ログインRakar Adiyatama is known as a cold and mysterious CEO, but beneath his expensive suits lies a dark secret—he is the legendary Alpha of the Velkan Clan, a line of werewolves thought to be extinct. For love, he abandoned his throne and married Revira Ardelia, an ordinary human woman completely unaware that the man sleeping beside her is a monster. Their perfect life shatters when their only son, Ardan, falls mysteriously ill on his seventh birthday. Doctors find nothing, yet the birthmark on Ardan's back begins to glow like blood. Rakar knows this is no ordinary sickness; it is the awakening of the *Blood Moon*, an ancient and dangerous power that a half-human child should not possess. When a mad scientist kidnaps Ardan for a gruesome experiment, Rakar is forced to unleash the beast he has buried for eight years. His secret is brutally exposed, shattering Revira's trust. Now, Rakar must fight on three fronts: win back the heart of his terrified wife, protect his son from the rival Lunaris Clan who has come to claim the Blood Moon's power, and face his own clan who brands him a traitor. Caught between two worlds, Rakar must prove that a father's love is deadlier than any Alpha's fangs.
もっと見るNight fell upon Velmora, bringing with it a chill more biting than usual. Tonight, it wasn't just the moon watching from above, but also the ghost of civil war, ready to spill blood on their sacred ground.At Rakar’s old residence, the atmosphere was tense, like a bowstring drawn to its maximum. About thirty Velkan warriors—those still loyal to the Bane bloodline or to Eldric—gathered in the front yard. They didn't speak much. They merely sharpened their claws, checked their swords, and stared at their new commander with a mixture of fear and respect.Rakar stood on the veranda, wearing light black leather armor he hadn't touched in eight years. Two hunting knives were tucked into his waist. His face was hard as stone, his eyes radiating a cold yellow light."Vorlag has about fifty warriors guarding his residence," Daniel said, pointing to a spot on the map spread across the table. "They are all fanatics. They will die for him.""Good," Rakar said. "I don't have time to take prisoners
Rakar lay sprawled on the ground, the silver net still burning his skin. He stared at the hand outstretched before him—the hand of a Lunaris. His sworn enemy."An alliance?" Rakar laughed bitterly, his voice hoarse and laced with pain. "Do you think I'm that stupid? Your clan just kidnapped my family, and now you come offering help?"Kael did not lower his hand. His silver eyes gazed calmly at Rakar. "Volkov is not 'my clan.' He is a pawn of a radical faction led by my own uncle. They are the ones who want war. They are the ones who believe that Moon Blood should be weaponized.""And you?" Rakar asked, trying to rise while suppressing the pain. "What do you want?""I want balance," Kael replied. "My father—the Great Elder—believes in the old prophecy. But he is too old to fight my uncle's faction. I need an ally. An ally as desperate as I am."Rakar finally managed to stand, tearing the remnants of the silver net from his body. "Why should I trust you?""Because I guided you here," Ka
The Dark Forest greeted Rakar with a deadly silence. The air was cold and foul—a mix of decaying leaves, poisonous mushrooms, and something fishy like old blood.Rakar moved like a shadow, leaping over tree roots and slipping silently through the undergrowth. His eyes, now glowing golden-yellow, scanned every track on the ground."Their footprints are small and frantic," Rakar thought. "They ran without a clear direction."He could smell their scent. Revira’s familiar aroma, mixed with the sharp tang of fear, and Ardan’s sweet scent. But the trail was growing faint. Revira’s scent-masking potion was almost depleted."Damn it!" Rakar cursed internally. If the potion’s effect wore off, they would become a beacon, attracting every predator within a five-kilometer radius."REVIRA!" Rakar roared, using his Alpha Voice. "RETURN! THAT IS AN ORDER!"But only silence answered him.***A few kilometers ahead, Revira was gasping for breath. Her lungs felt like they were on fire. She leaned her b
That night, the colossal full moon in the Velmora sky shone brighter than usual, its silver light bathing the banks of the Avariel River in a mystical glow. The atmosphere was tense. This was the night of Ardan’s second ritual.Rakar stood in the bone-chilling river water, holding Ardan’s shoulders. Behind him, on the riverbank, Revira stood frozen, her hands clenched tightly at her sides. Her face was pale, her eyes never leaving Ardan."Ready, Son?" Rakar asked softly.Ardan nodded, his lips trembling. "Will it hurt again, Dad?""A little," Rakar answered honestly. "But I’m here. I won’t let go.""I’m not afraid," Ardan said, trying to sound brave.Eldric stepped forward. "This ritual is different, Rakar. He must submerge his entire body himself. Enter the water slowly, Son. Let the river embrace you."Ardan stared at the river water, rippling with silver light. He looked hesitant."I’m scared, Dad," he whispered."It’s okay to be scared," Rakar said. "I’ll go in with you."Without
The giant ironwood gate creaked open, the sound of its heavy hinges breaking the night's silence like a groan of pain.Rakar didn't wait for the gate to open fully. He stepped inside, slipping through the narrow gap between the two doors, Ardan still shivering in his arms. Revira, Eldric, and Danie
The SUV engine roared like a wounded beast. Daniel stomped the gas pedal, sending the car hurtling down the deserted suburban road toward the mountains. The speedometer needle trembled at 140 kilometers per hour, ignoring the speed limit signs.In the back seat, the atmosphere was far more terrifyi
The silence that followed the confession felt more painful than a physical slap. The air in the living room felt thick, as if the oxygen had been sucked out by a single word: Alpha.Revira stared at him. Not with love, not with admiration. She looked at Rakar as if her husband were an alien species
Rakar’s consciousness returned slowly, pulled from the abyss of darkness by a searing pain. It wasn't the pain of the silver poison, but a liquid fire spreading from his thigh throughout his entire body.“ARGHHH!”Rakar clenched his teeth tightly, his back arching off the cold floor. He opened his
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