LOGINNow at Death Valley Pack…Since Prince’s announcement( the pack as a whole has been torn in half.Those that choose to believe their Alpha Ragnar, despite those accusationsThen, those that choose not to..instead fear that the Alpha has indeed struck a deal with the enemy.But one thing was sure, the pack was at an unrest.For Prince and his father, they of course grew estranged and law was the only thing stopping Ragnar from killing him.Now Prince stood at the center of the council chambers facing all the elders now.“I’ve been thinking,” he began, his voice calm, measured, “about what was said a few days ago. On what transpired...”No one interrupted him as he spoke.Prince began to pace slowly, each step slow and careful.“If even a fraction of it is true…” he continued, “what does that mean for us?”That question settled hard in the room.One of the elders leaned forward slightly, his expression tight.“You’re speaking on mere speculation.”Prince nodded easily.“I am.”He of cou
It felt like time didn’t exist here in the Veil Order…atleast not in a way that Serena could understand.There was no sunrise to mark the beginning of the day and no sunset to signal an end to it. The skies just felt blank and dry…Serena on the first few days here tried her best to understand it, but now almost a week, she has given up on that and accepted her new routine of life here:The corridor was cold under her bare feet, her rage for clothes hung loosely on her frame…thin, worn fabric that barely did its job. Was this truly her life now? No more good people, surrounded by familiar people.No more home…no more Damein.She pushed the thought away quickly.They walked in a line, four of them here:A boy, maybe her age or slightly younger. He was quite timid and more to himself.Then, an older woman is around mid age.And another girl, around my age, tops.They never really spoke to each other.They just moved when told and stopped when told.They entered a wider chamber.Food.
Serena before now felt she knew what to him trapped and alone felt..but this..this was something different.The darkness in the room pressed in on her from all sides; drowning..suffocating her like a man’s grip.Her breathing was heavy and slow.She didn’t remember when she had stopped struggling.Only that her wrists still ached like hell from the ropes and her body felt distant and so numb.., like it belonged somewhere else.“You’re still resisting.”The voice came again, from nowhere and yet everywhere.Serena’s jaw tightened, her fingers curling weakly.“I’m not breaking for you.”Her voice wasn’t strong, not anymore. Maybe the first fifty times it was..A soft pause followed.Then—“You won’t have to. We’ll try something different..”Serena didn’t even have time to register the words when suddenly her surroundings changed.And suddenly—She wasn’t in that dark room.The Crescent Moon Pack stood before her again, so real and familiar.For a moment, her breath caught.“…No.”Her vo
Half a century ago a faction called the Veil Order was formed. They were formed and given one true clear…to break down the greatest packs and alphas from the inside out and in their place someone they can control and can dictate from behind the scene.Over the years, they have grown stronger and stronger, increasing in size while still keeping themselves to the shadows. That means, they make sure no one knows them unless they want you to.In the end, their ultimate goal is to create a balanced werewolf world by breaking down the strongest of packs among them…And now their target was the Nightwing Pack, once headed by Alpha Darren, but now by his son..Alpha Damein.So moving on to the now…Serena… apprehended and captured by them for that very purpose.Not only for the fact that she was close to Damein and some will say his weaknes…but because there was something about her. Something powerful but tamed.If they were able to untame it while brainwashing her to their side. They’ve formed
Damein stood in a dark and empty chamber by himself. It hadn’t been long since Serena came in here for his help and he turned her away without a thought..But he didn’t have a choice, not anymore it seemed.The door opened behind him then, the air instantly changing.He didn’t need to turn to know who it was..His father had arrived. He reached the Nightwing Pack not long ago and he didn’t waste time in making some decisions.He was the one that made sure Damein didn’t intervene with Serena’s problem.Alpha Darren stepped into the room without announcement. His boots echoed a couple of times, before stopping a few steps behind Damien.It was just silence for a while.Then—“You’ve let this go on long enough.”Damien’s jaw tightened slightly.Of course. Straight to it.“This is about Serena I presume,” Damien said, his voice calm.Darren didn’t hesitate.“This is about your judgment.”Damien finally turned to him as their eyes met.“She’s part of this pack,” Damien said. “Whether you
Once Serena was sure of one thing…there were bad rumors spreading around the pack about her, she knew there was no time to waste.Before this, her name was tarnished enough from the academy scandal. For that, she took full responsibility…but for this, thus false accusations and lies about her, she wasn’t going to let it stand.If she had any chance, maybe even the tiniest chance that the people of this pack will see her as more than a Luna one day, she couldn’t let this take root.There was one person who could stop that…Damein.The doors to his room were partly open when Serena arrived. She didn’t bother to knock, it was her room too now after all.He was there, standing near the window, his back half-turned to her.He barely reacted when he saw her, like he was expecting her here.“You should be resting,” he said bluntly. “Tommorow if another tough training day.”“I’m fine.” She shot out, barely holding herself back.Then he turned to face her fully now, his expression unreadable.
The dormitory was quieter than Serena expected.After days in the forest, the twigs, the mud, the blood and the constant hum of danger — the stillness and quiet felt foreign, almost even suspicious.She shut the door behind her and leaned against it for a moment, exhaling slowly.The Gauntlet’s fir
“No… no no no…”Serena’s voice tore out of her as the forest swallowed Mike and Gerreck whole.Damien was at her side in seconds.“Serena.”She barely registered that he’d used her name. He gripped her arms and hauled her to her feet. “Are you hurt?”“My shoulder,” she hissed, pressing her hand on
Serena stared at the mirror.The healer’s hut was quiet now, the soft moonlight slipping through the narrow window casting a soft glow across the wooden floor. But none of that mattered to her now.All she could see was herself.Not Soren.Her.For a moment, she allowed herself to breathe.Then sh
The river moved quietly behind her.Serena stood frozen on the bank, her real face not exposed under the bright moonlight.Damien stared at her as though the world had tilted off its axis or as if he was looking dead in the eye of a real ghost.The heavy and unspoken silence stretched too long.“Yo







