Se connecterThe clearing was alive with motion, a symphony of activity orchestrated under the pale glow of the full moon. Lanterns swayed from the trees, casting silver shadows that danced across the ground, mingling with the flickering light of the firepits. The pack moved like a well-oiled machine, older wolves supervising the younger ones as they carried platters, adjusted decorations, and rehearsed ceremonial gestures. Every movement reflected purpose, pride, and anticipation an unspoken acknowledgme
The Witch Queen stood in the doorway, surrounded by smoke and the sounds of battle.Selene didn't move.Behind her, Elder Myra held the twins tightly while Liora stood beside her, ready to fight if anyone came closer.The Witch Queen looked at Selene for several seconds before her gaze shifted toward the babies.“So these are the children.”Selene's expression hardened.“Don't look at them.”The Witch Queen smiled.“I've heard so much about them.”“You won't get near them.”“I don't need to.”Her eyes returned to Selene.“You're still the one I came for.”Selene's fingers began glowing blue.“I know.”The Witch Queen took one step forward.Selene raised her hand.A burst of energy slammed into the floor between them, forcing the Witch Queen backward.The walls shook.Li
The first sign came just before dawn.The eastern watchtower sounded the alarm.One long horn.Then another.Then three short blasts.Damien was already awake.He stood beside the window of the packhouse, staring into the darkness when the first horn sounded. Within seconds, the entire building came alive. Warriors rushed through the corridors, pulling on armor and grabbing weapons. Wolves began howling across the territory as the alarm spread from one patrol post to another.Garrick entered the room fully dressed.“They're here.”Damien turned.“How many?”“We don't know yet.”Korven appeared behind him. “The northern patrol spotted movement. The western scouts are reporting the same thing. There's movement along the southern boundary too.”Damien's expression hardened.“All three sides.”Garrick nodded.“T
Damien remained at the window long after the others had left.He couldn't explain exactly what had made him look outside. There had been no movement, no sound, nothing obvious enough to prove that someone was there.But his instincts had reacted.Someone had been watching them.And if the stranger had managed to get close enough to watch the packhouse without being detected, then Shadowfang had a bigger problem than they realized.Garrick stood beside him.“You want to search the grounds?”Damien shook his head.“No.”Garrick frowned. “Why?”“Because if someone is actually watching us, they may be waiting for us to do exactly that.”“So we leave them alone?”“We make them think we haven't noticed.”Garrick understood.“You want them to believe they're still hidden.”“Yes.”Damien turned from the window.“Call Korven. Quietly.”A few minutes later, Korven entered the room.Damien explained what he suspected, and Korven's expression became serious.“Do you think there's someone inside t
The packhouse remained tense long after the rogue was killed.Warriors moved through every corridor, checking doors, windows, and hidden passages. No one was taking chances anymore. The attack had proven that the enemy did not need to break through the borders to reach Selene. They only needed to find a way inside.Damien stood in the center of the main hall while Korven gave him a report.“We checked everyone who was on duty during the attack,” Korven said. “The rogue took the identity of one of our guards. The real guard was found unconscious near the eastern storage room.”“Is he alive?”“Yes. Elder Myra is treating him.”Damien nodded.“How did the rogue get his uniform?”“We don't know yet.”Damien's jaw tightened.That was the problem.They kept finding pieces of the enemy's plans after the damage had already been done.Garrick stood beside him, studying the warriors around the hall.“This isn't just about strength anymore.”Damien looked at him.“No. It's about information.”Ko
The forest remained silent long after the stranger disappeared.Damien stood between the trees, staring at the empty path ahead. The scent was already fading, carried away by the wind. Whoever the stranger was, they had known exactly when to retreat.Korven shifted back into human form beside him. “We should follow.”“No.”Korven looked at him. “Why?”“Because that's what they want.”Garrick studied the ground where the figure had disappeared. “You think they deliberately allowed you to see them.”“I know they did.” Damien held up the piece of black fabric. “They left this behind, and then they made sure I saw them. They're trying to make us chase them.”Korven frowned. “But why?”“To pull our attention away from the packhouse.”That immediately changed the mood.Damien looked toward the direction of
By sunrise, Damien had barely slept.The strange howls from the previous night had stayed in his mind. He had spent most of the night moving between the packhouse and the western courtyard, checking on the guards and listening for any sign of movement beyond the borders.Nothing came.That almost made him more uneasy.When the morning patrol returned, Korven was waiting for them at the eastern gate. Two warriors shifted back into human form, their breathing heavy from running.“What did you find?” Korven asked.The first warrior shook his head. “Nothing.”“Nothing?”“We followed the sound along the northern edge of the territory. There were no tracks.”The second warrior nodded. “We found a few broken branches, but nothing that tells us who was there. The trail disappeared near the rocks.”Korven frowned. “Did you hear the howl again?”
The scent of blood still lingered in the air.Even after the fires were put out, even after the bodies were buried, the smell clung to the earth sharp, metallic, and unrelenting.Selene stood near the training grounds where the battle had ended hours ago. The soil was torn and black
The road to Shadowfang was long.Long enough for thoughts to grow heavier with every mile.The Silvermoon convoy moved steadily along the forest path, wheels crunching against gravel while tall pine trees towered on either side like silent witnesses to the journey. The wind carried the scent of ear
The morning sun filtered through the wide windows of Shadowfang’s main hall, scattering warm gold across the polished wooden floor. The pack was alive with movement wolves of all ages weaving through the corridors, laughter ringing in the air, tails wagging in excitement. Decorations hung f
The dining hall of Shadowfang was one of the grandest spaces in the entire pack estate.Tall arched windows stretched along the stone walls, allowing the afternoon sunlight to pour inside in warm golden streams. The light reflected softly off polished wooden floors and long oak tables arranged neat







