Chapter 150 Rebellion.

Dexter's POV

The news hit like a hurricane, a revelation that left the pack in disbelief.

Vida, once our Luna, had allied herself with the rogues—the very enemies who had stained our history with blood, the ones responsible for the loss of our grandparents.

The pack's confusion mirrored the turmoil within me, torn between duty and the remnants of a love that had seemingly crumbled.

Ash and Neo, the innocent casualties of our unravelling saga, clung to the hope that their mother had been coerced, that she was still the woman they loved.

Their eyes, mirrors of the pain etched across their faces, pleaded with me to take them to her—to see her, to understand. But the weight of betrayal hung heavy on my shoulders, and I insisted that Vida, in her newfound allegiance, was to be treated as an enemy.

As the moon rose, casting an eerie glow upon the battleground, the rogues attacked our borders with a ferocity that mirrored the storm within our hearts.

I, Dexter, my eyes a reflection of the pa