تسجيل الدخولHOPE’S POV.The dagger had hit the ground with a sharp metallic sound, but Hunter barely seemed to hear it.He staggered backward suddenly, one hand bracing hard against the tunnel wall while the other clutched his head like he was trying to stop something from tearing through his mind.“Hunter!”I grabbed his arm immediately, but his entire body was tense beneath my touch.His breathing had changed.It was rough and uneven, and his eyes were unfocused, staring somewhere far beyond the tunnel walls around us.“Hunter, look at me,” I said quickly.He blinked once, hard, but it did not help.Then he spoke.“Fire…”His voice sounded distant and confused.I frowned in confusion at the word, and my heart started pounding harder.“What?”Another sharp breath left him before he spoke again.“There was fire,” he muttered. “The trees… goddess… everything was burning…”The guards around us exchanged uneasy looks.One of the warriors stepped forward carefully. “My King—”“Not now,” I snapped wit
HOPE'S.He walked slowly and carefully like he did not want to attract attention, and my wolf stirred instantly inside me.“Are you seeing this, Hope?”I frowned slightly as I studied the man’s back. Maybe it was just me, but somehow everything about the way he moved felt wrong.Hunter was still focused on issuing orders, surrounded by guards asking questions all at once, and digging further into the issue with the commander.I looked back toward the man again.He was already disappearing into the shadows near the lower corridor leading beneath the castle.A bad feeling crawled through me immediately and without saying anything, I stepped away from the clearing and followed him.The farther I moved from the others, the quieter everything became. The noise from the guards slowly faded behind me until all I could hear were my own footsteps and the distant sound of wind against the stone walls.The guard ahead never looked back once, and that alone made me more suspicious.From what litt
HOPE’S POV.The guards found nothing in the forest.That alone frightened me more than the bodies.By the time the search party returned, the night air had turned colder, and the tension hanging around the pack grounds felt thick enough to choke on. Torches burned along the edge of the clearing while warriors moved between the trees, checking the area one last time before giving up the search completely.Still nothing. Still no scent trail, still no footprints, still no broken branches.Nothing that explained how three trained patrol guards had been killed within this territory without anyone seeing or hearing a thing.I stood a few steps behind Hunter as he crouched beside one of the bodies again. His expression remained unreadable, but I had spent enough time around him now to recognize the signs.The stillness in him was never a good thing.One of the older warriors approached carefully and lowered his head before speaking.“My King,” he said, breathing hard from the search, “we co
HOPE'S POV.We found Garvin later in the day.He had taken a room overlooking the yard, and when we entered, he looked exactly as I expected him to relaxed, and annoyingly comfortable. Completely unaffected.He sat by the window, one leg crossed over the other, as if he had nothing to worry about at all.His eyes lifted when we entered, and a faint smile touched his lips.“You look busy,” he said.Hunter did not respond to that.“When will he strike?” Hunter asked instead.Garvin tilted his head slightly. “You mean Magnus?”Hunter’s expression did not change. “Do not pretend. And don't ask me stupid questions, Garvin. When does he plan to strike?”Garvin’s smile faded just a little.“He is already striking,” he said calmly.The words settled heavily in the room.Hunter stepped forward slightly. “Then why have we not seen him?”Garvin leaned back in his chair, studying him. “Because you are expecting a war,” he said. “He is not giving you one. Not yet.”My eyes narrowed slightly.“What
HOPE'S POV.The moment we stepped out of the council hall, the air around us changed.It was no longer just tension sitting beneath the surface. It had risen now, settled into the walls, and spread through the castle like something alive. People were moving as usual—guards at their posts, servants passing through corridors, warriors training in the courtyard—but there was a difference I could not ignore.They felt it too.Hunter did not pause to acknowledge any of it, he moved forward immediately, his stride fast, his presence shifting into something sharper than before. Whatever doubt had been weighing on him earlier had been pushed aside. What remained now was more important than anything else anyone could have to say, and that was the safety of this pack. “Double the patrols along the entire boundaries around the pack grounds.” he ordered without slowing. His voice carried easily down the corridor. “No fixed routes. Rotate positions every two hours do I make myself clear?!"The gu
HUNTER'S POV.Murphy hesitated, too long.Hope noticed too, I could feel her attention sharpen beside me.“Enough to leave scars,” Murphy said finally.That was not good enough. Not nearly.I leaned forward towards Murphy.“Specifics.”He exhaled slowly, then nodded his head, his expression deep with worry.“The war between the packs in the past was brutal, your majesty.”My jaw tightened. I heard that already, nothing new in it.I nodded. “And?”Murphy looked directly at me.“You led it.”The words landed heavily. I felt them settle in my chest like stone even though I already knew that much from all what Garvin told me last night.But hearing it from one of my own elders made it different_morw real. It confirmed what Gravin said in ways I wasn't ready to accept.“And according to Garvin,” I said carefully, “that war ended because I took something from Magnus.”The room went still and fot a moment no one answered.That silence told me everything. Not only was Garvin telling the truth
HUNTER’S POV.I sat in the meeting room.The elders from the royal pack sat across from me.Three of them.Their expressions were calm… but not relaxed.Respectful… but firm.Like they had already decided how this conversation would go.“We need to discuss this matter further, my King,” one of them
HOPE'S POV.My eyes almost popped out of their sockets in shock.It wasn’t a gentle kiss. It wasn’t mutual. It was aggressive, demanding, desperate. My body froze for a second, shock rooting me to the spot.Then my hands shot up. I shoved him hard across the chest.“Don’t—ever—do that again!” I scr
HOPE'S POV.The night felt quieter than usual.Not peaceful. Just… still.I sat on the wooden bench just outside the house, my hands resting in my lap, fingers loosely intertwined. The air was cold against my skin, but I barely felt it. My mind had been too loud for hours now, drowning out everythi
HOPE’S POV.The moment Hunter stormed out on the elders, I knew this wasn’t going to be easy.He didn’t just walk into the house—he stormed in.His movements were sharp, tense, filled with anger that hadn’t settled even a little since we left the elders outside. The door slammed shut behind us with







