MasukLEAH DECKER
I opened my eyes to see the walls of my room and several eyes staring down at me. I sat up immediately and that forced a painful jab to my head. “What happened?” I asked as I tried to massage my head to relieve the pain.“You fainted.” Ophelia replied and that's when it started coming back to me. The news of my parents death,the fact that I'll never get to see them one last time, their bodies burnt to ashes. “Oh…no,no,no. “
“You need to calm down Leah, you __” Ophelia was saying but she kept quiet immediately she saw me getting out of bed. “No,I need to see the car,I need to see something. I need to go home..”
“You're home, you're married and Tim will take care of you, you shouldn't be worried. We'll stay by your side.” Just then,a maid walked in and bowed slightly.
“The attorney is here.” She said and I raised my head so fast, I almost fell back on the bed. “What attorney? I don't understand.”
“Oh, yeah, your parents' attorneys.” Paul replied this time and that's when I realized he looked so normal, barely any signs of pain or mourning. My father was his best friend,my mom was Ophelia best friend and my marriage to Tim was contractual, arranged to strengthen the pack.
My parents came with the money, influence while Ophelia and Paul came with the protection. I scoffed and walked slowly to the door.
“Why? Attorneys?” I asked, my mind beating rapidly as I hoped I'd be wrong. Are they trying to get their hands on my family's wealth?
“Why is the attorney here?” I asked, looking each of them in the eyes, waiting for an explanation.
“It was your parents wish that their will be read as soon as they passed on.” Tears pooled in my eyes again,it seemed like they were preparing to die or something.
“Bullshit!” I muttered under my breath and watched as they all made their way out of my bedroom. I followed swiftly,I'm their only heir and surely everything will be left to me but something didn't sit right in my conscience.
Why didn't the attorney call me before coming? What is going on?
“I'm sorry for your loss Mrs Houston.” The female attorney said and stood up to shake my hand. I smiled a little before taking my seat.
“Why wasn't I informed before you arrived? I mean,you were…” I paused and swallowed hard. “You were my parents' attorney.” I said it in a whisper.
“I informed the alpha before coming.” She said and I turned to look at Paul. He nodded in agreement. “I'm their daughter,you should have informed me first besides we're yet to perform their funeral rites so…”
“Can you just calm down and let them do their job? The sooner the better,so we can start making preparations for the way forward.” Tim said and I turned to look at him.
I laughed out dryly, my throat was sore and my eyes felt really heavy. “My parents just died and I am yet to see the car which according to the Alpha and Luna went into a blaze and there you are telling me to calm down and let the attorneys do their job.” I paused,stood up and walked over to the door.
“I think you should all leave, I need to grieve and I need to do it alone.” Paul and Ophelia looked at me like I'd run mad but I didn't care.
“Come on let's talk about this, you're not in the right state of mind, come and have your seat and we'll talk more about this,you don't need to__”
“Out now!” I screamed, cutting Ophelia short and for the first time that day I saw fear register in their eyes. “Leah!” Tim yelled my name and I turned to look at him.
“You're my husband,yet in these three months, I've felt nothing but pain whenever I look at you,hell,you didn't even comfort me today,you didn't!” I screamed.
Ophelia and Paul stood up and walked over to the door, accompanied by the attorneys. “When I want to discuss my parents' wealth, it'll be with my attorneys and not in your presence.” I stated vehemently.
“We'll be back when you're calmer.” Ophelia said and they all walked out. Tim's phone rang and I noticed how he turned the screen so I wouldn't see the caller. I scoffed and walked up to him.
“I know it's one of your girls calling,you don't have to pretend right now. You can pick the fucking call!” I yelled, laughing hysterically but my chest was constricting in a painful knot.
My head throbbed badly and my eyes were puffy and hot. “You need to quit acting like it was a marriage of love,you know it wasn't!”
Of course I know it wasn't a marriage of love but I think I might have fallen for my husband in the process but clearly he doesn't feel the same.
I felt like a fool as I stood there, watching as he walked away to take the call. I walked upstairs and got to my bedroom with a heavy heart.
“What's going on? Why are they after the will?” I asked myself as I sat on my bed.
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Two days later, we all stood, throwing dirt into the pit dug for my parents' empty graves and I couldn't stop the tears from flowing. I think I needed this release. Ophelia and Paul stood by my side, holding me while I stood just looking into the pit.
Tim stood behind us with Debbie and her father who was my father's most trusted assistant. One look at Tim and I noticed he wasn't paying attention to the event. He even laughed at something Debbie said.
The after party went like a blur and finally I decided it was time to go home but I noticed Paul and Ophelia getting into Tim's car.
I frowned and shook my head. “What's going on?” I asked.
“They're coming with us,the attorneys have something to share with us.” I scoffed.
“Us? Why?” I asked.
“That's what your parents wanted and that's what will happen.” Paul replied this time. No sweetness. Nothing.
MARTEN HOLLANDThe bells had stopped ringing.Yet the sound still lived inside every man standing before me.Thousands of warriors filled the training grounds. Snow drifted from the mountains beyond the walls of Tombstone while black clouds rolled slowly overhead. Spears gleamed. Swords rested against armored backs. Wolves stood shoulder to shoulder with men who would gladly die beside them.This was Tombstone.The pack of the fiercest wolves that the world had ever seen with force and storm…..a promise carved into the bones of the North.I stood upon the stone platform overlooking them all and allowed the silence to settle. A leader who rushed his words was a fool.A leader who controlled silence controlled men…..as Alpha wolf, it was bestowed on me to do far greater. Far greater beyond that.My eyes moved across the crowd.Veterans.Young warriors.Betas.Omegas.Hunters.Scouts.Even servants had gathered.Every soul in Tombstone waited.Then I spoke."Many years ago, our enemies
LEAH DECKERI paced from one end of my chamber to the other until my legs began to ache beneath me. The room felt too small. The walls felt too close. Every breath I took came with another thought of war.Five packs. Five entire woodland packs gathering because of me, because they believed I was chosen, because they believed they could use me or kill me.I stopped beside the tall stone window and stared out toward the mountains surrounding Tombstone. Thick snow covered the cliffs while heavy mist rolled through the forests beneath them. The night before had been cold and silent, but not peaceful. Warriors had lined every wall and every entrance under Marten’s command. Torches burned through the darkness while wolves patrolled the woods without rest.Nobody slept.Not truly.War was circling us like a beast waiting to strike.I pressed my palm against the window and shut my eyes tightly. I was afraid.not of dying, I had already lived through worse than death. I was just afraid of fail
MARTEN HOLLANDThe northern winds struck harder that morning.Cold enough to split skin.Violent enough to make even seasoned warriors retreat deeper into their furs. But Tombstone did not bend to weather. We never had.I stood at the edge of the lower court overlooking the outer gates while warriors rotated shifts along the walls. Spears glinted beneath the pale sky. Wolves patrolled the stone ridges surrounding the kingdom. Since the coalition rumors began, security had doubled across every border.Nobody entered Tombstone freely anymore.Nobody.Jerry approached from the western corridor with two guards behind him. His expression already told me something irritated him.“My Alpha.”I barely turned. “What?”“Visitors.”That word alone annoyed me.“From where?”“Riverfang Clan.”Now that caught my attention.I finally turned fully toward him.Riverfang.A hidden woodland tribe near the eastern waters. Secretive. Spiritual. Ancient.Cowards too.They rarely involved themselves in war u
LEAH DECKERThere was a fireplace at every corner that crackled against the stone walls of Tombstone’s western watchtower as I stood beside Marten overlooking the cliffs below the kingdom. The cold northern wind swept through my hair violently, yet tonight the air did not feel freezing. It felt tense.Like something unseen was breathing down our necks. I folded my arms across my chest and turned toward him. “Why did you lie to them?”Marten looked down at the courtyard below where warriors trained beneath torchlight. Swords clashed. Wolves growled. Orders echoed through the night.He did not answer immediately.“That coalition,” I continued, my voice firmer now. “Why did you tell them my name was Aria and not Leah?”His jaw tightened slightly.“You know why.”“No,” I snapped. “I don’t.”Finally, he looked at me.His eyes were calmer these days. Less savage. Less haunted. But beneath them still lived the same dangerous Alpha who could tear apart an army without blinking.“It was to conf
LEAH DECKERThe atmosphere exploded instantly. Growls erupted around the room. Several Tombstone warriors stepped forward aggressively while Jerry’s hand tightened around his blade.But Marten, Marten remained terrifyingly still. That was worse.Much worse.The stranger continued boldly despite the tension. “She is too dangerous to remain here.”Elder Kael narrowed his eyes. “Dangerous to whom?”“To everyone.”The wolf pointed toward me without fear.“She carries powers no wolf should possess. The Moon Goddess has marked her. Dark creatures hunt her. Spirits move through the woods searching for her scent.” His expression darkened further.“If Tombstone protects her, the North will burn with her.” Marten finally spoke one sentence that was quiet and deadly. “Choose your next words carefully.”Even I felt the threat hidden beneath his voice. But the envoy did not stop.“Our packs agreed unanimously. Aria must be surrendered.”He followed Marten’s correction. He now called me my wolf’s nam
LEAH DECKERThe strange thing about peace was that it never warned you before disappearing.For three days, Tombstone had been quiet.No attacks. No strange creatures lurking beyond the borders. No bloodstained warriors returning from patrol. Even the skies above the northern mountains looked calmer, the violent red haze fainted into colder shades of silver and blue. It should have comforted me. Instead, it unsettled me deeply because my life had become too dangerous for silence to mean safety.I stood outside the western balcony of my new chambers that evening, staring down at the forests beneath Tombstone’s cliffs while cold wind brushed against my face. The kingdom beneath me moved with its usual rhythm. Warriors trained in the lower fields. Maids crossed the courtyards carrying baskets of herbs and linens. Children of lower-ranked wolves chased each other through the stone walkways while older women prepared evening fires beneath the outer shelters.From afar, Tombstone almost look







