LOGINAlpha Bruno
“Your father, the former Alpha before you, betrayed the pack and caused a disaster years ago. That is why your pack suffers now. This will not end unless you renew your allegiance with the Dark Silver Pack.”
The Alpha King’s Beta delivered the words with a cruel smile after I refused to leave without an answer.
“We lost many soldiers and servants during the war,” I replied tightly. “Our resources are nearly gone. What do you want in exchange for this alliance?”
“Your daughter,” he said — then laughed hysterically.
My fists clenched. The air around me trembled with my rage.
“You—” I growled.
“Alpha, don’t,” my Beta warned, gripping my arm.
I said nothing for the rest of the journey home. They had struck where it would hurt most.
When we returned, I locked myself inside the privacy chamber.
I knew I could not afford another war. Our soldiers were wounded, our numbers reduced, and our supplies dangerously low. One more battle would wipe the Scarred Red Pack from existence.
I sensed my Luna approaching.
She opened the door quietly. “Bruno…”
She came closer and pressed a kiss to my cheek.
“They want Ariana,” I said.
“I know,” she whispered. “The Beta told me.”
“She is our only daughter,” I said hoarsely, gripping my mate’s hand. “I cannot give her up.”
“And that is why I have a plan,” she said.
I looked at her sharply. “What plan?”
“The Alpha King has never attended pack gatherings. He has never laid eyes on Ariana. We can replace her.”
My heart skipped. “Replace her?”
“With Hazel,” she said. “She was raised alongside Ariana. She is noble, calm, and strong. They will never know.”
we reached our decision---- Hazel would replace Ariana.
* Adrian*
“That is not possible, Father!” I shouted. “She has done nothing to deserve this!”
“Nobody asked for your opinion,” my father snapped. “Would you rather send your sister to that monster? And besides — this is her punishment for attempting to escape.”
“That is not punishment,” I argued. “You are only saying that because you cannot sacrifice your own daughter.”
Smack.
“You do not raise your voice at me,” he roared. “Hazel will take her place. That is final.”
* Orion — The Alpha King
“Why did you demand his daughter in exchange?” I asked my Beta, my eyes fixed on the night sky.
“It is the only wound deep enough to break the Alpha of the Scarred Red Pack. He treasures his family.”
“You are dismissed,” I said, uninterested in further conversation.
Darkness is not the devil.
It is my light.
My mother’s death burned every trace of mercy from me. I became ruthless. Brutal. Sometimes the urge to destroy overwhelms me. My wolf is the strongest of its kind.
I abandoned the search for my mate long ago. I am convinced I was never created with one.
That is why I moved away from my pack into the woods — afraid I would hurt them when the darkness inside me surfaced. My Beta manages most of the pack’s affairs. He has been my closest friend since childhood. He never questions my authority… except when it comes to this ridiculous talk of mates.
I cannot be with females without the urge to harm them afterward. So I stopped trying, no matter how strong the hunger becomes.
The full moon is approaching.
Wolves feel everything ten times stronger when it draws near. Tonight the restlessness is unbearable.
“What’s wrong, Ray?” I asked through the mind link.
“I can sense my mate,” he replied. “She is getting closer. I know it.”
I smirked. “Forget it.”
He did not respond.
He only continued pacing
The final chapter The pack celebration lasted for three days. From the moment the news of the Alpha heir spread, wolves from distant territories arrived — some on horseback, some in royal convoys, some by foot, each bringing gifts, blessings, and promises of loyalty to the newborn prince of the pack. The palace courtyard was transformed into a sea of lanterns and silver banners, the moon symbol glowing everywhere. Hazel stood beside Orion at the entrance of the hall, Rowan resting in her arms, wrapped in the white blanket her mother had woven for him. The cheers of the pack rose like thunder. Then Hazel saw them. Adrian and Mira stepped forward from the crowd, a little girl standing between them, her tiny hand clutched in Mira’s gown. The child’s dark curls bounced as she looked around with wide curious eyes. “Mira…” Hazel whispered. They met halfway, Hazel handing Rowan carefully to her mother before pulling Mira into a warm embrace. “I missed you,” Hazel said. Mira smiled
*Hazel* I lay on the hospital bed feeling both weak and strangely strengthened, as if something inside me had shifted forever. “Congratulations to us,” Ayla’s voice echoed inside my mind. I rolled my eyes, not in the mood for her games. “You shouldn’t mess with my mental health, Ayla. You weren’t there when that servant was trying to hurt me.” She laughed softly. “Exactly. I wanted you to face her yourself. And be careful, Hazel — our baby boy is still fragile.” I froze. “Baby… boy?” I whispered. “Ayla, don’t joke about this.” But she was already fading away. “You’ll see,” she said, leaving me with a racing heart and too many thoughts. Moments later, Orion walked in with a smile so wide it looked like he had just conquered the world. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. “Congratulations to us,” he said again. My eyes widened. “You too?” He laughed. “The doctor told me. We’re having a baby.” The room felt like it was glowing. I wrapped my arms around him, laughing and cry
*Hazel* Life had been good for a while. I had grown closer to Ayla, learning to control myself and protect my emotions. I had become stronger and more powerful. I often wondered if being Luna was truly worth it, especially when my personal life felt overwhelming. But I soon realized that without stability in my own life, I could never properly lead the pack as its Luna. So I became more consistent — checking on the servants, attending to their needs, visiting the pack’s children at their schools, and taking part in pack activities. It was exhausting at first, but I eventually found it enjoyable and always looked forward to it. Sometimes I even accompanied my mother when she delivered her handmade gifts and artwork. Today had been especially busy, and my body felt unusually weak. I decided to return early. I mindlinked Bella and Frost — the new servant who had replaced Mira. She had passed the final test and earned her position. While Bella arranged my room, I asked Frost to escor
*Orion* We hid within the bushes until night fell, waiting for the right moment to strike. This was the final mission — to eliminate their packhouse. They had become a plague to the surrounding packs: attacking borders, killing hunters, and committing unforgivable crimes against innocent wolves, especially young females. Many had tried to track them, but they were clever, hiding near the desert where no pack dared to remain for long. Tonight, it ended. When the moon stood high, I ignited the paper in my hand and sent it drifting toward the roof of the packhouse, channeling my power into the flame. The fire spread swiftly. The night glowed with heat and light as the structure was swallowed whole. *Hazel* We stood together and watched. Watched the home of monsters collapse into ash. Watched years of fear burn away. Watched justice take its final breath. No rogue pack remained. My heart was heavy — but for the first time since my father’s death, it was steady. Jus
*Hazel* The decision was made before the sun reached its peak. We would return to the desert. The desert that had swallowed my parents’ hope. The desert that hid the rogues from every pack. The desert that would now expose their sins. My mother stood beside me as we prepared. She was quiet, but there was a fire in her eyes I had never seen before. Not grief. Not fear. Resolve. “They always passed through the southern ridge,” she finally said. Orion lifted his head. “You’re certain?” “Yes. If I saw the one who killed my husband. I would recognize him anywhere.” My chest tightened. The wound in my heart reopened — but this time, it bled purpose. We rode before nightfall. The desert air was heavy and cruel, but we pushed on. Wolves shifted when needed. The sand cut at our legs, the wind clawed at our faces, yet none of us slowed. We followed the route my mother remembered. Every turn… every ridge… until at last— “There,” she whispered. Her hand trembled as she poin
*Hazel* I woke up the next morning feeling the warmth of Orion beside me. The sunlight streamed faintly through the curtains, and I could hear the soft breathing of his wolf echoing in my mind. I stretched languidly, smiling at the scent of him filling the room. My legs were still sore from yesterday, but my body craved him again. “Morning, my lady,” he murmured, nudging me with his nose playfully. I giggled and pounced on him, tangling my fingers in his hair, tugging him closer. He growled low in his throat, rolling us both onto the bed. My hands roamed his body while his hands kneaded mine, the heat building quickly. After several stolen kisses and soft moans, we finally disentangled, laughing breathlessly. I slipped into the bathroom, my body aching but yearning for normalcy. The water cascaded over me, washing away yesterday’s tension. Orion was nowhere near silent either, teasing me through the steam, catching my attention with glances and fleeting touches. I dressed in a sim







