Under the glow of the moon, Ryder, the Lycan king of the Star Blood Pack,has been searching for his destined mate. For years, he has traveled the land, following every whisper, every rumor, and every hint that might lead him to the one who will complete him. As the supreme leader of the Greenwood, Moonlight, and Shadow packs, Ryder's authority is unquestioned. But without his mate, he feels incomplete. Meanwhile, Crystal, a werewolf without abilities, lives a life akin to human. She has endured isolation. Her fate takes a drastic turn when she discovers her mate - only to be met with rejection. "I, Beta George of the Moonlight pack hereby reject you, Crystal," he declares, his voice cutting deep. But Crystal's life is far from over. Her path intersects with Ryder's and their lives become forever entwined. As Ryder discovers his mate has been rejected, he vowed to claim her. However, their love is threatened by dark forces. A ruthless adversary, driven by a lust for power, seeks to destroy the balance between packs. Ryder and Crystal must battle their enemies to stay together. As tensions rise, secrets unfold; *A traitor lurks within Ryder's inner circle. *Crystal's true nature holds more significance than she knows. *An ancient prophecy foretells a catastrophic future.
Узнайте больше***Moonlight pack***
The moon hung low in the sky, casting its glow over the gathering that seemed to fill the once empty grounds.
Crystal stood beside George, the Beta of the Moonlight pack.
Her heart racing with anticipation, she had imagined this moment so she thought.
Amy, her best friend,had informed her earlier that George was planning a surprise for her. Now standing here she seems to know what it is all about.
Just then George turned to her, his eyes bore into her soul as he spoke. "I, Beta George of the Moonlight pack hereby reject you-Crystal".
A weight settled in her chest, making it hard to breathe. She thought George would accept her.
When she turned sixteen, George had informed her that she was his mate and even went as far as seeing her parents.
What went wrong?
She thought George would accept her, at the very least acknowledge the mate's bond - he was her mate after all.
"What do you mean" Crystal's voice cracked as she stepped forward.
"You do not expect i, the Beta of the Moonlight pack to accept a werewolf who hasn't shifted. You are human, Crystal" he replied angrily.
"I know i do not possess any werewolf abilities but you can't simply disregard the mate bond"
"It's been four years Crystal. I waited for so long in order to give you time to shift. You are not one of us, I can't be with you. I would be too embarrassed to show myself in any gathering" George spat, his words venomous.
"You can't do this, George"
"I can and I will. I don't want to have anything to do with you".
The rejection hurts deeply but what hurt even more was that George had further announced he would be taking Amy as his mate.
Glancing at Amy who had walked too close to George's side not to be noticed.
The betrayal cut deep and panic swirled around her, suffocating her.
Her eyes locked onto Amy's, who had a playful smirk on her face. She seemed to realize she had been blinded to the truth.
Amy had taken one person she thought she could rely on and trust - her mate.
The pack members had been watching with a mix of curiosity and disdain. She could here the girls giggling as stood together.
She felt her face burning with shame and embarrassment as the crowd dispersed.
With George turning to leave, Crystal felt waves of emotions. She had been rejected and alone.
What would happen to me?
Would I be forced to live forever as an outcast?
The rejection echoed in her mind like a mantra, with the words cutting deep. Her eyes stung even more as she watched George walk away with Amy, their hands clasped together.
She felt like she was losing everything that mattered to her - her mate.
Still brooding, she heard footsteps approaching her
She turned to see her brother, Ethan walking towards her with a concerned look on his face.
"Crystal, what's going on?" he asked, his eyes scanning the now empty grounds before him. "I could feel your emotions from afar. What's wrong?"
Crystal felt a lump in her throat as she tried to explain. "George rejected me," she said, her voice barely audible. "And worst still, he chose Amy over me."
Ethan's face darkened and he pulled her into a tight hug. "I'm so sorry, sis. You are better off without him"
Crystal nodded.
As Ethan held her close, Crystal felt a wave of emotions swirling within her.
She was hurt, angry and betrayed.
But most of all, she was scared.
What would happen to her?
Would she be forced to leave the pack?
Ethan seemed to sense her fear and held her tighter.
"We will figure this out," he whispered.
Crystal nodded
"I think we need to get out of here," she said pulling away from Ethan. "I need some time to think and process everything".
Ethan nodded, his expression understanding.
As they walked away, Crystal felt a sense of uncertainty.
...
On reaching home, Crystal's parents, Edwin and Sophia came out to meet them, concern etched on their faces.
"Crystal, what happened?" Sophia asked, her voice soft with worry.
Crystal took a deep breath and explained the situation, trying to hold back tears.
Her parents listened attentively, their expression growing more serious with each passing moment.
When Crystal finished speaking, Edwin growled silently.
Crystal felt a pang of sadness and betrayal.
Ethan's face darkened. "Why would Amy and George put you through this?"
"I don't know. It's clear George and Amy had this all planned out to embarrass me".
Her parents exchanged a concerned glance.
"We will figure this out, Crystal" Edwin assured her.
But Crystal knew that she would be forced to leave the pack. As a rejected mate, she would no longer be a pack member.
The thought was daunting but Crystal steeled herself.
Crystal excused herself. "I need some time alone," she said, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Come back early ", Ethan said.
Crystal nodded and turned away, her feet carrying her towards the forest.
The forest had always been her comfort area.
She needed to escape the pain and shame that threatened to consume her...
As she ran, the trees blurred together, their branches swaying in the wind like fingers reaching out to snatch at her clothes. Crystal didn't notice. She was lost in her own world, a world of pain and heartache.
She needed to outrun the pain that threatened to consume her.
She ran faster and faster and stopped.
She let the pain and heartache wash over her, and she screamed.
She screamed into the darkness, her voice echoing off the trees.
The sound was raw and anguished. It seemed to come from deep within her.
It was a sound of despair, of loss, of heartbreak.
Crystal felt herself breaking down.
She felt like she was shattering into a million pieces, each one of them sharp...
*Greenwood Territory — The Deepgroves*The wind that blew heavily through Greenwood.Crystal stood at the edge of the grove, her fingers brushing the bark of an old tree. Her mark still pulsed faintly, silver light dancing under her skin. The forest felt closer now, like it breathed with her.Behind her, Ryder spoke with Veen in low tones. His voice was gravel and steel, the sound of a leader holding too much and refusing to bend beneath it. Crystal turned slightly to watch him.He caught her gaze and stepped closer."You should rest."Crystal shook her head. “If I sleep, I’ll dream and I’m not ready to go back there yet.”He reached for her hand. “Then you don’t have to push yourself. You need to prepare.”Veen joined them, the light filtering through the canopy laying pale patterns on her robes. “There’s a place,” she said. “A sacred valley hidden beneath the roots of the forest. It holds memory, deeper than even the stones. The Flame must go there.”Crystal lifted her chin. “What w
The air didn’t change Not even after the Herald was driven back.Through the glade, silence tried to reclaim the space but silence had no hold here now.Crystal stood at the edge of where the stone had shattered, her mark burning like a sun beneath her skin. Her hands trembled, from restraint. Every instinct screamed to run forward. To fight but something deeper held her back.Ryder landed hard against a tree trunk, bark cracking behind him. Blood streaked his temple but his eyes remained locked on the Herald. “Stay behind me,” he ordered again.“I’m not leaving,” Crystal replied.“I know,” he muttered, bracing himself again.The Herald rose from the impact, its cloak torn and smoldering, armor split at one side with smoke pouring from the side he had been struck like fog from a gate half-opened.He wasn't bleeding Thalia stood slightly ahead of Luca now, blade low and ready. “It doesn’t fight like a wolf.”“That’s because it isn’t,” Luca said, voice taut. “It’s something else.”Eth
*Greenwood Territory — Southern Glade*The path to the southern glade was rougher, less worn.It twisted through the earth, overgrown and tangled with creeping vines. It wasn't a trail meant for many. The deeper they went, the thicker the silence became. It wasn't empty but expectant.Ethan led the group, his eyes scanning every shadow. His attention kept flicking to Alia, who walked beside him with a stillness that wasn’t shy, just steady. Her presence grounded him in a way nothing had in years. The tension in his shoulders softened the longer they remained close. Luca walked behind them, close but restless, the occasional twitch of his hand betraying his tension. Thalia matched his pace, never once looking his way, but her breathing had subtly shifted. She seemed to be observing the forest tooThey hadn’t spoken again since their names were exchanged. Her silence was sharp, not hesitant like someone trained to stay hidden even when recognized “So,” Luca said, breaking it. “You’ve
*Greenwood Territory — Dawn* The forest was no longer quiet. Birds stirred in the canopy, but even they seemed cautious. The moss underfoot felt warmer. The air, denser. Crystal stood still. Her hand remained clasped in Ryder’s, grounding her, but her body felt like it was carrying lightning. The dream had left more than echoes, it left knowledge of bloodlines, of a Gate that remembered her steps and a name whispered in the dark between worlds. The Gate had shown her echoes of a truth too large to carry. Her wolf was no longer restless. Then she heard it, a quiet inhale. Not hers. Crystal turned slightly to see Ethan standing just a few feet away, staring at the girl who had stepped into the clearing. The one who had stopped mid-step, whose wide brown eyes locked with his as though some invisible string had yanked them together. The girl standing before Ethan blinked slowly. Her lips parted, but no words came out “Your Mate?” Crystal said softly. Ethan looked like he’d for
*Greenwood Territory— Moonrise* The night settled over Greenwood. No guards paced. No torches burned. The forest lit itself with soft glows from moss-lined paths and pale crystals embedded in the roots. Crystal sat near the sacred clearing, her back against a thick-barked tree that is older than the packs themselves. Its roots curled around her, dipping into the earth and pressing against her spine. She could feel the hum of the forest, not just around her but within. Her wolf stirred quietly, as if it too recognized this place. Veen had marked the ground with a mixture of ash and water, drawing runes. They pulsed faintly, reacting to Crystal’s presence. Ryder crouched beside her, adjusting the blanket draped across her legs. His armor clinked softly with the movement, but his eyes stayed on hers. “You don’t have to do this,” he murmured, his voice rough with something unsaid. “I do,” she replied. “If I’m the key, then I need to know what I unlock.” His jaw worked, tight an
*Greenwood Territory — Border Stones* The wind moved with more intensity, the moment they stepped beyond the moss-covered runes. But unlike Weeping Valley, Greenwood felt… different. The forest didn’t resist them. Ethan slowed first. Crystal glanced at him, noting how his steps grew hesitant. His gaze swept across the high trees, the thick-stone boundary and the distant sound of life — training weapons clashing, water splashing, children laughing faintly somewhere beyond the trees. There was a pack here. A functioning one with life thriving among the trees. “You’ve been here before,” she said softly. Ethan nodded once. “Yes. I didn’t stay long, but…” His voice trailed off. “But what?” Crystal asked. “I scented my mate here,” he admitted, voice barely above a whisper. “But I never found her. I returned to Moonlight when I was told about you finding your mate and never caught the scent again.” Crystal’s eyes softened. “You think she’s still here?” “I don’t know,” Ethan sai
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