MasukThe deafening, monstrous roar of the newly summoned undead phantom commander violently shook the foundations of the obsidian plateau, sending a massive shockwave of black magic tearing through the heavy mountain snow.But the terrifying sight of the giant skeletal warrior raising his phantom broadsword didn't even register in my mind. My eyes were tightly locked on the man standing in front of me. Ethan stood completely motionless in the center of the howling blizzard, his broad shoulders trembling as the raw, suffocating weight of my deep deception crushed his spirit. His gaze was entirely dead, replaced by a cold, hollow void of absolute heartbreak. He didn't shift into his Lycan form to face the incoming monster. He didn't look at the trenches. He just stared down at me, his chest heaving in ragged, shallow gasps as if my silence had physically punctured his lungs."Aria..." Ethan whispered hoarsely, his deep baritone cracking with an agony so intense it ripped my heart into jagge
The frozen trenches of the Forbidden Mountains screamed with a chaotic symphony of clashing steel, howling blizzards, and exploding dark magic.Following my command, Beta Thomas and the soldiers had sliced their own palms, coating their silver swords in blood. The effect was instantaneous and breathtaking. Every time a blood-slicked blade collided with a blue-eyed phantom warrior, it disintegrates the skeletal phantoms into clouds of black ash. We were actively pushing them back, carving a bloody path up the snow-covered mountain ridges.I marched side-by-side with Ethan, my blade tightly locked in my bleeding hand. I parried a heavy strike from a rusted broadsword, twisting sharply on my heels to bury my blood-coated blade deep into an undead scout’s chest, watching him instantly vanish into smoke."Thomas! Hold the flank perimeter!" Ethan roared, his monstrous, giant Lycan form a blur of pure destruction as he charged and tore three phantoms with his claws to shreds mid-air.We br
The freezing mountain air shattered into millions of icy fragments as the first wave of the undying army crawled directly out of the black, smoking trenches.I stood paralyzed for a fraction of a second, the blinding blizzard whipping my hair across my face as my eyes locked onto the horrifying spectacle. These weren't regular Werewolf warriors. Hundreds of skeletal, phantom silhouettes clad in ancient, rusted iron armor were rising from the snow, their empty eye sockets burning with a terrifying, ethereal blue flame. They held massive, jagged broadswords that caught the bruised crimson tint of the fractured sky. The heavy, suffocating scent of dust and pure death flooded my lungs, making my inner wolf howl in absolute, instinctual terror inside my mind."Form the line!" Beta Thomas roared, his deep voice cutting through the roaring mountain storm as he drew his massive broadsword. "Shield the King's perimeter! Drive these abominations back into the abyss!"A vanguard of fifty heavily
The freezing mountain wind howled like a dying beast, whipping thick blankets of heavy white snow across the iron windshield of the command vehicle as our massive vanguard rolled deep into the Forbidden Mountains.I sat firmly inside the armored passenger cabin, my eyes locked onto the pitch-black obsidian peaks looming ahead through the blinding blizzard. The dull ache in my temple had completely vanished, replaced by a cold, unyielding tide of pure adrenaline rushing through my veins. Behind our lead truck, the synchronized roar of 10,000 heavily armored Lycan soldiers marching through the deep snow drifted through the glass panels. Every single warrior carried a sharpened silver blade and heavy artillery spears, their aggressive alpha lines cutting through the frozen air like a wall of iron. We were a storm marching directly into a nightmare.Right beside me on the leather console sat Alpha King Ethan, his towering frame completely radiating a freezing, terrifying cloud of pure Alp
The deafening, chaotic roars of the border battle slowly began to fade, replaced by the heavy, suffocating crackle of burning military trucks and the thick stench of wet mud and blood.I stood entirely frozen in the center of the crimson-stained trench, my chest heaving in ragged, shallow gasps as the adrenaline slowly drained from my veins. My hands were trembling violently, but my grip remained tightly locked around the hilt of the silver blade. The edge of the weapon was dripping with the dark blood of the two warriors I had just ruthlessly killed. I wasn't a helpless victim anymore. I was a weapon of pure vengeance, and watching Alpha Richard’s front-line vanguard crumble beneath our boots fed the unyielding fire inside my soul.A sudden, towering shadow loomed directly over my frame, completely blocking out the cold morning light.I looked up as Ethan shifted back into his striking human form. He looked like an absolute, bloodconscious demon. His dark imperial armor was smeared
The heavy engines of the military trucks roared like thunder, vibrating straight through the soles of my boots as the gray light of dawn broke over the mountains.I stood flat on the command deck of the lead vehicle, the freezing morning wind whipping my hair across my face. I had refused to stay behind in the infirmary like a helpless victim while my life and future were being fought for on the borders. My temple still throbbed with a dull ache from the penthouse ambush, but my kickass instincts completely took over. I was a fighter, and I was going to take my revenge on Richard and his pack members.Right beside me stood Alpha King Ethan, looking like a terrifying god of war. His dark armor gleamed in the dim light, and his gold-flecked eyes were completely locked onto the distant border of Alpha Richard’s pack."They are waiting for us in the trenches, My Lord," Beta Thomas shouted over the roaring engines, his hand resting on his weapon."Let them wait," Ethan hissed, his voice dr
The terrifying whisper echoed inside my soul like a deafening, inescapable death sentence.I am already pregnant. I am carrying his firstborn heir. If this curse is real... I am already a dead woman walking.I sat completely frozen on my knees beside the medical cot, the sterile white walls of the i
The sterile, bitter scent of crushed eucalyptus and antiseptic flooded my senses as the heavy glass doors of the infirmary slid open.True to his possessive vow, Alpha Ethan had not let me step out of the master suite without his shadow looming directly over me. He marched beside me through the pri
I stood at that window for exactly sixty seconds after his gaze released me. Then I turned away from the glass, walked to my bedroom door, and locked it. The soft click of the bolt was the most powerful sound I had made in twenty-one years.I crossed to the bed where the white dress was already lai
I woke up screaming, my fingers clawing desperately at my own throat.Fire, pure, agonizing fire was melting my insides. I could still taste the bitter, metallic tang of the Wolfsbane on my tongue. I could still see my mother’s cold, twisted smile as she forced the chalice to my lips. I could still







