LOGINAria lived her whole life believing she was just an orphan, unwanted, forgotten, and painfully human. But the night she was dragged into the forest and bitten by the Alpha, everything changed. Shadows followed her, Dreams hunted her, Wolves bowed to her. What awakened inside her was not just a wolf… but four. Moon Wolf, Blood Wolf, Mind Wolf, Shadow Wolf. Each one powerful enough to rule a pack together powerful enough to destroy kingdoms. As her new abilities grow wild and uncontrollable, Aria discovers the truth buried in the darkness, she is the child prophesied to either end the world… or save it. A vessel created long ago, carrying a shadow planted inside her at birth, one that can swallow nations or reshape destiny. Hunted by enemies she has never seen, feared by wolves who sense the storm rising within her, and drawn to the Alpha whose bite awakened her fate, Aria must choose who she will become, The monster the world fears or the weapon it desperately needs. But power this great comes with a cost. And the shadows inside her are growing hungry.
View MoreThe certainty settled into my bones, quiet but unshakable. My breathing slowly evened out, though my heart still ached with that strange, aching pull—like an invisible thread stretched tight between us.I wiped my cheeks with the back of my hand and forced myself to stand.I needed Mira.The hallway outside felt different as soon as I stepped into it—heavier, charged. Pack members moved about in low voices, their heads turning as I passed. Conversations dipped. Eyes followed me.I ignored the tightness creeping up my spine and kept walking.Mira was near the east wing, barking orders at two younger wolves when she spotted me. Her sharp expression softened instantly.“You should be resting,” she said, already moving toward me. “After everything—”“He’s alive,” I said, the words tumbling out before she could finish.Mira froze.“What?”“Lucar,” I whispered. “He’s alive. I can feel it. I know it sounds—”She grabbed my arms gently but firmly, searching my face. “You’re sure?”I nodded. “
Mira was already gone when the weight of everything finally crashed into me. The room felt too quiet, too empty, like even the walls had turned their backs. The door opened quietly.I looked up, my heart jumping straight into my throat.Jayce stepped inside.His shoulders were tense, his jaw locked so tightly I could see the muscle ticking beneath his skin. There was dirt on his boots, a smear of dried blood on his sleeve that wasn’t his. He closed the door behind him with care, as if the room itself were fragile.For a moment, he just looked at me.Something in his eyes told me everything before he even spoke.“They’re gone,” he said at last, his voice rough. “The trail vanished near the ravine,No scent, no markings. Nothing.”My chest tightened painfully. “Lucar?”Jayce nodded once. “The rogues were smart. Too smart. They covered their tracks, broke the scent line, used the river.” His hands curled slowly into fists. “They took him.”The words slammed into me.Took him.My mouth op
Mira forced her breath to steady.I could see it in her chest, the way she fought to calm herself. Fear would not help us. Panic would only sharpen whatever was hunting me through dreams and destiny alike.She reached out and gripped my hands firmly, grounding me. Her fingers were warm. Steady. Unyielding.“Listen to me,” she said, her voice low, stripped of all softness. “Whatever is calling to you does not do so lightly. Wolves do not choose without reason. And ancient forces do not whisper unless they intend to collect.”My breath hitched. My throat tightened.“I don’t want this,” I whispered. “I didn’t ask for it.”“I know,” Mira said, her eyes burning now. “None of the chosen ever do.”She rose suddenly, pacing the room like a caged animal. The healer’s calm was gone, replaced by something sharper. Older. Dangerous.“There are stories the elders stopped telling,” she said. “Stories about bloodlines erased. About power sealed away when it threatened to shatter the balance between
The night had been restless. Shadows shifted across the walls, twisting with the pale light of the moon. I slept fitfully, tossing and turning, haunted by a dream I couldn’t understand.A soft knock broke through the haze.“Aria?” Mira’s voice called gently. “Are you awake?”I stirred, blinking through the fog of sleep. My body trembled, my forehead damp with sweat. Mira stepped inside immediately, her eyes scanning me with concern.“You’re sweating… shaking,” she murmured, moving closer. “Sit up slowly.”I obeyed, though my hands still trembled. “I… I had a dream,” I whispered, my voice tight. “Someone… someone kept saying… ‘The time has come. The time has come.’ Over and over.”Mira’s expression softened, but her gaze was sharp. She sat beside me and placed a steady hand on my arm. “Tell me everything, Aria. Every detail.”“I’ve had the first dream for a long time,” I told Mira quietly. “It always starts the same way.”I’m standing in a forest that doesn’t feel real. The trees are to
I didn’t stop walking until the whispers of the pack faded behind us, swallowed by the deeper halls of the main den.Aria’s breathing was unsteady against my chest, soft and warm.Too warm.Her heartbeat pulsed through me like a second rhythm, my wolf reacted to it every time.I pushed open the hea
Warmth.That was the first thing I felt.A strange, gentle warmth spreading through my veins, like fire wrapped in silk. I wasn’t dead. I could feel it pain and all. The side of my neck throbbed sharply, but pain meant life.My eyes fluttered open.The ceiling above me wasn’t the cracked wood of
Aria didn’t mean to fall asleep.She had been sweeping the floor after spending the whole day washing clothes, carrying water, and trying to keep her aunt’s temper calm. Her body was too tired, too weak, too hungry. She sat for a moment to rest her back and the next thing she knew, everything went
Every night, Aria had the same dream.She stood in a dark forest, the cold moonlight brushing her face. Shadows shifted around her, and everywhere she looked, silver eyes glowed, staring at her silently. The wolves in her dreams circled her, but instead of attacking, they bowed their heads, lowerin


















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