven’s POV The lights of the anniversary party shimmer like tiny stars scattered across the courtyard. Music flows around us, warm and steady, the kind that makes your heart thump in time with the drums. People laugh, clink glasses, dance. Everything smells like roasted meat, flowers, and joy. But my mind keeps drifting back to the couple Caleb introduced me to, Mr. and Mrs. Jones. I can still feel Mrs. Jones’ trembling hands on my arms. I can still see the way her eyes filled with tears the moment she looked at me. The grief in her voice… the way she held me like she’d been waiting to touch me for years. That pain stayed with me. Caleb squeezes my hand again, as if he knows exactly what I’m thinking. “Hey,” he whispers beside me. “You okay?” I nod slowly. “I just… I didn’t expect that. She looked at me like she’d known me once.” Caleb hums softly. “She misses her daughter. You gave her a moment of comfort, even if it hurt too.” Something warm fills my stomach at hi
Caleb's POV The temperatures in the room suddenly shifts and Raphael materializes at the foot of my bed. His eyes lock onto Raven instantly, hungry and furious. His gaze flicks to me only briefly, dismissive, as if I’m just another obstacle between him and what he believes belongs to him. “The
Caleb’s POV Raven sleeps against my chest, her soft breaths fanning me, I still can't believe she is here with me. I don’t dare to move even an inch. Not even when my legs start to ache, not when the room cools and the night deepens. I’ve learned the hard way that moments like this don’t last un
Caleb’s POV She’s in my arms, the moment my hands close around her, instinct takes over before anger, before questions, before the part of me that’s waited two years for this and ached every single night. I lift her without thinking, her weight familiar, her body trembling as I pull her onto my
Raven’s POV “I can’t wait any longer, Trice. I can't.” Raphael's drunken voice is heard from the living room. I'm just from the shower. He has been away the whole day. Judging by the commotion, he's totally wasted. I always wonder how alcohol gets to him this hard, I mean, he is a hybrid for cryi







