LOGINCaelum's POVThe silence lingered long after the gates had closed. None of us moved.I stared at the village, my hand resting on the hilt of my sword."Did he" Aria began. "Just point at Nyra?" I finished.She nodded slowly. "I thought I imagined it."Nyra's face had gone pale. "I've never seen that man before.""You know him?" I asked.She shook her head immediately. "No, I swear I don't."I believed her and the confusion in her eyes was genuine.Still... The way the old man had looked at her made my instincts tense up.He hadn't looked surprised at all, he had looked certain as if he'd been waiting. "We've come this far," I said quietly."We can't turn back now."Neither of them argued.Together, we walked down the winding path toward the village.As we approached, I noticed how small it really was.The stone wall surrounding it was barely twice my height, patched in several places with rough timber where age had begun to wear it away.A wooden sign hung beside the entrance, faded
Caelum's POVThe mountains seemed endless.Three days had passed since we left General Rowan's city, and every path looked the same, rocky trails winding through thick forests, towering cliffs that scraped the clouds, and rivers so cold they numbed our feet whenever we crossed them.The excitement of the journey had long disappeared. Now it was simply exhausting.I adjusted the strap of my pack and looked over my shoulder. "Still alive?"Aria groaned dramatically. "Barely."She flopped onto a large rock beside the trail."My legs are officially protesting."Nyra walked past without slowing. "You've complained every hour since sunrise.""Because we've been walking every hour since sunrise!"I laughed quietly. "You wanted adventure.""I wanted adventure," Aria corrected, "not to become adventure."Nyra rolled her eyes, though I noticed the corners of her lips twitch.It was the closest she'd come to smiling all morning."Come on," I said. "If we keep moving, we'll reach the next valley
Luna 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
Louis’s POV…… The forest was quiet and getting dark, my throat hurt from where damien had choked me. Damien walked beside me, his steps slower than usual, his shoulders were tense beneath the weight of everything he wasn’t telling me. I remember his loss of control, my fear, the bite I’d used
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







