ログインAzel Whitmore POV“Where are the silver wolf-runes and the bone dust?”I hold the small pup close to my chest, letting my soothing alpha scent calm his shaking shoulders. He plays with the heavy copper coins in my hands, his tiny claws clicking against the metal.“The scouts did not find enough spirit moss in the lower valley, Azel,” Jonah says, putting his communication stone back into his leather pouch. “They had to run all the way to the high peaks. It takes two hours for the pack horses to make the round trip.”“Let us go back to the training courtyard then,” I say, shifting the heavy pup to my other arm. “Waiting here doing nothing is bad. We can practice our combat forms for the Bloodmoon Trials Arena while we wait.”Ronan Nightcrest steps up next to me, his dark wolf eyes flashing with a competitive glint. “Good idea. Sitting around makes my claws itchy. Let us head back.”I walk over to the pup’s mother and hand the little one back. “When the scouts bring the bone dust, I will
AZEL WHITMORE POV"Our street musical circle is a complete flop because your guitar picking didn't pull a single heavy pouch of vouchers from these broke mountain commoners, Nyra!" Zinnia Frost snaps, her foot kicking a loose pebble across the dirty cobblestones of the central plaza. Her wolf snout wrinkles with intense disgust as her eyes glare down into our team's pitiful wooden donation container. "My profile ran three full miles under the hot sun to gather this crowd, but my belly is still completely empty because your high-court music only attracted fifty copper coins. How is our squad supposed to purchase thick meat slices for our cooking pot tonight with this trash?"Nyra Vale drops his jaw, his silver-furred ears flattening against his head as his delicate fingers clutch his expensive leather guitar strap. "Zinnia, my chords were completely flawless and sweet. Ezekiel even flashed his handsome alpha fangs right next to my mat, and the local she-wolves were howling with great j
The second the shopping wrapped up, the four of them climbed back into the transport car provided by Jonah's crew to head back up the rocky road to the village.Inside the moving car, Nyra felt completely sick with jealousy, so he closed his eyes tight, pretending to be fast asleep to avoid talking. Seeing that the favorite prince was completely quiet, Ezekiel and Darius also refrained from opening their mouths and chose to lean their heads back to rest their muscles.Zinnia Frost sat in the corner seat, completely at a loss for words in this miserable environment. The drones had been live-streaming their entire car journey to the network. Are these high-court celebrities seriously planning on letting the audience watch their closed eyes for forty minutes? This group is a complete, unmitigated disaster!Her mind was deeply starting to regret her decision to choose Nyra’s trial team. Although her heart didn't hold my outcast status in high regard at the start of the week, her tactical
The second his feet exit the restroom door, his body doesn't immediately march back toward the main camera drones. Instead, his eyes exchange a meaningful, secret look with a camera crew worker he had personal connections with from the capital. The worker purposely slows his pace so that the two wolves can walk side-by-side, creating a wide distance away from the rest of the cast.Nyra whispers urgently, his eyes darting around. "How was the live stream audience’s reaction to our guitar performance this afternoon?"His ego fully believed the network chat would be overflowing with massive praise for his artistic talent and dedication to his team.But the crew worker discreetly shakes his head, replying in a low whisper, "The data was completely mediocre, Nyra."In reality, there was barely any positive reaction on the boards at all.Nyra feels his heart take a sudden, painful skip, his face turning pale. "Just mediocre?"The worker nods his head. "Yes, completely flat."After seeing th
Tavian adds his voice to the huddle, his tail swishing. "Nyra is truly excellent at commanding the keys of a piano, so my mind thinks this path will work perfectly. Moreover, that classical style is his personal specialty, so Azel's rough forest hands won't be able to compete with Nyra's high-born training in that arena at all."Malachi lets out a satisfied grin. "Okay. My office knows exactly how to manipulate the next board now."His face fills with a super confident look as he waits for Nyra to return from the mountains, ready to guide the small omega on the exact steps needed to completely crush my popularity. He was absolutely certain his corporate mind would not fail a second time.Cassiel Whitmore, the oldest military brother who had remained completely silent in the shadows this entire time, suddenly opens his jaws, his voice deep and icy. "If Jonah's crew is planning to cross the pack borders for the next episode, that terrain will give Nyra a massive natural advantage."Nyra
AZEL WHITMORE POV"Tavian, your elite brain completely ruined the entire family's board tonight!" Malachi Whitmore barks, his large office desk vibrating as his fist slams into the wood. His dark eyes glint with fierce, predatory anger as he stares at the dual floating communication screens inside the Whitmore Moonkeep. "My office paid those internet mercenary packs to tear Azel's name down, not to turn him into the ultimate musical prodigy of the western valleys! Why did your mouth tell the trolls to demand a guitar track when Nyra was literally standing on a street corner holding that exact same tool?"Tavian Blackridge, the high-court singer, instantly drops his head, his silver-furred tail twitching with immense discomfort. "Malachi, my ears only knew the outcast could scratch a basic battle-fiddle. My mind had absolutely no data that his claws had mastered the six-string guitar. My tactical plan was to make Nyra look like a rare diamond by showing the network that Azel couldn't h
AZEL WHITMORE POV"Listen up, scouts! Since you all need to gather hunting materials and trade with the mountain villagers for fresh meat, you should form separate pack alliances. It will make the tracking trials much easier if you hunt in groups.""That sounds like a great plan! Count my inner wol
AZEL WHITMORE POV"Darius, my feet hurt so bad, please help me with these heavy tracking boots.""I am right here, Nyra, let me slide them onto your feet so you do not touch the sharp stones.""Look at how great Darius is to his little brother! They have the best relationship in the whole arena. I
"I am fine," Nyra whispers, looking appropriately fragile. "It is just that my footwear is not designed for this type of mountain stone."Darius glares at the director. "Mr. Chapman, can we not deploy transport vehicles to reach the settlement?""The path is too narrow and steep for automated vehic
"Darius, if your chosen omega intends to navigate the Bloodmoon Trials Arena in thin ceremonial silk, he will be caribou meat before the first crescent rises.""He doesn't require your tactical assessments, Azel. Nyra's spirit is attuned to the higher frequencies of the moon, which is precisely why







