LOGINShare
Chapter 9: Whispers of the Old Blood
publish date:
2026-09-04 17:47:41
Latest chapter
Feral Claim Chapter 19: The Howl of the Living
Chapter 19: The Howl of the LivingI raise my mug high. The hall goes quiet.“Shadowfang,” I say, voice cutting through the crackle of the fires. “We changed. We bled. We lost one of our own. And we’re still fucking standing. Tonight we don’t plan. We don’t patrol. We don’t fear what’s coming. Tonight we remember we’re alive. Drink. Eat. Touch. Howl. That’s an order.”The roar that answers me shakes the goddamn beams. Mugs slam. Howls rip through the air. The feast is on.I drop back into my seat at the high table. Ava’s already there in that midnight wool dress, cut low enough to show the new faint veins tracing her collarbones. The bond flares hot the second our eyes lock. I can’t look away.She smirks, slow and wicked, and slides onto my lap without asking. Her ass settles right against the thick ridge already straining my leathers. I growl low against her ear.“You’re playing with fire, Luna.”“Good,” she whispers back. “Burn me.”My hand finds her thigh under the table. Fingers pu
Feral Claim Chapter 18: The Luna’s Turn
The healing lodge stank of blood, scorched herbs, and that goddamn blueberry midnight-eclipse shit Vaelor kept pushing. I didn’t care anymore. Twenty-eight hybrids were already prowling the compound—faster, sharper, occasionally sparking or breaking into dance when someone cracked a garlic jar. The last three fever cases had woken by midday. Weak, but alive.Only one person left.Me.It was my fucking idea. Born in the pit while Kairos screamed truths at my feet. I’d sold it to the pack, stared down every doubt, held Thorne’s shoulders while he giggled about noodles. And still I’d waited—watching doses, counting heartbeats, making sure no one else died on my watch.Now the lodge was quiet. Last ritual of the night. Torches burned low. Outside, snow hissed against the shutters.Kael stood at the head of the ritual table, arms folded, jaw locked. He hadn’t said a word since I announced it was my turn, but the bond roared with pride and raw fear.“You don’t have to,” he said finally, voic
Feral Claim Chapter 17: Blood, Howls, and Unexpected Side Effects
Chapter 17: Blood, Howls, and Unexpected Side Effects (Ava’s POV – First Person)The vote came at dawn under a sky the color of bruised steel.Forty-three wolves stepped forward.Not the entire pack. Far from it. Some elders shook their heads, muttering about defiling the Moon Mother’s gifts. A few warriors crossed their arms—loyal, but unwilling to tamper with their blood. No one was forced. Kael made that clear with a single look that could freeze rivers.Those who refused were honored all the same. Those who accepted were marched to the old healing lodge, now cleared and warded tighter than a miser’s coin purse.I stood beside Kael as Vaelor took his place at the center like a mad alchemist in wolf’s clothing. Jars of Kairos’s drained vampire blood lined the tables—thick, black-red, still faintly smoking from the silver bowls used to collect it. Bundles of night-blooming herbs smoldered in braziers. Runes glowed on the floor in dried wolf blood and ash.The first volunteer was T
Feral Claim Chapter 16: Shadows in the Dark
Chapter 16: Shadows in the Dark (Kael’s POV – First Person)The new moon rose invisible. A void in a sky full of cold stars.True dark. The night Seraphine had demanded.But she never came.No raven circled the treeline. No pale figure stepped from the trees with her silent escort. The wards hummed steady under Vaelor’s constant work. Scouts returned with the same report every hour: winter silence. No strange scents. No unnatural frost creeping across the snow.Too quiet.I stood on the lodge balcony at midnight, forearms braced against the railing, snow drifting in lazy spirals beyond the compound lights. Ava stood beside me. Shadows pooled faintly around her boots, restless, like they could feel the wrongness in the air the same way I could.“She’s playing with us,” I muttered. “Testing our nerves.”“Or something delays her,” Ava answered. Calm. Watching. Always watching. “Either way—we stay sharp.”We doubled the patrols that night. Silver on every belt. Warriors moving in pai
Feral Claim Chapter 15: The Reckoning Moon
Chapter 15: The Reckoning Moon(Kael’s POV – First Person)The month slipped away like snow melting off pine needles—fast, quiet, and impossible to stop.Seraphine’s return loomed on the new moon, only two nights away. The compound hummed with restrained tension. Warriors sharpened silver. Scouts ranged farther than usual. Vaelor burned herbs day and night, strengthening the wards until the air itself tasted of protection and smoke. Yet in the heart of it all, I carved out every possible moment of warmth with my mate and our pups, as if storing sunlight against the coming dark.It started innocently enough.Mid-morning, Ava took the twins to the frozen meadow for power practice. I joined “for supervision.” Truth was, I simply needed to watch them. My mate. My pups. The soft, fierce pride that always undid me rose hard in my chest.Ronan and Elara had grown bolder. Ronan cloaked an entire snowdrift in writhing shadow until it vanished from sight. Elara summoned golden shields that shim
Feral Claim Chapter 14: Solstice Warmth
Chapter 14: Solstice WarmthFour weeks had passed since Seraphine’s visit.One month left until her return. One month to decide the fate of our children, our pack, perhaps our entire world. Kael and I both knew it. The inner circle knew it. But we also knew something older and truer: a pack that forgot to live while preparing for war was already half-defeated.So we chose, deliberately, to live.It began with the Winter Solstice—three days of ritual, feasting, and unchecked joy that every Shadowfang pup grew up anticipating like a second birthday.The compound transformed.Evergreen boughs draped every doorway, woven with silver ribbons and moon-blessed crystals that caught torchlight and scattered it like stars. Massive Yule logs—ancient oaks felled with ceremony—burned slow and fragrant in every hearth. The scent of spiced mead, roasting boar, and cinnamon-laced cakes filled the air until even the sentries rotated faster just to steal bites.On the first night, the pack gathered in
You May Also Like
Ascension of a Gamma
Caine Casann545.2K viewsMy Professor Is My Alpha Mate
Caroline Above Story726.3K viewsTHREE BROTHERS! ONE MATE!
Lockness923.8K viewsThe Alpha King's Possession
Moonlight Muse591.5K viewsBarren Luna Returns As A Powerful CEO With A Hidden Heir
Mirah Ace161 viewsTHE ALPHA'S WIFE IS NO LADY
Jaziel147 viewsThe Lycan King's Accused Luna
Nessa103 viewsThe Alpha's Human Whore
Vela Raven 147 views
