'You better leave while you can, Dick', Beta Troy said. 'My Alpha is on his way and you don't want him to meet you here. Are you in a condition to duel with him?'
Alpha Dick knew he soke the truth. 'This isn't over', he said as he leapt away. 'I shall make you pay for this humiliation, both of you!' Beta Troy watched him leap away and then faced the helpless girl on the ground. 'Are you okay?' he asked, going to her and covering her body with his jacket. 'I... I guess so', she replied, an uncertain smile on her face as he helps her up. 'Can you walk?' Troy asked as Diana stood still leaning on him. She nodded. 'Thank you for saving me just now', she said, looking him intently on the eye. 'That was nothing', he replied. 'Anyone in my position would have done the same thing', he said, brushing it off. 'I don't think so', she replied, seriously. 'but thanks, all the same'. 'Where are you from?' he asked and in the same breath, 'where are you going?' Oh no! she thought in alarm. 'I...' she started and swooned. He caught her and looked at her anxiously, wondering what she must have gone through before he had come to her rescue. Poor she - wolf, he thought. 'That's it', he said, carrying her. 'I'm taking you to the doctor's!' 'I will feel safer in your house', she murmured, her eyes dizzy. He looked at her suspiciously. 'That rogue... did threaten to get back at me... he might come to the hos.. pital and fi..nish me off', she explained, exhaustion clearly written all over her. He admitted to himself that she had a point and nodded, wondering how he could have suspected such a helpless young female. She has gone through a lot from those rogues, he thought in sympathy.. ' Your Alpha ', she whispered tiredly. 'Didn't you say just now, that he was coming?' 'That was just a ruse to make those rogues run away!' he said and she smiled gratefully. 'Or were you looking forward to seeing him?' he asked. 'Is he the person you cane to see?' he asked curiously. 'Oh no!' she replied hastily. 'Just didn't know you were deceiving them into quitting', she said still feigning exhaustion. 'Your aura is like that of an Alpha and I thought you might be the Alpha. He nodded in understanding, surprised she was as perceptive as that. then carried her to his house and sent for the Pack's doctor who administered drugs to her. 'Luckily, her injuries are not very serious but she still needs to rest for some days', he said. 'Thank you, doctor Martins', Troy said as the doctor left after a curt bow. Troy looked at her and saw her eyes dropping. 'You rest!', Troy ordered, not sure she heard him, because he could already hear her gentle breathing. 'I'll just go and inform the Alpha about your presence here, in the Blood Moon Pack', he said and left. Diana's' eyes fluttered open as soon as she heard the door shut behind him. She shut her eyes and communicated with her Beta through mind link. 'Sabrina, I am in', she said. 'Oh,, thank goodness', Sabrina replied. 'I was so worried but didn't want to distract you in case you are in the middle of something violent,'. 'I was in the middle of something violent of course', Alpha Diana answered. 'But the good news is that I still managed to keep my identity a secret and I have located the person I came for and I'm not sure but I feel that he is more than he let's on'. 'What do you mean, Diana?' her Beta asked. They were best friends and sometimes, Sabrina called her by her first name. 'I mean there is more to him that meets the eye. I can sense it but I don't know what it is yet but I intend to fins out!' she vowed. 'Be careful and not lose focus', Sabrina advised. 'The main thing is completing your mission and returning to the pack, before your subjects or our enemies detect you are not around'. 'Rest assured, my main focus is completing the mission for which I set out but finding out who he really is will also help me complete my mission, how else can I help him effectively if I don't get to know him better?' 'Alright, you're the boss', Sabrina said, in surrender and Diana smiled because she could picture her shrugging. She heard him coming back and quickly laid back on the bed and shut her eyes, pretending to be asleep. She had pictured this meeting for so long, practicing what she was going to say to him but now, faced with the situation, she just didn't know how to go about it. Beta Troy came back in and sat on a chair close to the bed. He looked at her and standing felt her temperature. 'Thank goodness, she isn't running temperature', he thought aloud. He stood again and went into the kitchen and made booth for her. He brought it in a dish and Diana could not continue pretending she was asleep when the aroma of the broth got to her. She stirred and stretched. 'You are awake, good!' he said, picking the dish of booth he had brought into the room and started stirring it. 'Wake up and get something into your stomach', he continued. 'I doubt you have had anything to eat since morning at least'. Diana needed no second prompting as she sat up without hesitation. 'Easy', Troy said, 'You shall have as much as you want. There is still more than enough in the pot', he said smiling knowingly. He wondered if she had really eaten before embarking on this journey. He recalled that she had not really told him where she had been headed before she was attacked. He fed her two spoon full but she became self conscious thinking that she was burdening him than helping him as she had intended. 'I can feed myself', she protested, coyly. 'You dont have to fed me. I was injured, not paralyzed or immobilized', she smiled to remove the bite from her words. Hurting him even with her words was not her intension at all. 'Good!' he said. 'Make sure you finish it', he said, about to get up when a question he wanted answers to flashed through his mind. 'Where did you say you came from again and where you going?' 'Well er...', she started, thinking Oh, damn! She had not prepared herself for this but she had to brave it out. 'Well, I normally wouldn't tell anyone where I was going because it is too dangerous but you have helped me alot today and I guess the least I can do is tell you that much', she said as she racked her brains for the name of a pack that was far away and which would not arouse any suspicion. 'I was going to the Crescent Moon Pack', she said. Then bent her head and continued drinking her booth. 'And you are from what Pack?' he insisted. Diana decided to tell him the truth this time. There will be no need for him to come looking for me in the pack she thought as she replied, 'I am from the Twilight Pack. I work there as a kitchen maid'.The vault seemed to hold its breath.Elian stood between them—his eyes darting from Daisy to Rowena and back again, sensing the danger, but also the ache beneath it. A pain older than he was. Something rooted in love that curdled into betrayal.Rowena was the first to break the silence.“You were always better with threats,” she said, nodding to the gun in Daisy’s hand. “But I remember when we didn’t need weapons between us.”Daisy didn’t flinch. “That was before you burned an archive, erased your identity, and joined the very council we were supposed to destroy.”Rowena’s smile was thin. “You say that like I had a choice.”“We all had choices, " Daisy contradicted her. “You chose a boy," she accused. “I chose the truth, " Daisy corrected. Rowena’s eyes flickered toward Elian.“No. You chose to hide him. To weaken him. Because you were afraid of what he’d become.”“I was afraid of what they’d make him into,” Daisy snapped. “And now you’re doing their work.”Rowena’s voice dropped,
In the underground vault, Rowena—no longer that girl Daisy knew—walked barefoot across the chamber floor, wrapped in a white coat with steel cuffs at her wrists. Her eyes were strange now. Deep, unnatural. Marked with something old.Maeron watched warily. “You said she’s not a godspawn.”“She’s not,” the cloaked figure said. “She’s worse.”Rowena turned, looking directly into the feed where they were being observed.She smiled.And whispered: “Tell Daisy I want her to see me. When I take him.”Back at Blackpine, Elian sat in his reading room with Daisy’s sketchbook in his lap. The pages were filled with maps, symbols, and strange quotes. He flipped to the last page—and there, drawn in ink and moon ash, was a sketch of a woman.Not one Daisy had shown him before.But he knew her face.It was the woman from his dream.The one who wore Daisy’s laugh. Her eyes. Her grief.He closed the book.Then whispered, “She’s coming for me.”Daisy stood behind him, arms crossed, expression unreadabl
Eliana could not seem to keep his eyes open. He slept again. And his breath caught. The moment between sleep and waking blurred like light through water. And then— He was somewhere else. Not the estate. Not the city. Not anywhere on Earth. That he could recognize at least. A field stretched out before him. Endless. Silver grass rippling beneath a black sky that shimmered with stars he didn’t recognize. Moons—three of them—hung low over a lake that reflected nothing. And in the center of that lake stood a boy. No. Him. A second Eliana. His mirror image. Barefoot. Pale. Dressed in robes made of flickering light. His golden eyes glowed brighter, older. “You shouldn’t be here,” the Other Elian said. “I didn’t mean to come,” Elian replied. “But you wanted to. And wanting is how it begins. And that is why you have been able to come here”. The field pulsed once. A breeze passed over, carrying a whisper too faint to hear. Elian stepped closer. “What is thi
The estate went into lockdown within minutes.Steel shutters slammed down over the windows. Every hallway lit up in red. Kalen activated the internal defense grid from the command center, his fingers flying over the screen like a pianist playing for war. Motion sensors lit up the terrain around Blackpine like Christmas. The private guard—the Shadow Ward—was deployed around Elian’s floor.But none of it was fast enough.Because he felt it first.Elian sat bolt upright in bed, eyes wide and glowing gold even in the dark.Something was wrong.The warmth in the air had fractured. Not cold. Not heat. Just… wrong. Like a note gone off key in a song you didn’t realize was playing.He threw off the covers.Outside his window, the trees swayed unnaturally. He could hear the wolves patrolling below, growling low in their throats.His fingers tingled.Not fear.Not yet.But something ancient moving under his skin.Something that wanted to respond.He didn’t know how he reached the door. Or why i
The summit was over.But the world was far from quiet.The last convoy left the Blackpine estate at dawn, tires crunching over gravel, banners pulled down, symbols stripped from armored SUVs. One by one, the elite wolves of the continent disappeared behind tinted glass—some with rage in their hearts, others with uncertainty. A few with something dangerously close to awe.Daisy watched them from the surveillance feed in the command room. Her leather jacket creaked as she crossed her arms. She wasn’t wearing her ceremonial cloak anymore—just jeans, boots, and a simple black tee. The crown had been left on the altar where she confronted them all. She didn’t need it now.Not yet.“They’re gone,” Troy said, stepping beside her, still in tactical gear, dried blood on his knuckles. “At least from the grounds. But we’ve picked up chatter. Some are regrouping in the city. Maybe waiting to see if you’ll flinch.”“I won’t,” she said quietly.Troy didn’t ask if she was sure. He knew her too well
The last time the Convergence was summoned, the world was still fractured by feuding bloodlines and primal law. No single voice had authority over all. The ritual had been buried beneath centuries of war, used only when an Alpha challenged not a rival—but the entire system.And now, that challenge came not from ambition...But from Daisy.Alpha Diana of the Twilight Pack.The first to wear both mask and crown.And the only one mad enough to summon all the Alpha houses to her doorstep.They came.Not by invitation—but by fear, curiosity, and the scent of something ancient moving through the bondlines of the earth. Something that stirred wolves in their sleep and called dormant bloodlines awake.By the third night, twenty-one Alpha banners flew in the vale beyond Blackpine’s walls.Not all were allies.Many came with blades sheathed and intentions wrapped in smiles.But all had come for one reason.The boy.The unbound heir.The child known only as Elian.Troy stood on the outer terrace