เข้าสู่ระบบNyra’s POVThe pack house was unusually quiet for once because it was always rowdy.Women and children and warriors and arguments, gossips, it was always so noisy and there was no Alpha Kaelen interrogating somebody.No Caelum appearing out of nowhere to ask annoying questions.Just silence, beautiful silence.I sat by one of the large windows in the sitting room, curled into a chair with a book resting in my lap.Caelum knew I liked to read(i don’t know how he knew that) so he brought me books every morning during breakfast.The sunlight poured through the glass, warming my skin as I turned another page.It was an old book. Books were easier than people.Books didn’t ask questions and they didn’t judge.Books didn’t look at the scars hidden beneath your clothes and decide what kind of monster you were.A small smile tugged at my lips as I continued reading.Then footsteps interrupted my peace and I wanted to slam my head int a wall. The universe couldn’t allow me happiness for too lo
Caelum’s POVNyra glared at me and If it were a lesser man, he would have ran with his tail between his legs but I wasn’t a lesser man.The morning sun had fully risen by the time we left the kitchen. The pack was alive with activity now. Warriors were training and children were running through the pathways. Patrols were leaving through the gates, it was a normal morning at least on the surface.I glanced at Nyra as we walked.No one looking at her would guess what I’d discovered yesterday.No one would guess she carried a curse powerful enough to terrify entire packs.No one would guess she transformed into a massive black Alpha wolf. She looked completely normal and she was glaring at me right now.Mostly because I had dragged her away from breakfast so we could train.“Stop staring at me .” She grumbledI looked forward immediately.“I wasn’t staring.”“You were.”“You notice everything.” I teased her“Someone has to.”I laughed.We made our way toward a secluded clearing near the
Nyra’s POVThe night air was cool against my skin.This pack was always cold.For a few moments, neither Luna Aria nor I spoke.We simply stood there beneath the moonlight.The pack grounds were quiet, illuminated by silver light that painted everything in soft shadows.I wasn’t sure why I hadn’t immediately excused myself. Maybe because I was still upset from arguing with Mother.Maybe because there was something calming about Luna Aria’s presence.Or maybe i just didn’t want to go back upstairs yet.Aria studied me for a moment but not in the suspicious way Alpha Kaelen did or the curious way Caelum did.I could see the resemblance between the both of them, the same silver hair and beautiful blue eyes but Caelum had a mix of his dad.“My hair was black once” Aria said I turned to her, she must have seen me staring “I didn’t meant to stare”“When I started having dreams and discovering my powers, I woke up one day to my hair this color,and now it’s turning grey I don’t know what i
Nyra’s POVI knew it was over. The moment Caelum saw the mark.The moment those words left my mouth.The mark of the cursed.There was no taking them back. No pretending anymore or hiding behind silence.For years, my mother and I had survived because nobody knew. Nobody knew what lived inside me.Nobody knew what happened when the curse took hold.Nobody knew about the male wolf. The monster.The thing that shouldn’t exist and now Caelum knew.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the wooden floor. The room was dark except for the small lantern burning beside the window.Outside, the pack had gone quiet, everyone was asleep, everyone except me. I couldn’t stop thinking about the forest.About the look on Caelum’s face when he saw my scars. About the fact that he hadn’t run.Most people would have. Most people should have.But not him.Someone knocked and before I could answer, it opened and my mother stepped inside. Elira immediately frowned.“You’re still awake.”I looked up.“So
Caelum’s POVThe walk back to the pack with Nyra was quiet.Neither of us spoke which helped me clear my head and think.A few hours ago, I had discovered she carried one of the darkest secrets a wolf could possess.A curse.A male wolf trapped inside a female body.A feral Alpha beast powerful enough to tear through warriors and kill without effort.And now we were simply walking home like none of it had happened.My side still ached from where she’d thrown me against a tree.The memory made me glance toward her. She was staring straight ahe expressionless as usual.But there was tension in her shoulders, she also looked very tired. The shift had taken a lot out of her.If I offered to carry her she would snarl and hit me, the thought made me snort quietly and Nyra glanced at me.“What?” She asked “Nothing.”She narrowed her eyes suspiciously then looked away. The silence returned again.Eventually the pack borders came into view and I let out a sigh of relief, we were home.As we a
Nyra’s POVThe mark of the cursed.For a long moment, neither of us spoke. The lake behind us rippled softly, the dark water reflecting the moon overhead. I remembered I was shirtless and shivered, Caelum was still staring at the scars.Slowly, I pulled my shirt back into place, my hands trembled and I hated that. I hated being vulnerable but it was too late now.He knew the truth and there was no taking it back.When I finally looked up at him, his expression had changed.The suspicion was still there and I could see lots of questions there too.“You know what it means,” I said quietly.His jaw tightened.“Yes, my mother is blessed, she knows all about these things so I learn from her whenever I can.”The cursed wolves were wolves abandoned by the Moon Goddess. So they would always have the mark mostly given to them at birth when they notice the child is cursed.We were always hunted and executed because of our behavior, and some people wanted our blood for evil spells.I swallowed
ARIA’S POV The celebration glowed like a living thing—warm lights strung across the courtyard, wolves dancing barefoot, music thundering through the ground until even the stones vibrated. The whole pack was alive, pulsing with relief and joy after so many long, brutal weeks. But despite the ene
Louis’ POV……The forest swallowed us long before sunset.Damien rode ahead despite the gash torn across his ribs, stubborn as ever. Blood soaked through his shirt in dark blotches, and every few minutes I heard his breath hitch—but when I tried to speak, he only grunted,“I’m fine. Keep moving.”Ty
Aria’s POV Night had settled over the pack like a heavy blanket, quiet and deceptively calm. With Damien and Louis gone, responsibility sat squarely on my shoulders, I got enough help from Varric though. I’d spent the whole day holding meetings, mediating disputes, settling territory lines, and so
Damien's POV It was morning already. The pain pulsed down my arm like a dull drumbeat—steady, stubborn, refusing to let me forget I’d been reckless. I leaned back on the old wooden chair in the tiny abandoned cottage Louis had dragged us into, watching her pace across the room. “Don’t bleed on t







