LOGIN“Calm down both of you, before you send everyone into a panicked frenzy.” The seer of the Grey moon pack Niall said. He was a tiny wolf in his late sixties with long white hair packed into a tail at his neck and dressed in black wool cloth. Although he was small, both Alphas relaxed immediately at his command which went to show how powerful he was. George sent him a curious glance, for as long as he could remember no one but dominant Alphas had been able to stand up to him when his pheromones were released, this seer was not to be trifled with.
The seer set to work calming the frenzied wolves of both packs very quickly and efficiently. George was impressed, although his seer was a talented wolf, he had to admit that this seer could be more powerful. His pack will benefit greatly if Amal was sent to learn under him. “Now if you two are done with this egoistical posturing can we get on with the meeting? Niall said softly before returning to his position behind Lucien. “You are right as always, Niall. Your offer is tempting George, but the benefits we receive is far too small as compared to what is expected of us.” Lucien said, his voice returned to its usual emotionless tone. “I am of a different opinion, but you are free to add two clauses to the contract.” George said Lucien signaled to Damien who gave him a clip nod before turning to George. “We would like to add that our people also be granted access into your land, I noticed that clause was conveniently not included.” Damien said, sending a look that dared George to deny it. George just smirked in reply, it was a clever move to control one of the two clauses given to the Grey moon pack, thought of by his advisor. “Our second clause is to have aid in form of military twice a year should we need.” Damien said. George frowned a bit but it was also within their expectations. The greatest fear of the Grey moon pack aside from their abundance of healers and ability users were their military strength which was the largest in this side of the world. “Your first clause is not a problem but the second clause can be amended. We shall grant you aid if there is an attack against your pack in which you are outnumbered.” George said. “Let’s amend it to when there is an attack whether we are outnumbered or not.” Damien negotiated. “Good, then can I assume we have a deal?” “Have your keepers add the amendments to the contracts and make copies and we can seal it now.” Lucien said. George signaled to the keepers who immediately set to work. The contracts where presented and the Alpha’s sealed them sealing the fate of their children and packs. Though as of then no one knew how this deal would affect the future. “I will send some representatives to live here to uphold the alliance and I expect same from you.” George said. “Once everything is settled we shall organise a banquet to celebrate our alliance. You’re free to choose the location as a sign of trust” George said, an irritating smirk on his face. Lucien clenched his jaw, forcing himself to be calm. The alliance was a golden opportunity to grow their pack power and closely watch the movements of the Sunlit pack. “Very well, we shall send word once we’re ready. I do hope we have a wonderful cooperation, George.” “Me too, Lucien, seeing as we will be family once our children are joined in marriage.” “I shall be on my way, for I can’t be away from my pack for long.” “I understand, I shall send an escort to assist you till the border.” “There will be no need for that, as my escort is more than able to assist me. Farewell Lucien.” George said as he signaled his men to follow. They left without so much as a glance to the people seated in the meeting room. “Is it really a good idea to ally our selves with them, Alpha. We are at a great disadvantage.” Zain spoke once they left. “We are send off your son to be married to them, what if he tries to come for us through the heir of such union.” “I understand your worry Zain but for now there is nothing we can do.” Lucien spoke, face grim “The only thing we can do now is to grow our packs power as quickly as we can, and watch closely for a weakness.” “This is a golden opportunity granted to us by the moon goddess and will be a shame to waste it.” “This discussion is over, you are all dismissed. Do well to send Gavi in after you Zain.” “Yes Alpha” Zain replied leaving with rest of the councilors and the seer. “And Damien, come to my chambers this evening” “Yes, Father.” “Alpha, you sent for me.” Gavi said, fear clouding his face “I apologize for my behaviour earlier, I was only trying…” Lucien reached for Gavi’s throat flinging him into the wall. He walked slowly to him, claws extending. Without warning he slashed his claws across Gavi’s face, leaving claw marks on it. Blood dripped down his face, his head bowed in submission. “It seems I have let you run loose for too long, Gavi. To think you’d challenge in front of others. Your Alpha.” Lucien said, lifting his wounded face in his hands. His eyes as cold as ice. “Please, have mercy Alpha. I was blinded by my hatred for the Sunlit pack.” “You’ve served me faithfully Gavi, but it seems you’ve grown old and senile. From now on you are stripped of your position as councilor and will be sent to the border to reflect for a moon.” “Yes Alpha. Thank you for showing mercy.” Gavi replied, discontent written on his face.Keith stood alone in the training yard, the echo of steel ringing faintly in the night air. The banquet was long over, yet the weight of it clung to him like armor he could not remove. His father’s gaze cold and commanding still burned at the back of his mind. He had played his role as the dutiful prince, but every bow, every word, every gesture had been another stone pressing against his chest. He was tired of being a stone in his father’s wall, an heir measured against his brothers and found wanting. His thoughts, drifted back to her. Aaliyah. The princess of the Sunlit Pack had carried herself with grace, her smile as soft as moonlight. But behind that quiet dignity, he had sensed something else, an unyielding strength and a watchfulness she kept hidden beneath her façade of fragility. Every time his eyes met hers, something inside him stirred, something older and deeper than logic could explain. It unsettled him. Because when he closed his eyes, it was not Aaliyah’s face he
The library had become Aaliyah’s sanctuary, though it often felt more like a tomb. She prowled its endless shelves day after day, searching for fragments of knowledge hidden in brittle parchment and dust. The words swam before her tired eyes, legends of gods and curses blurring together, yet she pressed on. Each page she turned felt like prying open the past itself.It was on the third evening that her fingers paused on a spine wedged so tightly between larger tomes it seemed determined to remain forgotten. The leather was cracked, the title long erased. She pulled it free and nearly sneezed as dust plumed into the candlelit air.Inside, the script was faint, almost erased by time, but her eyes caught on a phrase repeated again and again. 'The Weaver sees beyond the moon. The Weaver speaks where the goddess is silent.'Her pulse quickened. She turned page after page, finding cryptic references to a seer, older than the oldest records, who had once lived in the borderlands between the
The journey back to the Sunlit packlands was a quiet one, though silence was rarely peaceful. It hung heavy in the air like a storm about to break. The carriages rolled along the forest path, wheels crunching over gravel, the creak of wood punctuating the hush. Guards flanked them, vigilant, while the banners of the Sunlit pack fluttered against the evening breeze.Inside her carriage, Aaliyah sat with her hands folded neatly in her lap, her expression calm. To anyone who glanced inside, she looked every inch the delicate princess returning home after a night of political pleasantries. But behind her still eyes, her mind churned.She saw them again, the way Keith’s hand had lingered on Leanne’s cheek, the promise in his voice, the kiss that burned like acid against the thread of the bond inside her chest. The ache was real, but so was her clarity. Leanne’s ambition was a blade hidden behind a smile, while Keith’s rebellion was a torch held too close to kindling. They were dangerous, n
The banquet had begun to unravel. The great hall, once alive with music and laughter, was sinking into the sluggish haze of wine. Some guests slumped against the table, their heads lolling in drunken slumber. Others slipped away two by two, voices hushed, footsteps uneven. Only the sharp eyed councilors remained steady, their words barbed and measured even as the night waned. Aaliyah sat still at her place, her back straight despite the weight of hours. Her silver gown shimmered faintly under the fading light of the chandeliers, and though she smiled when addressed, her thoughts were elsewhere. She felt it again the faint tug, the bond thrumming quietly in her chest like a whisper she dared not acknowledge. Keith was not in the hall. She didn’t need eyes to know it. Her father, Alpha George, dismissed her with a glance, believing her too delicate to endure the night’s final hours. She rose gracefully, bowing her head. “If you’ll excuse me, Father,” she said softly, her voice w
Aaliyah sat next to her father at the banquet hall, ever since she was born her father has shielded her and kept her from leaving the pack. This was the first time she ever left. The banquet was meant to celebrate their so called alliance and bethrotal to the third Prince of the Grey moon pack. But the bethrotal was only known to a select few for her safety. It was to be announced was she came of age next moon.Music drifted the hall from the band, her father stood up and reached for her hands. helping her up he led her to meet the Grey moon Alpha. Her chin dipped respectfully, her movements soft and controlled. It was the mask she had worn for years, carefully crafted to satisfy her father’s command that she appear untouchable, sheltered, weak.But behind lowered lashes, her mind was sharp, watching everything. She noted the stiff posture of her father as he greeted Lucien, his smile polite but never reaching his eyes. She saw the way Damen leaned close to one of the Grey moon counci
The banquet to celebrate the new alliance and bethrotal was mere dawns away. Things have been a bit tense at the Greymoon pack since Alpha had announced the alliance with their rival pack. Relations with the Sunlit pack have been tensed at best and the sudden alliance left many unsettled, however they had unwavering trust in their Alpha. Lucien had decided to host the banquet at the dandelion field located at the heart of the pack. And only those invited were allowed to attend. This field was near where the training fields of their pack, this will allow them immediate defense in case of any accidents. A figure sprinted off towards the backyards of the palace into a small opening, darting through the narrow tunnel carved out beneath the thickets, a path he had discovered moons ago during one of his many escapades. It led straight into the outskirts of the village, far away from the watchful eyes of the guards and his ever-watchful brothers. Paws hit the earth lightly, every stride con







