เข้าสู่ระบบIdris Blackthorne"Are your tracks roaming the woods completely single, big sir?" Zuberi barks out, his little chest puffing out as he glares up at my massive legs.My throat stays completely locked, my alpha tongue rendered speechless by the tiny cub's bold words."If your mouth doesn't let out a single growl, my brain will just assume my words are the truth," the little pup says, blinking his dark eyes up at my face while tilting his round, chubby jaw line. "My Mommy is also hunting the territory completely alone. Your pates are super compatible for a shared den."Staring down at the tiny kid, my brain estimates his growth to match the exact size of Jabari and Amara, meaning his bones have only seen four or five winters in the pack. Yet, the sharp ring of his tongue carries the maturity of a high clan elder.I grind my mountain tobacco stick flat into the stone wall, putting the blue fire out before throwing a cool, casual question down at his head. "Did your mother's tongue train y
Idris Blackthorne"Watch your barking tongue, Tavon Blackthorne!" Magnus Wraith snaps, his throat choking hard on his cup of wild berry wine until his eyes turn watery. "My alpha frame carries ten times more running power and handsome fur than your ugly pelt could ever dream of!"Tavon stays completely blind to the thick, suffocating pack tension rising inside the stone walls, his mouth moving carelessly. "This is absolute forest witchcraft! Is that plain healer female carrying some secret dark moon potion inside her basket?"Bang!A heavy silver chalice slams flat against the wooden board with a massive, roaring force, causing the dark berry juice to explode over the edges and splash across the table skins.Tavon and Magnus instantly shut their jaws, their inner wolves jumping at the sudden, violent sound. When their eyes snap toward the head of the bench, the Supreme King's face looks completely dark, rigid, and serious.Magnus shoots a wide-eyed glare straight at Tavon's nose, his
Idris Blackthorne"Remove those tracking skins right this second, Ayomide," I command, my silver eyes narrowing into sharp slits as I look at her shaking legs. "My hand paid every single token for that leather, and my wolf is waiting to see your bare feet hit the mud."The crowd of market wolves starts letting out loud, mocking huffs straight at Ayomide's face."The healer girl dropped the silver already! Why are your feet still hiding inside her property?""Her alpha pride doesn't know how to run now that she sees a plain girl carries more pack resources than her clan!""What a massive embarrassment for the Okafor Moonfang Clan! Is there a single drop of brain inside that heavy head?"Ayomide’s cheeks turn a deep, burning crimson from the heavy shame. Her pupils look completely bloodshot with rage, but her fangs cannot find a single law to twist out of this mess.All her winters, her claws were used to taking whatever meat she wanted from the territory, and even Riven Thornclaw had t
Zanele Okafor"Is your brain completely broken or are your eyes just full of swamp water?" I yell, my tail whipping hard against my leather skirt as I stare at the female wolf's snarling face.The girl standing in the middle of the Nightshade Market is Riven Thornclaw’s mate, Ayomide Okafor.There is no wolf in the whole Okafor Moonfang Clan more rotten than her and that backstabbing rogue boy who used to run with the pack.Seven winters ago, that rogue boy played a big fake game, acting like a sweet older brother so my young wolf would trust his scent like real family.Then, his mouth told a giant lie, whimpering that his inner spirit was failing from a dark curse and that he needed a piece of a pure healer's bloodline to save his life. Believing his sad story, my boots ran straight to the old Bloodmoon Healing Center to let the medicine wolves test my veins to see if my own spirit could heal his sickness.The second the leaf results were ready, I ran to his private den to hand him t
Zanele Okafor"Slide your paws inside the carriage seat," Idris barks out, his silver eyes flashing with a cold, heavy power as his massive frame looms over the carriage door.I lift my chin, keeping a fake smile on my mouth as my eyelashes bat at his dark face. "My wolf does not think that is a smart plan, Supreme King. Your daylight hours are packed with the Alpha Council Corporate Circle. Does the Blackthorne Bloodmoon Pack suffer from a shortage of low-rank drivers? Perhaps—"Before my tongue can finish the thought, Idris snaps his jaw shut with a short, deep rumble. "No.""H-How can a royal pack lack guardians for a carriage?""Ms. Okafor, does your inner wolf truly believe the word of a Supreme King is a lie?""My mouth did not say those words."Deep inside my chest, my wolf knows the heavy tension will only turn more suffocating if my boots refuse his command. Reluctant to bared my fangs against a King on the open pack borders, I turn my body around and slide straight into the
Idris Blackthorne"Your alpha brain is completely out of its mind!" I yell, my shoulder twisting hard against his heavy leather grip as my boots slip on the stone floor.My nose slams right into his thick chest muscles during the pull, and a sharp, hot pain shoots through my face like I just hit a solid rock wall."My mouth already gave you an apology, Idris," I growl, baring my teeth as my silver eyes flash with pure anger. "What more does your inner wolf want from my skin?""Does your wolf think you can just run away after taking full advantage of a King's body?" he asks, his voice sounding like freezing winter mud.Taking advantage of him? Those words make my pack blood boil with instant rage."Who is taking advantage of your throne?" I snap back, my chest heaving as I try to yank my shoulder free. "My tongue explained the thunder panic. There is zero reason for your wolf to be this aggressive with a guest, is there?""Don't your paws belong to that sweetheart on the communication







