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Chapter 9: Ashes In The Morning

Author: Chie
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-08-20 20:10:56

The morning broke heavy and gray, the kind of dawn that carried the smell of old smoke even when there was no fire. Nicole stood at the window of her room, eyes tracking the restless shapes moving below in the courtyard. Wolves limped on half-healed legs, shoulders hunched, their voices low and sharp.

They were no longer united.

Some had fought for her. Some had fought against her. And now, in the brittle quiet of morning, the air felt even more dangerous than the night before.

Nicole’s reflection in the glass looked older than she remembered—hair mussed from restless sleep, a dark bruise shadowing her jaw where Garron’s shove had landed. She hadn’t washed the blood from her knuckles yet. It stained her skin like a reminder, like a brand.

She turned away before she had to look longer. She had no luxury for self-pity.

The pack was splintering.

She had to face them.

Down in the training yard, the tension was palpable. Conversations cut off the moment Nicole appeared. Some wolves dipped
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