LOGINAria’s pov Something was wrong. Terribly wrong.I knew it the moment I entered the courtyard.The battle outside had ended.The scent of rogue blood filled the air and bodies littered the grounds beyond the gates.The pack had won but nobody was celebrating.I didnt see Caelum and I rushed to the woods to find him, when I heard a growl and saw a spark of lighting, I rushed there and saw him.Caelum just shot a beam of lightening and Nyra had the cursed mark on her back.He stood frozen beside Nyra, his chest rising and falling heavily.His expression looked as shocked as mine.And his hands. Tiny crimson bolts crackled across his skin before fading into the air.Impossible.I looked back at Nyra, she was full dressed now but I couldn’t stop seeing the mark, The mark of the Cursed.The stories flooded back instantly. My pulse quickened.The Moon Goddess had gone silent and darkness was spreading.Nyra carried the mark of the cursed and now my son was shooting lightning from his hands.
Caelum’s POV“Nyra.” I yelled as I dodged the first hit and the wolf’s ears twitched.Could she hear me? “Nyra, it’s me.” I tied again and a low growl rolled from her chest but it wasn’t exactly encouraging.I swallowed.“Okay. Good talk.”The wolf took a step forward and the stone beneath its paws cracked, my heart skipped.“Still you, right?”Another growl and the wolf lowered its head with all the muscles tensing like she wanted to pounce on me.“Ah.”I slowly stepped backward.“Let’s not do that.”The wolf lunged at meI barely moved in time, a massive black blur shot past me and it’s sliced through the air where my head had been.I rolled across the courtyard and hit a stone, I groaned as she hurled a stone at me and I dodged it but it hit a tree and it broke into splinters.Goddess above.She’d gotten stronger, the wolf spun around and it’s glowing eyes found me instantly.I brought out my sword again. “Nyra!” I tried to call her but the wolf charged again and I jumped asid
Caelum’s POV The horn was still blaring, Its warning echoed across the territory like a heartbeat of panic there was another Rogue attack. I sprinted through the pack grounds with dozens of warriors at my back. Dust exploded beneath our boots. The gates were already open and chaos had swallowed the pack. Warriors were shifting and the children were being rushed into shelters. Orders rang through the air. Everywhere I looked, people were running. The smell of blood had already filled the pack and the stench made my always silent wolf growl, my stomach tightened. We were too late. The rogues had reached the outer defenses. I shifted mid-run and our bones cracked. The battlefield unfolded before me and it was bad. They were about hundreds of rogues, maybe more. They poured from the forest like a black tide. I launched myself into battle. The first rogue never saw me coming and I hit him at full speed. The impact shattered his bone and he flew backward into two others
Nyra’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
.Damien — POV…..I shouldn’t have left.That was the first thought pounding through my skull as I stormed out of the Louis's quarters.But staying would have been worse.Louis’s eyes—cold, furious, wounded—had cut deeper than any blade. The scar on her neck burned itself into my mind, a thin remin
.Louis — POV…..I woke to silence.Not the peaceful kind—the heavy kind. The kind that presses against your chest and reminds you that something terrible almost happened.For a moment, I didn’t move. My body felt… strange. Too light. Too heavy. My throat ached faintly, like a memory rather than pa
Damien’s POV……(Years Ago)I was seven years old when I learned that strength could be a curse.The night smells like rain and iron. Even now, years later, I remember it too clearly—the way the wind rattled the wooden shutters, the way the hearth fire flickered low, the way my mother’s breathing ca
Damien’s POV(Years Later)Power changes how people look at you.As a boy, they looked at me like I was dangerous.As a man, they looked at me like I was necessary.Alpha Damien.War leader.Executioner.The wolf who never hesitated.They never knew the truth—that I was still that terrified boy by







