LOGINLuna Aria's POVThe pack house had never felt so quiet.I sat beside the cradle near the bedroom window, gently rocking it with one hand while watching my daughter sleep.Her tiny fingers curled around a doll she was holding, her silver hair shimmering softly beneath the afternoon light.She was beautiful.A tiny miracle born into a world that seemed determined to return to war.I smiled and cooed at her "You have your brother's hair," I whispered."But your father's stubbornness" The baby stirred, letting out a sleepy little sound before settling again.The sight made my heart melt, behind me, footsteps approached and I knew it was Kaelen.Kaelen wrapped his arms around my shoulders from behind and kissed the top of my head."She's asleep?""For now."He leaned over the cradle. His large hand looked enormous beside our daughter's tiny one.Yet somehow she instinctively reached out and wrapped her little fingers around his thumb.Kaelen chuckled. "I think she already knows who spoils
Nyra’s POV“Run!”Caelum’s loud voice cut through the deafening chorus of snarls ftom the wolves.For a split second, none of us moved.The forest shook.Hundreds of wolves burst from between the trees, their glowing eyes reflecting beneath the moonlight like a sea of burning embers.They had formed a crescent formation around us, cutting off every obvious escape. My pulse quickened.“He planned this,” I whispered.Caelum glanced at me.“What?”“The first pack wasn’t meant to kill us.”Realisation struck all of us at once.“They were stalling,” Aria breathed.“They wanted to keep us here until the rest arrived”A deep howl echoed across the valley. Every rogue answered at once.The sound vibrated through my bones.I had heard wolves howl countless times before.This one was different, it was as chilling and sounded like it was an order and every rogue obeyed it.“We’re surrounded,” one of Rowan’s soldiers muttered.The older soldier stepped forward. “There.”He pointed toward a narro
Caelum’s POVWe left the place before sunrise.After tracking the footprints it led no where important.The city was still sleeping when General Rowan’s soldiers opened the northern gates for us.The sky was dark.Even though dawn was approaching, thick clouds covered the moon, leaving the road ahead barely visible.I sat behind the wheel of the vehicle, my hands resting firmly against it as we followed the narrow road toward the mountains.Aria sat beside me and Nyra was in the back.General Rowan’s two soldiers followed behind us on horseback.Our destination was still several hours away. The village beneath the mountains. The place where we hoped to find answers.The place where, according to Rowan’s scouts, the king might already be waiting. I glanced at the rearview mirror.Nyra was staring out the window.“You okay?” I asked Her eyes met mine through the mirror. “I’m fine.”“You’re sure?”“Yes.” She smiled Aria looked at me and I shrugged while Nyra rolled her eyes. “I regret
Caelum's POVI looked down at the map still spread across the table.Five territories and twentyfive packs and somewhere among them was the person responsible for the attacks.The person who wanted Nyra.I leaned back in my chair. "Well..."Aria reached for another piece of bread. "That was cheerful conversation"I stared at her. "You're eating?""Yes.""We just found out an ancient dark wolf is probably hunting us.""I know."She shrugged. "I get hungry when I'm stressed."Nyra looked at her. "You're always hungry.""Exactly."I couldn't help laughing, even Nyra smiled then her expression became serious. "We need to find him."The smile disappeared from my face. "Agreed."We moved to the strategy room shortly after breakfast. General Rowan had given us permission to use it.The walls were covered with maps. I stared at the map."So..." I pointed toward the five territories we'd planned to visit. "We start here."Aria leaned closer. "Why?""Because this is where the attacks began."N
Caelum's POVI was very warm and second thing was that my entire body hurt.A dull ache spread through my chest every time I breathed. My ribs protested the smallest movement, and my left shoulder felt as though someone had dropped a boulder on it.I let out a quiet groan."So I'm still alive."The memory of the battle returned in flashes. The black-armored man and my lightning.Nyra.I slowly opened my eyes.Soft morning light poured through the curtains, filling the room with a warm golden glow.For a moment, everything was peaceful theb I noticed someone beside me.Nyra. She was asleep on the other side of the bed.Still wearing the same clothes from yesterday, though they had been cleaned. One arm rested beneath her head while loose strands of black hair framed her face.She looked beautiful as always.I smiled "So you stayed here."She must have been exhausted.Dark circles rested beneath her eyes, and even in sleep her brows were slightly furrowed. I quietly pushed the blanket
Nyra’s POVMate.The word echoed through every part of me. It settled into my heart with a certainty that left no room for doubt.I stared at Caelum’s unconscious face, unable to move.No… This couldn’t be happening.My wolf remained unusually calm, almost… happy. The invisible thread between us pulsed again, warm and steady.I instinctively reached for my chest but it was still there and I could feel the bond.I had heard stories growing up, every wolf had.The Moon Goddess would choose one soul for another, weaving their lives together with a bond stronger than blood.Some wolves found their mates early while others searched for decades. Others never found theirs at all.And somehow mine had been beside me all this time and I didn’t know.Tears blurred my vision. “This isn’t fair…”I whispered. “You deserve someone… normal.”“Move aside.” General Rowan’s voice pulled me back to reality.Several healers hurried toward us carrying leather satchels filled with herbs and bandages.One o
Louis’ POV…..I woke up slowly.Not with pain. Not with panic or heat.Just… quiet.The first thing I noticed was the warmth. Not the fevered heat that had burned through me before, but something steady and grounding. The second was the faint scent of herbs clinging to my skin, cool and earthy. Th
Aria’s POV…..The battlefield hadn’t gone quiet.Not really.Even after Serena’s ashes scattered into the wind, the war still roared around us—steel clashing, wolves howling, magic tearing the earth apart. But in the space between Kaelen and me, there was a silence so sharp it hurt more than any wo
Kaelen’s POV……The world had narrowed to a single room.No war cries.No chanting.No fire or blood or magic.Just stone walls, healer’s lamps, and Aria lying still.The healers have moved her while Varric and my shadows cleaned up after the war, planning the burials for the warriors who died.She
The Evil King’s POV…..The fire never truly warmed the throne room.It only illuminated it.Black flames curled along the obsidian walls, licking ancient runes carved deep into stone older than kingdoms. The air tasted of iron and incense, of blood soaked into the bones of the mountain itself. This