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Beneath The Full Moon 

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War Room – Nightclaw Pack

The war table was littered with maps, weighted down by daggers and carved wolf tokens.

Finn leaned over it, jaw tight, finger stabbing at the southern borders.

“We march at dawn,” he said. “With three battalions. We hit Knox head-on and crush him before his so-called alliance can mobilize.”

Delon, standing across from him, did not immediately respond.

Instead, he tilted his head slightly, studying the map as if seeing something Finn could not.

“A bold move,” Delon said
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I guess the name Delilah suits her very well .......... Dang! She is ruthless!
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  • The Alpha Who Rejects Me   The Council of Vultures

    The council hall had never felt so crowded before.Not because there were many bodies inside, but because of the weight of unspoken thoughts pressing against the walls.The great circular chamber, carved from dark stone and lined with ancestral banners, usually carried an air of authority and order. Today, however, it felt like a marketplace of whispers.Low voices overlapped. Robes rustled.Rings tapped nervously against wooden armrests.Every elder sat in their designated seat, yet none of them looked settled.Because for the first time in years…The Alpha was missing.And power, like blood in water, had begun to attract sharks.Officially, they were worried about Finn’s delayed return from war.Unofficially? Each of them was already calculating.If something happened to him… Who has the strongest claim?The Beta? Or either lineages?Perhaps the council should rule temporarily…Suspicion flickered from one pair of eyes to another. Smiles were thin. Politeness is brittle.No one trust

  • The Alpha Who Rejects Me   RUMOURS AND MASKS 

    By midmorning, Nightclaw Pack no longer felt like a kingdom.It felt like a hive someone had struck with a stick. Restless. Uneasy.Too loud in some places, too quiet in others.The training grounds were half empty. Patrol hunters returned earlier than usual. Patrol wolves kept glancing toward the southern road as if expecting their Alpha’s unit to appear at any second.But the road remained bare. No dust clouds,no victory howls, or returning soldiers.Only wind.At first, people told themselves it was normal.It was a war… And war took time.But as the sun climbed higher… whispers began to spread.“He should have returned by now…”“Have they reached Knox-Shade yet?”“My cousin said they didn’t even smell battle smoke… Do you think something happened?”“Lower your voice!”The murmurs traveled fast, slipping through kitchens, corridors, and courtyards like smoke through cracks.Because no matter how arrogant or useless Finn was… He was still their Alpha.And an Alpha who vanished with

  • The Alpha Who Rejects Me   The Woman Who Waited

    The night felt wrong. Too still and too quiet.Even the wind seemed to be holding its breath.Delon rode back toward his estate under the cover of darkness, boots splashed with soil that still clung beneath his nails.He didn’t look back. Not once.Meanwhile, a soft knock sounded on Delilah’s chamber door.Not urgent or hesitant. Just three calm taps.Familiar. Measured.She didn’t turn from the mirror.“Enter.”The door creaked open.A cloaked man slipped inside and immediately dropped to one knee. “My Lady.”“Report.”His head remained bowed.“Alpha Finn is dead.”Her brush paused mid-stroke. Just for a fraction of a second.Then it continued combing through her long hair like nothing had happened.“And?” she asked lightly.“Lord Delon has just left Elder Rowan’s estate. He stayed there for some time. My guess… he went to inform the elder personally.”Silence stretched.The spy waited, expecting anger, shock or new orders.Instead— A soft chuckle escaped her lips.Low. Amused.“Of co

  • The Alpha Who Rejects Me   The Package

    Delon was still awake when the knock came.Three short taps. One long.It was the signal.He didn’t turn from the window.“Enter.”The door opened quietly.A cloaked rider stepped inside, mud splashed up his boots, cloak torn by branches. He smelled like iron and smoke.He dropped to one knee.“It’s done, my lord.”Delon’s lips curved slowly.“Bring it.”The rider stood and placed a small, tightly wrapped bundle on the table.It wasn’t large. But it was heavy.Very heavy.The faint metallic scent of blood seeped through the cloth.For a moment, the room was silent.Then—Delon stepped forward and untied the knot himself.No hesitation or fear on his face.The cloth rolled open and Finn’s face stared back at him.Eyes half-open. Frozen and Empty.Even in death, arrogance lingered on his features.Delon studied him quietly. Then he laughed.Soft. Low. Disappointed.“So this is the Alpha everyone feared,” he murmured. “Pathetic.”He crouched, gripping Finn’s hair, lifting the head slightly.

  • The Alpha Who Rejects Me   The Road That Shouldn't Be Taken 

    The march onwards had been smooth.Too smooth.Leaves crunched softly under fifty pairs of boots as Finn led the unit through the forest, moonlight streaking through the branches like pale blades.No patrols, scouts seen. And no form of resistance had been received. This was perfect.Finn smirked to himself.Delon was right. Knox won’t even smell us coming.Behind him, the men followed in tight formation. Until one of them slowed. It wasGamma Murray. He had been left out from the declaration of war to its preparation and now, he is being dragged into the slaughter's house. Being the gamma in just title, he wonders why he was chosen instead of the clever beta.His sharp eyes scanned the trees again… then the sky… then their direction.A frown formed.He stepped forward.“Alpha,” he said carefully, keeping his voice low, “we’re drifting west.”Finn didn’t look back. “I know.”“The Knox-Shade Pack territory is south.”“I said I know.”Murray hesitated. “Then… why are we—”Finn stopped w

  • The Alpha Who Rejects Me   The Trap

    Delon stood by the tall window of his chamber, hands clasped behind his back, eyes fixed on the distant treeline where Finn and his men had vanished hours ago.A slow, satisfied grin curved his lips.The fool had taken the bait.The door creaked open softly. A cloaked man slipped inside, his steps soundless against the stone floor. He dropped to one knee immediately, head bowed in submission.Delon did not turn.“Are they ready?” he asked calmly, his voice carrying an edge that made the air tighten.“Yes, my lord,” the man replied. “At your command, they will strike.”“Good.”Delon finally turned, his expression cold, stripped of all pretense. “The moment Finn steps into the forbidden region, he must die,” he said flatly. “No hesitation. Make no mistakes.”The cloaked man nodded.“And remember this well,” Delon continued, eyes narrowing. “The Gamma must not return alive.”The man stiffened for a fraction of a second before lowering his head again. “As you command, my lord.” He rose sw

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