LOGINLARDON VEXLEY POVThis way, Mireya Duskrell would finally sink his claws into the Skyfang Rift Engineering project.At the end of the day, Alpha Draven Calder was using his raw dominance to bend the high council, carving out a glorious path for his favorite scholar.Orion Greyclaw understood the massive political weight behind this. Nighthowl Systems was operating under high government orders, and Master Magnus Thornvale held supreme veto power over our border clearance. Every single step had to be measured like a landmine field.What Orion hadn't anticipated was how fast Draven would corner us.He had already used Master Magnus to box us into a tight corner."The Lunarcore Innovation project is incredibly fragile," Orion said, his voice laced with heavy fatigue. "Finding a reliable forge pack is our absolute priority, but..." He sighed, his gold eyes darkening. "Aziel Crowbane from Frostfang Data Nexus reached out to me on my ride back. He wants the forge contract for his own territo
LARDON VEXLEY POV"Let us make this interesting," Tavros Kane sneered, throwing his heavy broadsword onto the wooden table with a loud clatter. "Since we have two omegas present today, why not a small combat arch match to test our territory skills?"Draven Calder and Scholar Magnus Thornvale both looked up from their parchment scrolls.Lucien Mordane arched a dark eyebrow, his golden eyes filled with quiet curiosity. "What are you setting up now, Kane?"Tavros shot a loaded, mocking glance toward me, then turned his gaze to Mireya Duskrell. "Well, Master Duskrell is top-ranked from Shadowpine Lunar Institute. Let us see if Nighthowl Systems' new lead engineer can match him, or if he is just a useless mouth relying on Alpha Greyclaw."I froze with my cup halfway to my lips. Every dominant wolf at the high table had their eyes fixed directly on my face.Mireya let out a soft, melodic laugh, his sweet scent filling the air as he twirled a polished hunting bow between his manicured finger
LARDON VEXLEY POV"Even after a mate bond is severed, feelings do not vanish like smoke in the wind," Tavros Kane snorted, leaning his heavy broad shoulders against the iron balcony rail of the Bloodmoon Council Hall. "Most weak omegas just pretend to be cold. In the end, Vexley will guard Alpha Calder’s discarded war gear like sacred relics because his wolf cannot let go."Draven Calder adjusted his black leather arm-guards, his golden eyes cold and unbothered as he prepared to leave for the high territory feast.Before he could step into his war-rover, his comm-pad flared with an urgent encrypted link from his grandmother, the ancient Matriarch of the Calder Dominion.He clicked the link, his deep voice heavy. "You are calling late from the Northern Hold, Matriarch.""So you still remember your bloodline exists, Draven?" the old female snapped through the link, her voice crackling with Alpha authority. "You have not brought your mate back to the high den since the winter solstice. E
LARDON VEXLEY POV"Five hundred million silver coins," Orion Greyclaw spat, slamming his fists onto his massive oak desk in the Nighthowl Systems war room. "That is the price of total military independence from the Calder Dominion. But every high council investor in the northern territories is terrifyingly scared to cross Alpha Draven Calder.""They are waiting for you to strip my name from the Lunarcore Innovation blueprints, Orion," I said quietly, my hand resting over the sharp, throbbing scar on my chest where Draven's mate mark used to burn. "They want Mireya Duskrell to take my place so the Dominion controls our borders."Orion leaned his massive, muscular frame over the table, his deep voice heavy with anger. "Mireya does not possess half your mind for Skyfang Rift Engineering, Lardon. Draven is using his position to crush you, and the council is letting him do it."I adjusted my heavy leather combat vest, my gold eyes locking onto Orion with dead, cold certainty. "What if I pu
LARDON VEXLEY POVThe high elders wanted Draven Calder to walk beside Mireya onto the sacred blood-stage.If Draven stood beside him in front of the entire assembly, it would elevate the mistress to royal status across all northern territories.The council hall was packed with supreme Alphas from the dominant packs. Witnessing such an act would guarantee Mireya total immunity. Doors to every sacred hunting ground would open for him.Orion Greyclaw leaned toward me, his brow furrowed as he growled softly under his breath, "If Alpha Calder stands with that snake, he is declaring him the true Luna of the Calder Dominion."I met Orion’s gaze, my gold eyes dead and cold.It did not matter to me anymore.I knew how deeply Draven cherished his new prize. Nothing the Warlord did could shock my wolf now.Seeing that my heart remained solid stone, Orion relaxed his broad shoulders and spat onto the floor. "Let the fools play their games."Mireya turned his glowing face toward the Warlord, his h
LARDON VEXLEY POV"Your little house-slave belongs in a breeding pen, not at our academic council," Tavros Kane snorts, his heavy Alpha scent thick with disdain as he takes his seat beside Draven Calder."His bloodline is none of your business, Tavros," Orion Greyclaw snaps back, his gay scent flaring furiously as he wraps a heavy arm around my waist, pulling my body tight against his side to stake a public claim. "Lardon holds more authority over Nighthowl Systems than any useless Alpha at this table."I feel Draven’s burning, possessive stare drilling into the back of my neck the second Orion’s fingers press into my belt, but I keep my jaw set and eyes straight ahead.Mireya Duskrell takes a delicate sip from his silver goblet, a graceful, innocent smile curving his lips as he lets the insult hang in the air without saying a word.Naylor Whitaker leans back in his carved chair, his lazy gold eyes drifting over my face. He glances at Draven, who is silently typing away on his comm-pa
Lardon Vexley POV"Are your old eyes satisfied now, Luna?" Draven Calder says, pulling his thick wrist back with a fast, cold shake before giving our grandmother a flat look.The heavy bands of worry on the old woman's face loosen up a bit, but her hand still waves at a kitchen servant, who trots o
"My business on this floor does not concern your Alpha," I said, keeping my voice as level as the silver-rot burning in my side would allow. "I am here for my personal logs. Nothing more."Ronzek sneered, his nostrils flaring as he stepped directly into my path, blocking the corridor with all the s
"Where is the omega stray, Lardon Vexley?" Selith Vayne barked, sauntering into the private room and dropping his leather hunting pouch onto the wolf-furs without a second thought.I slowly pulled my hands away from my tunic, tracking the seventeen-winter-old beta who was all clumsy limbs and arrog
"You will scrub Mireya Duskrell’s name from the territory networks, Lardon, or the Alpha-Prime will personally ensure your banishment from every allied hunting ground in the northern sector."Ronzek Hale’s voice bled through the communication slate, delivering Draven Calder's absolute decree.I clo







