LOGINEloise Hollowmere POV
"Selene is helping me now," I say. "Half of my plan is ready."
"What else did those bad wolves do?" Selene asks over the phone.
"Meredith wants to take all the top singing spots in the Silverhowl Bard Guild," I say. "She is using Rowan to steal everything from me. And that is not all. She carries Rowan's baby right now."
"They are the worst wolves in the woods!" Selene yells.
"I will make them pay," I say. "I will give them back every bad thing they did to me."
I put on my heavy powder and my dark clothes. I fix the wolf mask over my face. I walk right into the Silvermoon Royal Lodge on time.
"Oh, Meredith!" Caedmon Frostfang shouts very loud in the hall. "You look so sick today! Hurry up and get ready for the Moon Trial Elders!"
He talks so loud because he wants everyone to think I am Meredith. He is a very sneaky manager. I do not show my face yet. I want the big show to start first.
"Look at the clock!" Caedmon snaps as soon as the elevator doors close. "You think you are a queen? Why are you so slow?"
He barks at me like I am a dog. He thinks I am just a fat human slave. He forgets I was the biggest star before I stopped singing for Rowan.
"I had to fix my mask," I say in a small whisper. "People here know Meredith. I had to look just like her."
Caedmon looks at my eyes and my white powder. He thinks I am her.
"Rowan fixed everything with the Moon Trial Elders," Caedmon whispers. "When you walk inside, just fall on the floor and fake a faint. They will give Meredith the spot."
"Is it really that easy?" I ask. "The elders are very strict."
"Just do what I say and move your feet!" Caedmon pushes me.
He thinks they already won. This role is for a sad human girl who is forced to marry a mean wolf leader. It is a big deal in the guild.
"Meredith, sit here and rest your paws!" Caedmon yells out loud for the other packs to hear.
I pull my hat down and sit on the bench.
Inside the Alpha Dominion Hall, Lucan Ashcroft looks at his desk.
"Alpha, Eloise is at the lodge right now," Beta Aide Corwin says. "She is wearing a mask to sing for Meredith."
"She is doing a trick?" Lucan asks. His eyes get very bright. "Get the truck ready right now."
"Where are we going, sir?" Corwin asks.
"To the lodge," Lucan smiles. "I want to see my new human wife play her game."
"The Moon Trial Chamber is full of wolves now," Caedmon whispers in my ear. "When you walk up to the pack stage, just pretend to look at the song paper. Then fall down and fake a faint. I will carry you out to the rest room and our trick is done."
"So this is how Meredith gets her wins?" I ask, looking at him through my wolf mask. "She just cheats?"
"Stop talking," Caedmon snaps. "She has Rowan helping her from the top. Just do the faint and do not try to act smart or do anything extra."
"I understand," I say, but inside my head I am laughing.
"Meredith, you are next for the trial!" the pack helper shouts.
"She is coming!" Caedmon yells to the elders. "Meredith has a huge pack fever today because she worked too hard singing for the Moon Bard Guild. She is very sick, but she loves the Moon Goddess songs so much she came anyway!"
"Is she going to be okay?" a Moon Trial Elder asks, looking worried.
"She is very brave," Caedmon says, shaking his head like he wants to cry.
"Watch me now, Caedmon," I whisper under my mask.
"What did you say?" Caedmon asks, but I am already walking away from him.
"I am ready," I say out loud.
I step onto the middle of the pack stage. I take off my big hat and let my long hair fall down. I keep the mask on my face. I walk in three small circles on the floor. I feel the sad spirit of Jane, the human girl who lost everything to the wolves.
"Get ready to catch her," Caedmon whispers to a guard, waiting for me to drop.
"Why did you leave me alone in the dark?" I scream out loud.
I drop to my knees hard. My shoulders shake back and forth. Big tears run out from under my mask and wet my face. I do not faint at all. I let out a loud, sad human cry that echoes in the room.
"Look at her!" a Moon Bard Master whispers. "This is real pain!"
"How can a wolf sing like that?" another elder says.
I sit on the cold floor and pull my knees up to my chest. I say the next line from the ancient story book. My voice is small but strong, like a person who is ready to fight back.
"She is amazing!" the lead Moon Trial Elder shouts, standing up fast.
The whole assembly hall goes wild with loud shouting and clapping. All the wolves are hitting the tables with their paws. They never saw anyone perform like this before.
"We found her!" the head elder cries out. "The part of Jane belongs to Meredith Thornvale!"
"Thank you," I say, standing up slowly.
"You did it!" Caedmon runs over, his eyes big and greedy. "You saved her spot!"
"Do not happy too fast," I whisper so only he can hear. "I am not finished with my show yet."
"What do you mean?" Caedmon asks, his face turning pale.
I look past him to the very back row of the dark room. A huge, scary wolf man is standing there with his hands in his pockets. It is Lucan Ashcroft. His golden Alpha eyes are staring straight at me, and he looks very shocked by what I just did.
“I never asked for your pity, High Alpha Osric!” I snarled, my voice tearing through the tense silence of the Pack Assembly Hall.My knuckles turned white as I slammed my hands onto the polished obsidian table, my plus-size frame trembling not with fear, but with a sudden, surging rage. Born a powerless human in the Hollowmere Moonfang Pack, I had spent twenty-three years enduring the sneers of full-blooded wolves. I wasn't going to let the Supreme Alpha of the Ashcroft Silverclaw Royal Pack talk down to me like I was roadkill.High Alpha Osric Ashcroft didn't even flinch. His cold, amber eyes locked onto mine, radiating pure, suffocating pressure that forced two pack elders behind me to drop to their knees.“You hold a tongue far too sharp for a human female, Eloise Hollowmere,” High Alpha Osric purred, his voice a low, rumbling growl that vibrated through the floorboards. “You stand in my Alpha Dominion Hall, accused of sabotaging our sacred Moon Gift ceremony, and you dare raise yo
"Welcome," Ronan Stormclaw says smoothly, rising from his chair and extending a gloved hand. "I am the chief representative for Eloise Hollowmere. My name is Ronan."The assistant hesitates, her throat dry as she looks at the aristocratic male standing before her. "I... I didn't have a choice back then. If I disobeyed Naomi, she would have had her pack elders throw my family off their hunting grounds.""Peace, little wolf," Ronan says softly, his tone dripping with effortless charm as he gestures for her to sit. "We know where the poison came from. If you stand with us now and speak the absolute truth, the Moonsong Dominion will shield you from any retaliation. We will even grant you a permanent position within the Moonsong Archive."He slides a blank piece of parchment and a charcoal quill across the mahogany table toward her."All you need to do is write a full, honest account of how Naomi hid the diamond and staged the curse. Once you walk through that door, Silverhowl will never b
"Every piece of evidence resting in this crystal lattice reflects the absolute word of the Moonsong Dominion," Master Peter rumbles, his voice cutting through the thick, tense air of the Pack Assembly Hall. "If any pack scribe dares to challenge the authenticity of these recordings, they are openly challenging the sacred honor of our territory!"Dozens of recording crystals hover in the dim light, their blue beams casting long shadows across the stone floor. Every single scribe in the room sits frozen, their claws poised over parchment, their eyes locked on the glowing projection floating in the center of the chamber. The footage leaves no room for doubt—I never touched the cursed trinket that turned the territory against me.Master Peter scans the silent crowd, his sharp, golden wolf-eyes narrowing at a cluster of heralds belonging to the Silverhowl Bard Guild. They sit in the front row, their mouths half-open, their smug expressions completely shattered."That is the absolute truth,
"If Sunhowl Bard Guild thinks they can twist my silence into an admission of guilt, they are dead wrong," I snap, my voice echoing off the stone walls of the private quarters in Moonsong Dominion Hall.My human heart hammers violently inside my chest, the sheer intensity of the silver-blood magic in the room making my skin flush hot. Sunhowl released another statement declaring that if I just apologize to Naomi, their pack will generously forgive my so-called arrogance. The pack media networks are devouring it, whipping the five territories into a frenzy while my own supporters sit in agonizing silence, terrified that the standing I fought so hard to build is about to crumble into dust."Let them dig their own graves, my sweet human," Lucan rumbles, his massive arms sliding around my waist from behind. His thick, warm body pins my lush curves flush against his iron chest, his broad hand cupping the full curve of my hip with possessive, territorial force. "A rogue wolf who barks too lo
“You need to drink this whole bowl of wolfsbane broth before your scent makes the entire Ashcroft territory go wild, Eloise.”Lucan Ashcroft didn’t lower the tray. He stood at the edge of the stone archway inside the Ashcroft Silverclaw Citadel, his deep amber eyes fixed on me like a predator tracking a weak scent.I looked down at my trembling, oversized human fingers and shoved my hands deep into the pockets of my tunic. Being born human inside the Hollowmere Moonfang Pack made me a physical outsider—soft, broad-built, and lacking a protective fur form. But standing inside the Alpha King’s private den with Lucan’s terrifying, pureblood pressure weighing down the room, my stomach twisted into a hard knot.“Why are you even back from the Moonsong Dominion Hall this early?” I asked, my voice cracking slightly. I hated how small I sounded next to him.He didn’t answer right away. He set the heavy clay bowl onto the carved timber table, stepped close enough that I could smell the sharp,
"They are already in such a desperate rush to strike?" Lucan growls, his golden eyes flashing with lethal Alpha energy as he stares at the parchment records brought straight from the Sunhowl front lines.My heart thumps heavily against my ribs inside the warm stone walls of the Alpha King's Chamber. I press my hands against the heavy silk of my skirt, feeling the raw, human pulse of my blood while the scent of pine and heavy Alpha dominance fills the quiet air around us. The pack media outlets bribed by the Sunhowl Bard Guild are plastering vicious lies across every territory, trying to tear down my standing before I can even claim my place beside the royal pack."Banish every single one of those herald networks from our borders," Lucan orders, his deep voice carrying a terrifying vibration that makes the dark timber of his desk tremble. "Shut down their trade routes. Strip their pack standing. Let their shares plunge to zero by the next full moon."Beta Aide Corwin nods sharply, his







