LOGINKEALI rarely had time to visit the pack school.Most afternoons were filled with meetings, briefings, training reviews, or disputes that needed the Alpha’s attention. The responsibilities of leading Silvercrest never truly paused.But that afternoon something pulled me there.Perhaps it was curiosity.Or perhaps it was something deeper.Daniel had been attending the pack’s elementary school for a few weeks now, and though Gina and Layla both assured me he was adjusting well, part of me still wanted to see it with my own eyes.So after finishing an earlier meeting than expected, I took a quiet walk toward the school grounds.The building stood near the eastern part of the pack territory, surrounded by tall trees that shaded the open playground beside it. Children’s laughter drifted through the air long before I reached the gates.I slowed my steps as I approached.Several teachers stood nearby, watching the cubs during recess.One of them noticed me and straightened immediately.“Alph
GINAThe council hall felt different again that afternoon with the delicious smell of food.The large wooden table at the center of the room was covered with plates, trays, and small bowls of samples brought by the caterer we had hired for the women’s gathering.It had taken us a few days to settle on one, but after speaking with several cooks within the pack, we finally chose a woman named Marissa who ran a small catering service with her sisters.She had arrived earlier with two assistants and nearly a dozen dishes for us to taste.Debbie leaned over the table, examining a tray carefully.“Oh my,” she murmured, picking up a small pastry. “If we serve food like this every Friday night, no one will ever miss a single gathering.”Tessa laughed from the other side of the table.“They won’t miss it anyway,” she said confidently.I smiled as I took a small bite from one of the dishes Marissa had presented.The flavors were rich but comforting, exactly the kind of food that would make peop
KEAL The sun had already begun dipping behind the tall silver pines by the time I got home from the office.The day had been long.Meetings, patrol reports, training oversight, and a dispute between two hunters who nearly came to blows over a territory misunderstanding. Being Alpha meant carrying the weight of every problem the pack faced, and some days it felt as though the responsibilities never ended.By the time I stepped through the front doors of the house, the quiet warmth inside felt like stepping into another world.For a moment I simply stood there.The familiar scent of the house; wood, warm food, and something faintly sweet Gina liked to burn in the evenings wrapped around me.Then I heard it.A small voice.Daniel’s.“…and the brave little wolf went into the forest…”His voice drifted from the living room, careful and deliberate.I walked quietly down the hallway and paused by the doorway.Gina sat on the sofa with a book open in her hands while Daniel sat beside her, le
THIRD PERSON Daniel had started elementary school within the Silvercrest Pack a week ago.The first morning had been the hardest.He had woken up earlier than usual, sitting quietly at the edge of his bed while staring at the neatly folded uniform Layla had prepared for him the night before. His small fingers had fidgeted with the hem of his shirt as uncertainty clouded his young face.Even though he had attended school before, everything still felt new.A new pack.A new home.New people.And somewhere deep inside his little heart was the lingering fear that things might change again.His mother had noticed his nervousness the moment she walked into his room that morning.She crouched down in front of him so their eyes were level.“First days are always the hardest,” she had said gently while straightening his collar. “But you’re a brave wolf cub. I know you’ll do just fine.”Daniel had nodded slowly.Her calm voice had helped.Now, one week later, things were already beginning to f
GINAThe house was quiet by the time Keal got home.Daniel had fallen asleep not long after I tucked him in. He had insisted on hearing the end of the story Keal had started the previous night, but his eyes had grown heavy halfway through the last page I read. Within minutes he was breathing softly, one arm wrapped around his wolf plush toy.I stayed beside him for a while, watching him sleep.Even now, sometimes it still felt unreal that he was here with me again. That I could walk into his room and see him safe, warm, and peaceful.Eventually I pulled the blanket a little higher over his shoulders and kissed his forehead.“Goodnight, my little wolf,” I whispered.Then I quietly left the room.Layla had already finished the evening chores by then. I could see the tiredness in her eyes when she returned from helping Daniel with his schoolwork earlier.“You’ve done enough for today,” I told her gently. “Take the rest of the evening off.”She hesitated at first, but when I insisted she
KEALThe tribunal hall was quiet when I entered that night.It was the kind of heavy silence that hung in the air before a storm broke. Torches burned steadily along the stone walls, their flames casting long shadows across the circular chamber.The judgment seat stood at the center.My seat.Beside it stood the place reserved for my Beta.Nathan stepped in behind me, his boots echoing against the stone floor as we approached the platform. His presence at my side was steady and familiar as always.I took my seat slowly.The room was already filled.Several council elders sat to my left and right, their faces solemn. Warriors stood guard near the entrance. A small group of witnesses waited quietly along the back wall.And in the center of the chamber, standing between two guards, was the accused.Marcus.The son of Elder Bruce.Marcus stood tall despite the iron cuffs binding his wrists, but the tension in his shoulders betrayed him.Beside the elders, Elder Bruce sat with his head sli
KEALBy the time I returned to my office on Wednesday in the second week, the echoes of the morning training were still lodged in my muscles. Sweat clung to my skin beneath my shirt, of course it wasn't from exertion alone but from restraint; from spending two solid hours standing too close to Gina
GINAI returned from my morning run at exactly eight-thirty, sweat clinging to my skin and my lungs burning in that satisfying way that told me I’d pushed myself just enough. The pack grounds were quieter at that hour, the air cool and clean, the sky still stretched in soft shades of blue. Running
DARIUSThe Howl residence had always carried a peculiar weight to it.Not warmth. Not comfort. Just the kind of oppressive grandeur that came from money passed down without kindness. The walls were lined with portraits of ancestors; men with stern eyes, women with rigid smiles, people who believed
KEAL Jordan leaned back in his chair, studying me like I was a puzzle he’d finally figured out. The shock from moments earlier had faded, replaced by something steadier…certainty.“Claim her,” he said simply.The word landed heavy in my chest.I didn’t react, didn’t even blink, but my wolf stirred







