Se connecterThe night the world broke open, the sky was already angry.Thunder had been rolling across the mountains long before I reached the battlefield, a deep restless growl that echoed through the forest like the breathing of something ancient. The air itself felt charged, heavy with the scent of rain and electricity, and every instinct inside me told me that something terrible was about to happen.But I kept moving.Every step toward Silvercrest pulled me deeper into the storm, and deeper into the plan we had set in motion hours earlier.Zira had already gone ahead to lure Clay out, disguised as her sister. Aisha had slipped toward the pack house to reach Zach. That left only me standing in the clearing where Clay was supposed to meet the priestess he believed held the power of the Moon Goddess.I had chosen the location carefully.A wide stretch of open ground near the northern ridge, where the forest thinned into rocky earth. The place had once been used for large pack training drills, wh
The rain finally began to slow.What had been a relentless curtain of water softened into a steady drizzle, the drops slipping through the pine branches and tapping quietly against the forest floor. The storm was drifting farther into the mountains now, its thunder fading into distant murmurs.But the storm inside our clearing had not passed.Zira’s revelation still hung heavily between us.Her twin sister.A priestess capable of calling the power of the Moon Goddess into a mortal body.Working with Selene.Working with Clay.I stood near the centre of the clearing, staring into the darkness beyond the trees while my thoughts twisted through the possibilities. My wolf remained restless, her presence moving beneath my skin like a shadow circling a cage.This had just become far more dangerous.Aisha broke the silence first.“So.”Her voice was calm, but the tension in it was unmistakable.“What do we do now?”Zira shifted her weight near the edge of the clearing, wiping rainwater from
The rain did not stop.It only grew steadier, falling through the dark branches like a quiet curtain that separated us from the rest of the world. The forest around our small clearing seemed to withdraw into shadow, the storm swallowing every distant sound except the slow rumble of thunder rolling across the mountains.For a while, none of us spoke.Aisha leaned against the same tree she had claimed earlier, her dagger still loosely held in her hand as if it were simply an extension of her body. Zira stood near the edge of the clearing, staring out toward the deeper forest as though she could still see Silvercrest through the storm.And I remained at the centre of it all.My wolf had grown strangely quiet again.Not calm.Not peaceful.But listening.As though something in the wind carried a message only she could hear.Finally, Zira spoke again.“There’s something else you need to know.”Her voice sounded different this time.Less sarcastic.Less defensive.More… careful.Aisha lifte
Rain continued to fall through the forest canopy, slow at first, then heavier as the storm gathered strength above us. The clearing had grown darker, the fading light swallowed by thick clouds that rolled across the sky like an advancing army.Thunder rumbled again, distant but growing closer.Zira’s words still hung in the air between us.“She’s coming to end you.”My wolf stirred again at the memory of it, pacing quietly beneath my ribs like a creature listening to something I could not yet hear.I folded my arms slowly and looked at Zira.“How did you learn that?”Zira blinked.“Learn what?”“The dream.”She shifted her weight slightly, clearly realizing what I meant.“How do you know exactly what Clay heard?”Zira hesitated for a brief moment.Aisha noticed it immediately.Her eyes narrowed.“Yes,” Aisha said sharply. “That is a very good question.”Zira sighed.“You two are suspicious of everything.”“You walked into the heart of Silvercrest and came back with a private conversat
The deeper we moved into Silvercrest territory, the heavier the forest seemed to become.The trees grew closer together here, their branches weaving overhead like a ceiling of dark green needles that filtered the daylight into thin streaks of silver. The air carried a familiar scent I had not breathed in weeks.Pine.Wet earth.Wolf.This land had always smelled like power.But today it smelled like war.Aisha walked slightly ahead of me now, her movements quiet but alert, eyes constantly scanning the trees. Zira followed a few paces behind, her steps lighter but far less cautious.My wolf remained restless inside me.The resistance had not faded since we crossed into the territory.If anything, it had grown stronger.Each mile we travelled deeper into Silvercrest land felt like pushing against an invisible current that wanted to drag me backward.But I kept moving.Because somewhere ahead of us was Zach.The path curved around a ridge of moss-covered stones before opening into a narr
The moment my feet crossed the invisible boundary into Silvercrest territory, something inside me recoiled.It was not fear.Not exactly.It was deeper than that.The forest around us looked the same as it always had. Tall pine trees stretched upward like silent watchers, their branches swaying softly in the morning wind. The scent of damp earth and moss lingered in the air, familiar and almost comforting.This land had once been my home.Every path here carried memories.The small river to the east, where Zach had once tried to catch fish with his bare hands and ended up falling into the water instead.The clearing where Clay had first introduced me to the pack as Luna.The ridge where the warriors trained every morning at dawn.All of it was still here.But something had changed.Or maybe it was me.I took another step forward along the narrow forest trail.And that was when my wolf growled.The sound echoed inside my mind like a warning drum.It was low, deep and unmistakably hosti
Five Years Ago.I had left the council meeting with the hope of meeting up with Clay. I find myself drawn towards him after that exchange with the elders. He was in a hurry, and I thought to myself. “Such a warrior! He wants t
5 Years Ago.I did not go to Elder Torin in secret.I went in the open, my head high, my spine straight, the wristband heavy against my skin like a living thi
5 Years AgoClay came to me at dawn.Not with the thunder of an Alpha or the certainty of a warrior, but quietly, like a man who knew he stood on fragile grou
Five Years AgoThe council chamber had not felt this tense in years.Clay stood at the centre of the circle, shoulders squared, jaw set. Clay, as usual, looked cold, as if the events of Silver Crest did not affect him. Around him sat the council elders, men and women whose fur had long since silver







