Mag-log inLEA’S POV I sat with my legs crossed on the bed, staring at my palm. The room was quiet except for the occasional rustle of leaves from the open window, and the distant sound of the pack's activity drifted in as well. My mind kept replaying the events that had happened yesterday.The burning village, the screams, the rogue wolves, and then the way I had used my powers. I looked at my palm again. I couldn’t believe that the same hands that had spent years scrubbing floors and washing clothes somehow had enough power to stop rogue wolves.Even now, it felt impossible. A part of me expected someone to come in and tell me whatever happened yesterday had been a dream. But it hadn’t been. For the first time since discovering I was the white sage wolf, I had managed to use my abilities when it mattered.I had protected people, and they had survived. I couldn’t stop the smile tugging at my lips. I could imagine the old mage telling me not to get ahead of myself. She would remind me that I st
LEA’S POV The village was still burning right before my eyes, but I could feel something moving inside of me. My body felt like it was still trying to catch up and understand what was happening inside of me. I could feel my powers arriving half a second before my thoughts could catch up to what was going on.But I could finally feel my powers responding to me.A rogue wolf lunged from the smoke, moving faster this time, and he was aiming for a villager who had fallen near a destroyed wall. My eyes grew wide, and I lifted my hands. The air tightened, and an invisible space was made between the wolf and the fallen villager. The wolf hit the solidified air I had created and was thrown violently to the floor. He didn’t get back up immediately.My breath caught in my throat. “Move, now!” I screamed at the fallen villager.The villager nodded frantically and scrambled to his feet, dragging along another injured wolf towards the little open space that had not been consumed by fire yet. The
MIRABETH’S POV The sound of bones breaking left me with a satisfied feeling. The servant I had hurled, hit the floor quickly, her limbs twitching. Blood trickled from her nose and I stood over her body, breathing slowly through my nostrils. I was waiting for the heat in my chest to settle a little, but it didn’t.Behind me, Kael let out a soft laughter.“You are always so predictable,” he said in a light tone, like I hadn’t just killed a servant and the floor was stained with blood.I turned my head slightly towards him. He was sitting on the couch in front of me, like he owned it, with one leg crossed over the other and his posture was way to relaxed for something that wasn’t even in his own pack.He looked like nothing or no one in the world could touch him and that alone made me want to.“Oh please, shut up,” I hissed.Kael smirked. “Hey, I’m only observing here,” he grinned. “You fail at a plan, you rage, take out your anger on other people and try to make yourself feel better.”
LEA’S POV I lay on my side, staring at the edge of the bedside table while my mind remained blank. I had been in my room for days because I was ignoring Amreth. Seeing him right now would just make me feel some irrational anger I couldn’t quite understand. Aside from him, I was avoiding running into Seraphina.My stomach tightened, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten properly today. I sighed and pushed myself up slowly. The bed shifted under me as I swung my legs over the bed and sat there for a few moments, collecting myself and my thoughts.Slowly, I rose from the bed and moved to the door. I reached for the handle when I paused. Something seemed off. I could hear distant footsteps that sounded rushed and uneven. Then, more noises joined. Voices overlapped, and they sounded buried.My hands hovered over the doorknob before I finally opened the door. The corridor before me was in chaos. Guards were moving fast in both directions, their armour clinking, hands pressed against the weapon
AMRETH’S POV The dining hall has descended into complete chaos now. Some servants were shouting while others were staring at me with complete horror and shock plastered on their faces. Blood dripped from the corner of my mouth, spilling to the polished floor. The shattered remains of the wine glass I had dropped remained beside the chair.The sharp pain that had attacked my entire body lingered, but it was already fading. My wolf was destroying the poison and slowly erasing it from my system. The person who poisoned me clearly didn’t understand just how powerful an Alpha like me was. That was their biggest mistake.I stood up slowly, and a servant nearby gasped. Another looked like they were about to faint. The room spun as I steadied myself. My body felt heavy, but I could stand. The pain was beginning to disappear like it was never there. Now that I couldn’t feel the pain anymore, I was slowly getting angry. Someone has dared to poison me inside my own pack house.The sheer audacit
AMRETH’S POV I sat alone at the head of the lathe table, staring blankly at the meal that had been served to me. The food was warm, smoke curling lazily above it. The servants had made sure to make everything to my tastes, but I had barely touched any of it. Recently, my appetite had been close to nonexistent.Marcus said it was because I was stressed, and he was probably right. I rubbed a hand over my face and leaned back in my chair. The light flickered against the walls of the dining hall, making shadows pool down to the floor.Today had been a miserable day, an absolutely miserable one.From the moment I woke up, I had spent every minute dealing with one problem after the other. But the major thing I was dealing with now was the elders, Seraphina, and the upcoming council vote that will decide whether she becomes Luna or I throw her out of the pack.I wish I could just do that right now.It felt as though the goddess thought I wasn’t suffering enough and decided to put more obsta







