I stood still for a while, I grimaced, and walked out of the tent. Finn called out to me and waved but I walked past him without looking in this direction.
Why did I go to Ophelia? Damnit! I said in my mind. Yet, my thoughts were telling me she was right. I didn't know how to start telling Casper about the migration, and then about Aurelius. The thoughts in my head were like a heavy load on my head. I got close to the tent and stood outside for a while. I curled my fingers into a fist and rubbed my thumb by the side of my knuckles. I pressed my lips together and breathed in and out multiple times. "Let's just do it." I got into the tent, the light was still on, and Casper was lying down where he was in the same position he was when I left. "Casey..." I called him like I used to when he was a baby, but he did not respond. I sat down on his bed right behind him. "Casey..." He didn't answer. "I know I didn't take your side. I am not here to justify my actions, I'm only here to speak with you. Please, sit, let's talk." I knew he wasn't sleeping so I didn't move to touch him though he lay still like he was asleep. I knew Casper for that. He lifted his body from the bed slowly but backed me. "Are you so offended that you can't look at my face?" "Say what you have to say, Mom. It's close to my bedtime, and I have work to do tomorrow." "Okay. Like I said, I am not here to justify my actions towards you, as a mother. I was supposed to see that you were trying to stop people from disrespecting me, but I didn't want the people turning their backs on me and turning their backs on you.? Are you allowing those Lycan princesses they call you to get to you?" He retorted, turning to face me. "Let me tell you, Mom; that's not a thing." "Finally, you turn to look at me." He lowered his face, pointing his glaring eyes at his curled feet. "The truth is that we are leaving this place soon. Very soon... You and I, and the people. We are going to the Lycan region to get a better place for ourselves." "What?!" he exclaimed with wide eyes, his furrowed brow sagging down to his eyes. "What the hell is going on?! Do you know how dangerous it is to cross the wilderness?" "Okay. Okay, fine, we get out of the woods and arrive at the Lycan region. Some Alphas claim land in that region. Where are we going to live? Who brought up this idea? I strongly believe it will be Tyrion." "Hey, watch what you say about Tyrion." "Sorry about that, I know... I don't mean to disrespect him, he's my godfather, but how do you want us to live?" Casper's tone was irritating me, but I had to exercise as much patience as I could to avoid messing up the reason I brought up the conversation. "Please, calm down and listen." He relaxed his chest and gazed at me, I felt a bit excited that he had finally decided to look at me without ranting. "By inheritance, there is a landmass of over a thousand square kilometers tied to my name as an heir of the Pelagsus family. So even if I am not struggling with the other alphas for the throne, my land is legally mine because my grandfather bought it in gold." Casper was quiet for a few seconds, then he said, "What about the reason why we are all together? How sure are we that alphas won't ride on Omegas again?" "That shouldn't be your problem. We all know how the Lycan region is, I know they have a system that we aren't against, and with time we will all correct that. But before we are strong enough to fight against their system we will all adjust when we get there..." Casper was shaking his head while I was still talking and I knew he wasn't going to listen. "Everyone knows this, they are all ready for it..." "Why are we leaving here? This place is okay for us. We are safe here, we are free here. Why the hell are we leaving?" "Casper. A wilderness is not a home, it's a hiding place. Everyone here came through exile or banishment, but now we are all going back home." "And, I also think it is high time you know this. Before I came here I was enticed by an alpha. I thought he loved me, but when I turned eighteen and was ready to have a mate, he raped me and threw me out of the castle like I was a piece of garbage..." "I ran out of the pack in shame and came to the wilderness where I was attacked by Osiris' men, but Tyrion rescued me. I found out I was pregnant and that's how you came." Casper stood up quietly, his eyes fixated on me, and he had a hint of disbelief. I walked up to him on my knees and held his hand. "That alpha is alive in the Lycan region, right?" He asked in a very low tone. "And you are telling me about him now because I might see him when we get there, right?" "That's not true. I wanted to tell you..." "Stop it, Mom, stop it!" He pulled his hands away from me. "I am not a child, and I am not too little to know you care about yourself alone." He walked out forcefully from the tent. I ran after him but he couldn't let me touch him. I stood by the exit of the tent and watched him vanish from my sight. He always runs with an extraordinary speed, faster than any lycan I've ever seen. "Casper!!!" I screamed and knelt on the ground, crying my heart out.{Casper’s Pov}From where we crouched, the woods offered us cover and a vantage point. I watched the decoy team sneak from the shadows with terrifying precision. Just over twenty wolves. Coordinated with no words. Just nods and silent steps.The elders who served with Tyrion moved with a grace that made me reevaluate myself. Fluid, focused. The youngest among them, a lanky grey-coated wolf named Vann, scaled a low outcrop near the eastern edge and gave a sharp whistle.They were positioned when chaos broke like a dam. Explosions of noise, firelight, and motion burst through Osiris' eastern camp’s exit. The traps we set earlier oil-soaked logs rigged with tripwires caught three of their guards off-guard… ironic as that might sound, slamming them into the undergrowth with painful force. Their screams alerted more.Ophelia crouched beside me and smirked behind her mask. "That one's for Tyrion.""All of it is," I said.More commotion erupted. From my perch behind the fallen log, I watc
{Casper’s Pov}‘I need to get some air.’ I thought to myself. There was no point doubting Jade now.Plus, I had other things to worry about. The fact mom was kidnapped still haunted me dearly. Am I sure she survived? It’s not like Osiris knows she has a son… Me.There was no reason to think he kept her alive. Especially if Alpha Aurelius had sent the order. Maybe he did when she was taken but after this much time? No…. I can’t be so pessimistic.“Mom… If you’re alive, if you’re out there. Give me a sign… Please, I need you to be alright." I said as I listened to the wind howl, cold and disinterested. Hoping, and praying I would get something. Anything… And somewhere, in my darkest place, I thought to myself, maybe that was the sign.I don’t give up on her though, I simply can’t until I see her again, even if all I come across is a corpse. I need to be sure.I turned and headed back to the others. Just then, my wolf stirred. I heard a howl resonate through me. It was her… She’s safe.
{Casper’s Pov}I didn’t just leave Tyrion there. He wasn’t just an old wolf. He was like a grandfather to me, a true father figure when I didn’t have one. He was even one to mom… It hurts that I can’t even mourn him. I have to show strength to the pack no matter what.“How did mom do this for over a decade?” I question myself.Picking up his body which due to the heat, had already started showing early signs of rigor mortis I created a pyre in his honour and set it ablaze. I watched for hours as he burned… before getting his ashes and pouring them into an urn. It’s the least I could do for him.It’s already morning by the time our efforts to stop the spreading flames result. There’s no time to mourn the dead. The council, even without Mom, already set a meeting.We met in the ruins of what used to be the council tent.There was no time to prepare it. No time to bury what we lost. Most of the surviving wolves were already patching tents, carrying buckets of ash-tainted water, and drag
{Casper’s Pov}The smoke was everywhere. It didn’t rise from a single spot — it swallowed the whole sky, blurring buildings, suffocating everything one way or the other. My lungs burned, and my vision blurred, but I kept going. The scream… it hadn’t stopped echoing in my ears. My mother’s voice — high, raw, and everywhere.Yet I couldn’t pinpoint any direction. Even Ophelia looked at me wrong when I screamed for Mom. Mom, am I being delusional? NOI know what I heard.The pack settlement looked like a scene straight out of hell. Fire and brimstone consumed everything as I hurdled over a shattered food cart, the scent of charred meat sickening, even more than the stench of burnt fabric and blood.Someone coughed near a nearly collapsed tent, their hand barely poking out from under rubble. “This didn’t happen due to the flames…” I said, assessing the destruction. “There was a fight.”I dropped to my knees, heart drumming against my ribs, and hauled the debris off. A man I didn’t recogni
{Ryanna's POV}The infirmary reeked of marrow and blood. Jade’s life comes and goes in wheezing breaths, his bandaged chest rising in shallow jerks. I hovered by his cot, fists clenched, my nails biting crescents and crimson in my palms. He’s been unconscious for hours.Two days, he’d said. Two days until Osiris comes. The healers informed me because I wasn’t around myself calming tensions, yes but it’s no excuse. I haven’t left his side since.Jade’s eyelids flickered as I leaned in, my shadow falling across his face. His good eye opens, glassy and unfocused. “Ryanna…”“I’m here.” My voice sounded foreign steady, cold, the voice of a leader. Not the woman who hasn’t eaten or slept, who kept staring at the tent flap, waiting for Casper to stride through it.He coughed, spittle flecking his cracked lips. “Reinforcements… Osiris is waiting for them. Wolves from the Lycan region… ready to burn our pack to the ground.” His hand claws at the blanket, trembling. “Two days. He killed everyon
{Casper's POV}The trees blur past me as I run.Faster. Faster still. Away from her. From that tent and everything I thought I understood.I felt the wind whipping my face, but it couldn’t cut deeper than the truth she just dropped on me. My feet pound the forest floor, bare and bruised. But I didn't care. The pain is grounding.She kept it from me all these years. I was just a secret, a reminder of her shame. Of the man who rejected her, Alpha Aurelius.“Why is she so self-centered?” I questioned somehow, still expecting an answer. So I ran even faster.I didn't even stop when the thorns ripped into my calf or when a low-hanging branch slapped across my cheek. Good, let the forest tear me open. Maybe then I’ll feel something other than this boiling, bitter rage. Before long I reached a clearing, breathing heavy while my lungs burned. My knees gave out, and I collapsed. Facing the moon… pale and cold, like her.All I needed were answers. What truly happened between them? Why did they