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The final Confrontation Part 10
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THE PURE ALPHA A united and healed kingdom has begun.
It was a full moon and the sky was beautiful. Homes were finally filled with laughter, music and joyful conversations but underneath it all was the steady beat of something new, something totally different from all that they had known in the last few years.It was Peace.Lyon stood at the edge of the cliff where his first prophecy call had risen in his blood. The air smelt of a new life. It was strange, standing here without the pressure of ancient forces bearing down on him. But tonight as he stood there were no prophecies, no curses, no gods commanding his every move. Just their new promised healed werewolf kingdom.He closed his eyes and allowed himself to enjoy the calm.A voice interrupted the quiet. “You’re doing it again.”“What's that?” He asked as he smiled.“Returning to the place of your rebirth,” she said.“Is that how you always know where to find me?” Lyon asked.“Let's just say it's never easy to stay away from where you were reborn.”Lyon looked back at the valley, th
THE PURE ALPHA Finally There's Peace
The forest breathed again. It no longer whispered of war or clung to the scent of blood. Where ashes once fell, flowers had begun to grow like even the land itself was learning to heal. The trees had begun to reclaim the space they’d lost, the rivers and the air, for the first time in generations, didn’t taste of fear. It tasted of life and of new beginnings. But peace was never silent, and rebuilding required so much more. At the edge of the restored stronghold, Lyon stood with his hands tucked behind his back, watching the walls rise stone by stone. Wolves of all ranks worked side by side, laying the foundation for something new. There were no commands, no titles spoken aloud. There was no hierarchy of control. There was only rhythm and unity.The work didn’t feel like labor, it felt like healing. Behind him, Isabella approached slowly, holding two cups. She didn't need to say anything. She knew the weight of silence better than anyone else.“I figured you wouldn’t remember to eat,
THE PURE ALPHA The Calm After The Storm
The first sunrise felt foreign. Especially after everything they had been through. The wars, the betrayals, the battles they had fought separately and together as a united pack, they were witnessing the simple warmth of sunlight untouched by magic. The rivers that were filled with poison finally ran clear.The air, for the first time in generations, didn’t taste of fear. It was crisp, pure, and calm. It was the kind of morning that reminded the world that, even after everything had been torn apart, it could still heal.The war was over, but the wounds weren’t gone and peace, true peace, hadn’t come easy.Lyon woke up to silence. The morning light warmed his skin even as his body ached badly. The fight, everything had weakened him not just physically only but he ached to his bones. Almost as if he had lived for centuries.The room smelled of pure earth and clean air, the scent of the forest’s rebirth. He was back in the temple, the one the Moon Goddess had once entered, where so many f
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The final night fell like a curtain. There were no stars, no moon. Just a sky thick with silence and the smell of something ancient being pulled from the earth.Lyon stood barefoot in the clearing.The wolves had formed a ring around him, Alphas, Betas, elders, the last of the Moonblood and Hollow lines. None of them spoke, None of them moved, although they didn’t need to.He was the light now.And the shadow had come for him.Tristan sat just outside the circle, his hand resting on Isabella’s. His body trembled from the effort it took just to stay upright. But he wouldn’t lie down. Not when his son faced the thing he couldn’t beat. Not when the prophecy had chosen Lyon instead of him.Isabella stared into the horizon, looking steady and calm despite the storm that was brewing in her.“There,” she pointed.A tremor rolled through the ground.Not a quake, just a breath.And then it stepped into the clearing.Not a beast, or a god but something between. It was the shape of a wolf, built
THE PURE ALPHA The final Confrontation Part 10
The world held its breath as the boy rose. Not from sleep but from purpose. Lyon stood at the edge of the shattered clearing, the golden crescent still glowing faintly beneath his feet. Behind him, the final gate pulsed with a lingering magic, flickering like the last remnants of a forgotten dream. Ahead, the land spanned into smoke-choked hills, broken towers, and the silence of wolves who had nothing left to give.But in all they still stood.Just as they always did.Tristan watched from the healer’s ledge, leaning heavily on a staff. His body had not fully recovered; the weight of years, of battle, of loss, still hung on him like a shadow. But his eyes were clearer now, and for the first time in generations, there was no curse behind them. No bitter remnants of a dark past clouding his vision.“I remember when he couldn’t walk without falling,” Tristan murmured, his voice a quiet memory.Isabella stood beside him, her presence steady as the earth beneath them. “And now the world h
THE PURE ALPHA The Final Confrontation Part 9
Dawn never broke after Lyon vanished into the flames. The sun didn’t rise over the hills. No birds called. No wind moved. It was as if the world was silent, and waiting for something to change or happen.In that quietness, the wolves rebuilt and burned their dead. The stronghold had vanished, leaving behind only a desolate field. But the packs remained. Barely. There were no prophecies left to cling to. No child glowing with power. No gods whispering through the trees.Just ash, and the cold weight of what had been lost.Lyon’s name was never spoken loudly. It wasn’t shouted in battle cries or whispered in prayers. Instead, it was murmured in the night light of campfires, in the silent spaces of dreams. The wolves didn’t mourn him like a child.They honored him like a force.A reckoning.And Tristan, hadn’t spoken a word in hours after his return. He lay wrapped in furs in the healers den, he was pale, thinner. His breathing was very shallow but he was alive, he was barely held to the
THE PURE ALPHA The Final Confrontation Part 8
The sky looked totally different, almost as if it was bleeding crimson blood. There was a big hole in the clouds making it look as if it wanted to release something dangerous on the world.Isabella was just getting out of the tunnel and the rift has been sealed. Her knees were bleeding from the struggle to climb out of the tunnel but she didn't mind. She couldn't stop as in that moment the connection she felt with her son was all that mattered even in the face of her world falling apart. She beamed with smiles as soon as she saw him.Her son, Lyon.She ran toward the ruined field where he had faced the nameless creature. The ground was burned and cracked from all the magic that had taken place there. And in the midst of it all Lyon stood but she suddenly noticed that he wasn't alone.He was held in the fading arms of Tristan, his father. But Tristan was fading fast.His body was acting like a flame that was about to go off but at the same time struggling to not go off.Isabella paused
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The light consumed the whole room. It wasn’t a flame. It wasn’t like magic. It was something much deeper, as if the world was holding its breath. When it cleared, everything was different. Everything was broken.The stronghold was gone, and in its place stood only stone. Raw, untouched and ancient.No trace of walls, no towers, no watchfires. Just total silence like a shattered glass that can't be pieced back together.And in the center of it all, Lioran knelt.His skin was giving out smoke obviously from the magical fire he had disappeared through. The weight of the power made his arms shake and he was barely breathing.But the creature wasn’t gone.It stood just beyond him, massive and calm. Its form was no longer a mere shadow, it had become something else that can't be described. It looked a little less than darkness and a mini god. Its face constantly shifting from human to beast form.It didn’t speak.It didn’t need to.Because Lyon finally understood.It wasn’t trying to destro
THE PURE ALPHA The Final Confrontation Part 6
Three days. That’s how long the new mark in the ash had continued to vibrate in a steady motion like a beating heart in the earth. No one spoke about it, they all just watched in silence. Their eyes flicked skyward with unease, waiting, watching for something that hadn’t yet arrived. Something was coming and that they were all certain about.Isabella stood on the edge of the cliffs, in deep thoughts, watching the packs as they were rebuilding. More out of habit now, splitting firewood, beefing up the watchtowers, and repairing all that had been broken in the battle, but their eyes never strayed far from the sky. There was a quiet fear settling over them all, an unspoken fear that the worst wasn’t behind them. Lyon hadn’t spoken since the First Wolf vanished. It was not because he couldn’t but because he didn’t want to. He had seen something in the fractured sky. Something worse than what had already come, something that lingered just out of reach, waiting to make its move. Leandro
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