เข้าสู่ระบบRose's POV
Dawn came cold and gray. I'd barely slept. The hum had kept me awake all night, pulsing with anticipation. My uncle was out there. And today, I was going to find him.I dressed quickly and met the others in the courtyard. Aiden. Edwin. Gunnar. Three other wolves I'd come to trust. We were a small party. Fast. Quiet."Ready?" Aiden asked."Yes."We set out. The eastern mountains loomed in the distance, their peaks covered in snow. The airRose's POVThe war council gathered that evening. The great hall was filled with wolves. River Wolves. Lost Pack. Elders. Warriors. Everyone who mattered.I stood at the head of the table, Aiden beside me. Magnus on my other side. Seraphina across from me. Gunnar at the end."We need to strike first," Aiden said. "Before the Shadow Wolves can attack us again.""How?" Seraphina asked."With Rose as bait."Murmurs spread through the room. Wolves exchanged glances. Some nodded. Others looked skeptical."She's our most powerful weapon," Gunnar said. "But she's also our most vulnerable.""She won't be vulnerable," Magnus said. "She'll be protected. We'll have wolves surrounding her at all times.""Surrounding her?" Edwin stepped forward. "You mean hiding her behind a wall of wolves. That's not protection. That's a cage.""It's strategy," Aiden said. "We draw them out. They come for Rose. We surround
Rose's POVThe morning after Edwin returned, I woke with the hum louder than ever. It pulsed through my veins like a warning. Something was coming.I dressed quickly and went to the great hall. The usual morning bustle was different. Wolves stood in small groups, their voices low. Their faces tight with worry.Aiden was at the head of the table, speaking with Gunnar and Magnus. They looked up when I entered."Rose." Aiden's voice was tight. "There's been an attack."My blood ran cold. "Where?""Northern border. The Shadow Wolves. They hit a patrol." He paused. "No survivors."I felt the world tilt. "How many?""Six wolves. All dead." Gunnar's voice was rough. "They left a message.""What message?"Magnus stepped forward. He held a piece of cloth. Bloodstained. On it, words written in red."The last of her kind will fall. The Old Moon will fade. The shadows will rise."I stared
Rose's POVThe days after Edwin left were hollow. The fortress felt emptier somehow. Quieter. Like a piece of me was missing.I went through the motions. Trained with Gunnar. Practiced with Magnus. Helped the healers. But my heart wasn't in it. My mind kept drifting back to Edwin. To the hurt in his eyes. To the way he'd walked away."You're distracted," Gunnar said one morning. We were in the courtyard. He'd just thrown a rock at my head. I'd barely moved."Sorry.""Don't apologize. Fix it." He threw another rock. I caught it. Barely. "What's wrong?""Edwin left. Because of me.""Because you kissed Aiden.""Yes."Gunnar was quiet for a moment. "Edwin's a good wolf. He'll come back.""How do you know?""Because he loves you. That kind of love doesn't just disappear." He threw another rock. I caught it. "Give him time. He'll come back."I wanted to believe that. But the days ke
Rose's POVThe days passed in a blur of preparation. Training. Planning. Fortifying. The fortress became a hive of activity. Wolves everywhere. Warriors drilling. Healers stocking supplies. Families preparing for the worst.I moved through it all like a ghost. Present but not fully there. The hum was constant now. A steady pulse beneath my skin. It connected me to everything. Every wolf. Every emotion. Every fear."You're carrying too much," Magnus said one morning. We were in the training ground. I'd just finished a session with Gunnar."I'm carrying what I have to.""No. You're carrying what you think you have to." He stepped closer. "You're not responsible for everyone's feelings, Rose. Only your own.""But I can feel them. All of them. The fear. The hope. The desperation.""That's the bloodline. It makes you sensitive to others. But you don't have to absorb their emotions." He met my eyes. "You need to learn to prote
Rose's POVThe fortress buzzed with new energy. The Lost Pack had arrived. Fifty wolves, tired but determined. They filled the halls, the courtyard, the training grounds. The River Wolves welcomed them with open arms. Food. Shelter. Warmth.I watched from the wall as they settled in. Families reunited. Friends made. Hope flickering in tired eyes."You've done something remarkable," Magnus said, appearing beside me. "You've given them a home.""I just opened the doors.""No. You gave them hope. That's more important than any shelter." He looked at me. "Your mother would be proud.""I hope so.""I know so."We stood in silence, watching the activity below.---Rose's POVThat afternoon, I met with Seraphina in the great hall. Aiden and Magnus were there too. We were planning. Strategizing. Preparing."The Shadow Wolves are gathering," Seraphina said. "My scouts have spotted them
Rose's POVThe morning came with news. Scouts had returned from the eastern territories. They'd found something. Not Magnus. Something else."A pack," Aiden said, his voice tight. "A large one. They're camped near the eastern border.""Are they hostile?" Gunnar asked."Unknown. They haven't attacked. But they haven't left either." Aiden looked at the map. "They're waiting for something.""Or someone," Magnus said quietly.Everyone looked at him."They're Old Moon descendants," Magnus continued. "I've sensed them for weeks. They've been tracking me. Waiting for me to make a move.""Old Moon descendants?" I asked. "I thought we were the only ones.""We're not. There are others. Scattered. Hidden. The Shadow Wolves have been hunting them for generations." Magnus met my eyes. "They've come to find us. To join us.""How do you know?""Because I reached out to them. Through the bloodline." H







