PROMISE OF THE ALPHA TO THE BLIND LUNA

POV: CALLIEThe scent of blood was so strong it felt almost tangible in the air, mingling with the piercing screams that echoed throughout the pack. Growls followed by roars intensified the chaos:“We’re under attack!” someone shouted in the distance.I looked at my hands, then touched my face in shock. Pulling a few strands of hair forward, I saw purple tips—a sight that left me stunned.“My Goddess, am I seeing?” I glanced around, taking in the carnage. Wolves lay scattered on the ground, lifeless. Not far away, I saw my father approaching in his werewolf form. He removed his hand from the wound where his heart should have been—there was a gaping hole. He dragged himself until he was just inches from my face, collapsing onto my neck.“This is all your fault, because of the curse you carry!” Hunter growled weakly, his gaze filled with hatred. “I’ll take you down with me.”As his grip tightened, I looked at his abdomen and saw a hand piercing through it, close to my body. Something on

POV: CALLIE“Get up and run.” Another gust of wind surged around me, carrying the voice of the deity in my mind.“I can’t… I can’t take it anymore,” I responded silently.“GET UP!” The wind intensified into a whirlwind, the powerful gust pushing Hunter off me.I began to crawl deeper into the forest in a desperate attempt to please the Moon Goddess before my death, hoping to have my soul forgiven for whatever I might have done.“You’re not escaping, prey!” the Alpha roared, sinking his claws into my hind legs.I whimpered, growling, and kept trying to drag myself forward, leaving a trail of blood and tears, until I hit something with my head. Sniffing, I realized the scent that had been guiding me was now directly in front of me. Its aroma is mixed with something predatory and lethal. I trembled even more. Was this another predator come to toy with my life?The ground trembled beneath its power, and even the very pressure in the air shifted. The aura emanating from it, though unseen,

POV: AARONI laughed darkly, plunging my hands into his abdomen and tearing through his entrails. Driven by sheer hatred, the wretched wolf crawled toward the injured creature on the ground, gripping her shoulders and blaming her for all his curses. A true coward.I stopped behind him, predatory, my eyes locking onto the wolves, who I now realized were blind. The rumors were true—this wolf was despicable and revolting. Pulling my claws from his stomach, I drove them through his chest, ripping out his still-beating heart. I squeezed it tighter and tighter until its rhythm slowed and the organ burst in my hands. Hunter collapsed, his body sliding off the fragile wolves and crumbling at her feet.The image, though blurred, took shape in the darkness. My mind returned to the present, and I found myself staring in surprise at the wolves I had supported in my lupine arms.“What was that?” I whispered, astonished, realizing there was more to this creature than her apparent weakness and blind

POV: AARONA whisper from afar caught my attention, pulling my focus to a specific spot in the room during a meeting with my subordinates, where we were drafting a plan to attack the other packs. I felt eyes on me—fear, uncertainty, and a desperate need for protection hung heavy in the air. My wolf roared in my chest, tearing at me with an impulsive instinct to run to the blind wolf and stay by her side.“Lycan King?” the Beta called, glancing toward the point where my gaze was fixed. “Is everything alright?”I growled, making the table tremble, and all the wolves shrink back, lowering their heads.“Draft a solid plan. Present your reasons for attacking this pack—I’m not convinced about this one,” I said, pointing to the map, feeling my wolf's warning grow louder.“Where are you going, my king?” Jaxon asked.I roared, forcing him to take a few steps back and crouch in his human form in reverence.“Forgive me, my king,” he whispered through clenched teeth.I strode out of the room, and

POV: CALLIEI considered running. I knew the area well, and that was my advantage. Years of being hunted like prey had sharpened my survival instincts. My sense of smell was my sight, and I remembered the scent of every tree in that forest.My mother was a wise wolf, one Hunter had captured from another city. I didn’t know exactly which pack she had belonged to. During one of my father’s fits of rage, after he tore into my flesh during a hunt and threw me against a rock, I heard him roar:“I thought with Lyra’s rare bloodline, I’d have strong descendants, but no! The goddess decided to punish us and curse us because of you. The disgrace of the pack!” he bellowed, tearing a piece of skin from my belly with his fangs.“I don’t know if you’re daydreaming or plotting an escape.” Aaron’s voice pulled me back to the present.“I.” I murmured, swallowing the lump in my throat, unsure how much I should say. “I can’t explain how I did that. I just know you shouldn’t go there if you value your l