MasukAria’s pov…..We had to have an emergency pack meeting.The pack did not sleep well that night.Even those who hadn’t seen the attack, saw the effect of it.Fear had a way of spreading quietly, invisibly—seeping into walls, into breaths, into the space between heartbeats and it consumed you whole.And I felt all of it.I stood at the balcony outside our room, my arms wrapped lightly around myself as the first light of dawn stretched across the horizon. The forest looked calm again and beautiful.But I couldn’t ignore the unease I felt, my baby kicked in the womb and I sighed softly.heard movement behind me and a familiar scent.Kaelen.“You didn’t sleep,” he said.It wasn’t a question, he knew the answer already I turned slightly, offering a faint smile. “Neither did you.”He stepped beside me, his presence acting as a way to steady me. But even he couldn’t hide the tension coiled beneath his calm facade.“We can’t ignore this,” he said.“I know.”“They came too close.”My hand dri
Aria's pov…Something was wrong.I could feel it in my bones.I stepped out of the house, my hand instinctively resting over my stomach.The courtyard was no longer calm.Warriors moved quickly, their voices low but tense, the aftermath of battle was still heavy in the air. The scent of blood lingered, sharp and metallic, mixing with the familiar smell of earth and pine.Why the sudden attack. Selene askedMy heart tightened, it had been so long since there was an attack like that.I saw Kaelen, he stood a few paces away, his posture rigid and his presence overwhelming he was standing In front of Elira and Nyra.The woman looked shaken, her hands trembling slightly while the girl was still calm looking silently.She gave me the creeps.Kaelen’s voice was low and controlled, but there was an edge beneath it. “You arrived yesterday and rogues attacked today. That is not coincidence.”Elira shook her head quickly. “We swear—we had nothing to do with it—”Nyra didn’t speak.Of course s
Caelum’s POV'sThe horn didn’t stop.It cut through the air again and again as a warning for everyone.People ran to the safe house and pups started crying.Rogue attack.My body moved before my mind caught up.The training ground erupted into motion—warriors grabbing their weapons, shifting mid-run, voices barking orders. Dust rose under pounding feet as the calm of the morning shattered into chaos.“East border!” someone shouted.“Multiple signatures!”I didn’t wait for more signals I ran.The world narrowed to one thing only,I had to check if Nyra was safe.My wolf surged beneath my skin, restless and eager for blood. The scent hit me halfway across the courtyard.Rotten smell of rogues and there were many.By the time I reached the outer clearing, the first wave had already breached the tree line.They came fast—snarling, wild-eyed, uncoordinated creatures but dangerous in numbers.I grabbed my sword but the first rogue lunged at me.I stepped in and my steel met his flesh. I slas
Caelum's pov…I was so glad mum allowed them to stay.I watched the girl, Nyra.She moved across the hall like she belonged here.She carried a cloth in one hand, wiping down the wooden panels with steady, practiced movements like she had some this many times before. I pushed away from the railing and walked toward her.She didn’t look up not even when my footsteps stopped a few feet away.“Did you sleep well?,” I asked her Nothing.She just kept cleaning.The cloth moved in slow, even strokes, she acted like I wasn’t there.I exhaled lightly.“Most people take a day to rest after nearly getting killed.”Still nothing not even a glance.I frowned slightly.“Nyra.”That got a reaction.Barely.Her hand paused for a second then she continued.“I just wanted to check if you’re alright,” I added.Silence.I crossed my arms.“You know, where I come from, people usually say thank you when someone saves their life.”That did it.She stopped and slowly turned to me.Her eyes met mine and sh
Aria's pov….I was so hungryThat was what kept me awake.I shifted slowly in bed, one hand instinctively resting over my stomach. The room was still dim, early morning light just beginning to seep through the curtains. Beside me, Kaelen was still sleeping, his breathing deep and even.For a moment, I simply watched him.He looked much happier and still young as ever.A faint kick pressed against my palm.I smiled.“Alright,” I whispered softly. “I hear you.”I kissed Kaelen's forehead and carefully slipped out of bed, making sure not to wake him. The floor was cool beneath my feet as I wrapped a light robe around myself and stepped out into the hallway.The house was quiet which was expected.I moved slowly down the stairs,The faint scent of food drifted upward, drawing me toward the kitchen.Good.Someone was cooking.At least I wasn’t imagining the hunger.But as I stepped into the doorway i froze.Two figures sat at the table eating.For a split second, my mind didn’t register wh
Caelum's pov…Rogue hunting with uncle Kael was my favorite activity.The forest always felt different at night and it made me feel alive.I moved through the forest with ease, my senses stretched wide, catching every shift in the wind, every snap of a twig, every distant movement that didn’t belong here.Beside me, Uncle Kael walked in silence.He didn’t need to speak.Neither did I.This was how we hunted.“You’re thinking too loudly,” he said after a while.I exhaled softly. “I’m not thinking. I’m observing.”He snorted. “Same thing.”I ignored that, my gaze sweeping the trees ahead.The rogue scent was faint—but it was there.That same rotten smell.“They passed through here,” I said quietly.Kael crouched slightly, his fingers brushing against the soil. “Not long ago.”“Two?”He shook his head. “More.”My jaw tightened.Good.I preferred it that way.More targets.More chances to prove myself.We moved again, faster now.The deeper we went, the stronger the scent became—thick and
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
Louis’s POV…..War was noise.Metal screaming against metal. Bones cracking. Wolves howling in pain and fury. The earth itself seemed to cry beneath our feet, trembling as if it wanted to swallow us all and end the madness.I fought like I had nothing left to lose.Because I didn’t.My blade carved
Kaelen’s POV……The battlefield was still hours away, yet war already lived in my bones.I stood at the highest ridge overlooking the gathered forces—packs united under one banner, armor catching the pale light of the wounded sky. The earth groaned beneath us, as if it already knew how much blood it
Damien’s POV….The air before war always felt heavier than the battle itself.It clung to the lungs. Sat on the shoulders. Made every breath deliberate.I stood at the front of my troops as the last of the safe-pack convoys vanished beyond the wards. The land beneath my boots trembled faintly, a co







