LOGINShare
Aftermath
publish date:
2026-04-17 16:04:54
Latest chapter
Curse of the Moon's Bride Growing Pains
I woke to raised voices.For one disoriented second, I thought I was back in the fortress – that sharp spike of tension, the instinctive rush of adrenaline clawing its way up my spine. But sunlight spilled warm and pale across my room, catching on the carved wolf sitting quietly on the windowsill. No smoke. No blood. No war.Just shouting.I pushed the blankets aside and pulled on my clothes quickly, the voices growing louder as I stepped into the corridor.The main hall was already crowded.Two wolves stood near the center table, facing each other with enough anger crackling between them to make the surrounding pack members keep their distance. One was Tomas, born and raised in our territory. The other was one of the refugees – a broad-shouldered man with tired eyes whose name I still hadn't fully learned."We had enough before you came," Tomas snapped, pointing toward the food stores near the kitchen. "Now everything's rationed."The refugee's jaw tightened. "You think we enjoy this
Curse of the Moon's Bride The First Test
Morning came the way it always did now – quiet, steady, unhurried.Sunlight slipped through the window, pooling across the floor and catching on the carved wolf where it sat on the sill. I reached for it without thinking, brushing my thumb over the smooth wood before setting it back in place. A habit now. A small anchor.Downstairs, the main hall buzzed with the soft rhythm of routine – plates clinking, low voices, the scrape of chairs. It felt normal.That was still new enough to notice.I had just reached for a piece of bread when the doors slammed open.A scout stumbled in, breathless, dirt streaked across his face. The room shifted instantly – voices cutting off, bodies going still."Alpha," he gasped. "There's a group approaching the border. Maybe a dozen wolves."Kael was on his feet before the words fully landed. "Armed?"The scout shook his head. "No weapons seen. But they're not from our territory."Silence settled, thick and immediate.I met Kael's eyes across the room."We
Curse of the Moon's Bride Rooted
I woke to sunlight spilling across my floor, soft and familiar, like it had learned the shape of this room. For a moment, I didn't move. I just lay there, listening – to the quiet murmur of voices drifting up from below, to the steady rhythm of my own breathing, to the absence of urgency.No alarms. No fear. Just morning.The carved wolf sat on the windowsill, catching the light. I reached for it without thinking, brushing my thumb over its smooth edges. It felt warmer than the air around it, like it held onto something I couldn't quite name.I smiled – small, unconscious – then pushed myself out of bed.The main hall was already alive when I stepped in, but it wasn't the sharp, tense kind of movement I used to associate with crowds. It was softer now. Wolves moved around each other without bracing for impact. Conversations rose and fell without edge.At one of the corner tables, Lena sat with her daughter. Elara.The little girl held a piece of bread in both hands, nibbling at it car
Curse of the Moon's Bride The Unexpected
Morning came the way it had been coming lately – quiet, steady, unhurried.I woke to sunlight spilling across the floor, soft and golden, like it had nowhere else to be. For a moment, I just lay there, listening to the distant hum of the pack house waking up. No alarms. No tension coiled under my skin. Just life.I turned my head. The carved wolf sat on the windowsill, exactly where I'd left it. The light caught along its edges, warming the worn wood. I reached out, brushing my fingers over it, grounding myself in the simple, familiar touch.Then I got up and dressed.The corridors were already alive, but it was a different kind of movement now. Wolves spoke in low voices, some laughing, others carrying out their usual tasks. A few greeted me as I passed – not cautiously, not out of obligation. Genuinely.It still caught me off guard sometimes.I followed the scent of food toward the main hall and paused when I saw Kael already there, seated at one of the long tables with a plate in f
Curse of the Moon's Bride The Pace of Healing
Morning came softly.No urgency. No jolt of adrenaline. Just sunlight slipping through the window, warm against my skin.I lay there for a moment, listening to the quiet hum of the pack house waking around me – footsteps in the corridor, distant voices, the faint clatter of dishes. Normal sounds. Ordinary.I turned my head.The carved wolf sat where it always did, catching the light. I reached out, brushing my fingers over its smooth edges. A habit now. A small, grounding thing.Then I pushed myself up and got dressed.The corridors felt lived in. Not tense. Not watchful. Wolves passed by and nodded, some pausing to exchange a few words, a quick smile. Nothing forced. Nothing careful.Just ease.It still surprised me.Outside, the training yard was already active. But instead of the sharp clash of full sparring, there was something looser, lighter. A group of younger wolves stood in a rough circle, shifting uncertainly on their feet.And in the middle of them – Kael.He wasn't fightin
Curse of the Moon's Bride The Weight of Words
I woke with his voice still in my chest.I love you.It didn't feel like a dream. It wasn't fleeting or fragile the way hope used to be. It sat there, warm and steady, like something that had always belonged and had finally found its place.For a moment, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, letting it settle into me.Then I turned my head.The carved wolf rested on the windowsill, where it always did. Morning light spilled over it, catching in the grooves of its shape, softening the sharp lines. I pushed myself up and crossed the room, fingers brushing over the worn wood.It grounded me. Reminded me. Of everything we'd survived. Everything we'd chosen.I dressed quickly, the quiet of the pack house wrapping around me as I stepped into the corridor. It felt different now – not just calm, but lighter. Wolves moved through the halls without that underlying tension, without the constant edge of waiting for something to go wrong.A few nodded as I passed. Not wary. Not distant. Just n
You may also like
Alpha Asher
Jane Doe10.0M viewsThe Alpha's Unwanted Luna Series
Miss L1.6M viewsMy Hockey Alpha
Eve Above Story2.2M viewsHE'S MY ALPHA
Cassandra M942.8K viewsThe Alpha's Broken Luna: Wolfless Servant to The King's Mate
Zoia Zatserkovna119 viewsNOT YOUR MATE, ALPHA
Yakira Springs397 viewsTHE HUSBAND SWAP (bound to the wrong body)
Wren Gray12 viewsThe Phantom Luna
Dorcas Williams27 views
