LOGINDravenEverything in me went still. I felt shattered in a way that I didn’t even know how to react anymore.My uncle.The man who nicknamed me Rethan. The man who spent hours with me when I was younger trying to hold my sword properly so I can impress my father. A man I took like a second father. I wailed when we didn’t find him on the battlefield. I thought he’d been burned to the bone. I was devastated. I was alone with an entire kingdom to rule at twelve and he’s been nursing a grudge before I was born.My mother, my father—lies, half-truths. Everything I thought I understood… ripped apart in a matter of minutes.My chest tightened and not from these creatures holding me down…from something deeper, heavier.“I trusted you…I admired you,” I whispered, looking up at this man before me who wanted to destroy the world. I looked at Zuri, “I trusted you, I gave you authority to command.I fucking put you in charge. And you—“ My jaw clenched hard enough it hurt.I looked at my son in her
ElaraThe implication hung thick in the air. Draven let out a short, humorless breath, “It’s why the both of you suit each other.”That landed and I saw Zuri’s hurt face. But Volkava’s smile thinned, “He wasn’t even sorry. I confronted him and he said he’d loved her the moment he saw her hanging in that tree," his words dripping with venom now. “But he didn’t want to tell me about it and justified stealing her by saying the moon goddess had favored them and made them for each other,” he laughed bitterly. “The bastard.”“Watch your tongue, Uncle Erik.” Draven said, but one of the creatures hit him hard, he coughs a little.“Stop it!” I yelled. “I watched them,” he said. “I watched them fall in love.” His voice grew quieter, “watched them build a life together. For nine years, I carried my brother’s betrayal and watched him have a perfect family with the woman I loved.” He paused, “And then… they had you…”Draven didn’t react or move. “I couldn’t take it anymore. At one point, when y
ElaraRethan—The Devourer Alpha. That was what this man who we knew as Volkava who turns out to be Draven’s uncle called him.What is happening right now?Silence didn’t fall. It crashed over us. Draven couldn’t move or breathe. He didn’t even blink. It was like the world had stopped—and he had been left behind in it.“…Uncle Erik.” The name barely left his lips.I felt it through the bond—he was in shock. The kind that hollowed you out from the inside. He staggered a lithe and one of his knees hit the ground—hard. “Draven—“ He couldn’t hear me. His eyes were locked on the man in red standing in front of us. A man that both he and Kael said was supposed to be dead.I have never seen Draven so heartbroken. “How…” his voice came out rough. “How are you alive?” "This man is related to you?" I asked in disbelief . This man who has terrified people for years is related to him?"Erik Blackthorn," Kael answered. "He's Draven's father younger brother."Volkava said nothing. Draven whisper
DravenFor minutes nothing made sense as I stared at Zuri standing a few meters behind this man in front of me…holding Lior while he slept was over her shoulders. My mind refused to catch up, refused to believe and accept what my eyes were seeing.Rein slipped from my grip, stumbling back with a faint smile like none of this concerned him, “My master will be with you shortly.”But I didn’t hear the rest as he walked away. I couldn’t hear or see anything else because I was looking at her…really looking at Zuri.A warrior I’d trusted. One I would send into fire without hesitation because I knew she’d come back. The person other than Kael that had my entire trust. “Is this some sick joke?” I hear Kael. Elara moved beside me, anger spilling from her like I'd never seen before. She could barely restrain it, “Did you put a sleeping spell on my child?” she demanded.Zuri shrugged casually like this was a normal situation, “That was Volkava’s idea. Not mine.”Something inside me snapped ti
ElaraBy the time we reached Blood Moon territory, the world had gone silent. Cold air clung to my skin, sharp and biting as each breath I took burned faintly as frost laced the ground beneath our boots. I thought Ironfang was cold but here it was much colder. Fog rolled low across the earth, thick enough to blur distance but not enough to hide the path ahead.The moon rose high above. No one spoke a word. Only the sound of armor brushing and boots pressing in formation into the earth. I took silent breaths as I tried to focus my mind. As we got closer I could see the entirety of the Bloodmoon pack. It was huge and quiet.Not one warrior or monster creature from Volkava. It was like we were approaching a pack who had no idea we were coming but it was impossible to not see hundreds leaning in thousands of warriors approaching.Draven slowed, then stopped. We stopped at the gates, his voice cutting through the silence, “Stay alert. Eyes everywhere,” he said. He didn’t yell. He didn’t
ElaraThe march began in silence. Armor shifted. Boots pressed into earth in a steady rhythm. Breath hung faintly in the cold air as Ironfang warriors moved as one focused, sharpened, and ready.Wives, mothers and loved ones watched as we departed. I wondered what my mother was doing right now. Half a day’s ride.That’s all that stood between us and Volkava’s impending war.I stayed close to him enough to feel him. He adjusted my fur and held my hands. Even when he didn’t look at me, even when his attention was fixed ahead—I felt him through the bond, through something deeper now… something that pulsed faintly under my skin like a second heartbeat.This feeling was much stronger. And it wasn’t just me.“Where is she?” Draven’s voice cut through the quiet like a blade as warriors lined up in formation ready to set out. “Where is the CSO? Where’s Zuri?” He snapped.Warriors kept looking at themselves then Zuri rushed forward quickly, adjusting her armor and hair.“I’m here, Alpha,” she
ElaraLior’s screaming tore me out of the deepest parts of my sleep. The red rash on his collarbone was back and worse, it had spread. I pick him up but he’s thrashing about. So, I did the one thing that came to mind— I cast a sleeping spell and he in a few minutes, he’d fallen asleep.I breathed
Draven Elara began packing supplies— potions, elixirs, weird books that look like Astra’s grimoires. I watched as she moved around their house.Her mother’s words echoed in my mind. “The rash will worsen if Lior isn’t treated with the Bloodbloom Petal and it grows only in—““… the Hollowed Vale,”
ElaraThe nursemaids had taken Lior to Draven. He didn’t want to be away from the child. I had come from the infirmary as I went to seek Astra. I wanted to apologize for how I left that day. Granted—she might not care but I wanted to do it either way but I didn’t see her. I felt so lonely here. I
DravenTwo fucking years.That’s how long the world has been wrong.Standing at the edge of Thornshade territory, my Ironfang warriors gathered behind me, their wolves restless beneath their skin. “Let’s go,” I said as we marched into Thornshade.Alpha Mateo never disappoints. Thornshade warriors







