MasukAria’s back, wrist, and waist ached as Kael pulled her from the ground. He dragged her in fury. He was so enraged, he didn’t care how hurt she was. Aria couldn’t protest, she only followed him as he pulled her. Her legs protested in pain as they hit the stony floor.
Deep in Aria’s stomach, there was a strange flutter as Kael touched her. That touch felt familiar. She searched her memories but found nothing. It felt… affectionate.
“No, not this, at least not now,” Aria thought.
She wasn’t ready for any feelings now. She didn’t need them. She was here for one purpose, but maybe Kael wasn’t the ruthless Alpha she came to kill.
Kael kept going. He had been watching her patiently for too long. He was ready to know who exactly she was and why she was there. His mind raced with curiosity.
His fingers burned as they met her skin. For a split second, he felt protective — but he shoved the thought aside.
He pulled her until he got to his chamber. He threw her in and slammed the door behind them.
Aria — though shaken by his push and her tired joints — stood still. Her head bowed. She had no clue why the Alpha had pulled her out in the middle of a trial he designed for her.
“Lift your gaze,” he commanded as he stepped close to Aria.
Aria looked up to meet his eyes fixed desperately on her. Her face remained straight, no smiles, no fear, no tears.
He closed the remaining space left between them. He sniffed around her hood, then he pulled it back and sniffed deep into her hair, yet he caught nothing.
“Who are you?” He yelled in frustration as he slammed his hand on his desk.
Aria stood unshaken.
“I’m Lyra Vane,” she responded.
Back in the hall, the tension still lingered in the air. Wolves were murmuring, all in awe of the Alpha’s sudden action.
At that moment, Darian stood, the Beta of the pack and Lucan’s father. He was the black wolf Aria hadn’t recognized earlier on the watch tower.
“Silence!” he ordered. “We all know the Alpha always has valid reasons for every one of his actions, and even if he doesn’t…he’s Alpha. You shouldn’t be murmuring about him and especially not in this hall, you are all senior wolves. You should know better.”
“I should check on him,” Selene said as she rushed down the tower and left the hall.
She was the silvery white wolf Aria hadn’t recognized earlier on the watch tower. She was Kael’s childhood friend and the rumored Luna, though they hadn’t mated yet. Selene knew almost everything that bothered Kael as he tended to share all his plans and worries with her, but she didn’t understand why he acted in that manner towards an insignificant new recruit.
Inside the Alpha’s quarters, Aria didn’t know what Kael wanted. She’d explained who she was and where she was from so many times but kael wasn’t buying it.
“What do you want here?” He asked her again for the umpteenth time.
“I’ve only come to join the Nightfang pack, fight alongside the soldiers and serve the Alpha,” Aria repeated again. Her tone calm though inside, she was tense, scared and insecure, but none of it showed on her face.
“What the hell does he want from me?”
Kael stood tall in front of Aria, his gaze fixed on her. He was searching for answers. He could have ordered that she be exiled but something in him felt protective yet insecure of her motives.
In the hallway strolled Selene. She was rushing down to Kael’s chamber. The last time she saw him that furious was when rogues attacked the pack two years back.
“Alright. Welcome to the Nightfangs,” Kael said as he stepped aside, motioning for Aria to leave his chamber.
“Thank you, Alpha.” Aria responded as she hurried out of his chamber. Tension lingered within her — especially the fear of being caught — but she remained unreadable.
As she stepped out she met the silvery white wolf — Selene — really close to the door. She walked past her hurriedly.
Selene hissed as she watched Aria vanish from the hallway. She was furious at the reason why Kael looked so enraged.
“Alpha.” Selene called unto Kael as she walked into his chamber.
Kael didn’t turn around, he didn’t need to, he knew Selene. Her scent was strong, just like that of lilies. Still confused and frustrated, Kael kept his gaze down.
“What’s wrong?” Selene asked as she moved close to Kael, she hung her right hand on his right shoulder. Her voice was calm and soothing.
Kael turned around, Selene’s hand moved to his temple, but he walked away. He stood at his table.
“There’s something about her.” He said.
“Is it worth your inner peace ?” Selene asked as she walked towards him. “What do you think about her?” she asked.
“She’s too good, her skills are really good. She is fast and strong. Too good to be trained by a rogue.” Kael responded.
“So is this a matter of admiration or…?” Selene pressed.
“Of course not, Snowfur.” Kael replied, teasing Selene with a nickname he had given her while they were still cubs.
“If you feel insecure about her, why don’t you get her exiled?” Selene asked as she rolled her eyes. She didn’t like to see Kael bothered and the fact that a worthless new recruit was the reason only annoyed her more.
“I’m not ready to exile her. At least not yet. She could be useful. I’ll keep an eye on her.” Kael said.
“Alright.” Selene didn’t want to press further. She was going to watch the new dog by herself.
“I should get going now, Lucan would be waiting.” Selene added as she closed the space between her and Kael.
She leaned in and breathed in his scent. She wrapped her hands around him, laid her head on his chest and listened to his heart beat. “Whoever this rogue is, she has to leave,” she thought, her hands stroking Kael’s back slowly.
Her silvery white fur a striking contrast to his brown fur. She loved Kael with all that was within her and she wouldn’t sit back and watch a new recruit steal his peace.
Kael exchanged the warm embrace and soon released his grip on Selene’s waist, forcing her to let go of him too.
Selene walked out and Kael sat at his table, with a thousand thoughts flooding his mind.
Four weeks had passed since the council’s judgment, and Nightfang had finally begun to breathe again. The air no longer stank of fear and blood. The pack yard buzzed with laughter, the clang of preparations, and the faint smell of roasting meat drifted through the morning mist. Tonight, they would crown their Luna, and welcome a new Beta. Inside the Luna’s chamber, Aria stood before the mirror, still trying to get used to the gold-threaded cloak draped over her shoulders. Her reflection stared back with calm strength, though the butterflies in her stomach refused to quiet down. Selene moved behind her, fussing with the pins in her hair. “Hold still, Luna,” she said, smiling. “If you keep turning your head, I’ll have to start all over.” “I still can’t believe I have to sit through another ceremony,” Aria muttered, her lips twitching. “Didn’t they crown Kael enough times already? The man’s probably exhausted from being celebrated.” Selene laughed softly. “You’re the one we’re celeb
The council hall was finally quiet.The guards had taken Beta Darian away, and the sound of his chains still seemed to echo faintly down the corridor. The elders had withdrawn to deliberate, leaving Kael and Aria alone for the first time in what felt like forever.Aria sat where she was, staring blankly at the floor. Her shoulders were still tense. Everything they’d said, everything they’d revealed, it was finally out. But instead of relief, she felt empty. Exhausted.Kael walked toward her and stopped in front of her chair. “You look like you’re trying to melt into the floor,” he said softly.Aria blinked up at him, her lips twitching. “I’m trying to remember how to breathe.”“Then you’re doing it wrong.” He reached down, his fingers brushing hers. “Here, breathe with me.”She rolled her eyes but obeyed, letting him pull her to her feet. His hands stayed firm on her waist, steadying her. “In,” he said. “Out. Again.”She huffed a quiet laugh. “You’re ridiculous.”“Maybe. But it’s work
The council hall was silent enough to hear a heartbeat. Torches flickered against stone walls, throwing restless shadows as Beta Darian stood before the elders. His chains clinked each time he shifted, a slow, metallic reminder of his fall.“Beta Darian,” Elder Rowan said, voice cutting through the hush. “You stand accused of treason, deceit, and the manipulation of war records. Before we pronounce judgment, you have one chance to speak.”Darian lifted his head. The proud line of his jaw was still there, though his eyes were hollow. “You want to know why I did it,” he said quietly. “Why I turned Nightfang against Silvermane. Why I turned this pack against its Alpha.”The words hung like frost.He exhaled, long and steady. “It began long before Kael wore the Alpha’s crest. Back when his parents ruled, Nightfang was strong, feared. Yet they allied with Silvermane.” His gaze flicked to Aria as she spoke. Kael caught sight of it and his grip instinctively tightened around her fingers. “
The council doors opened again, and three wolves stepped through under heavy guard.Selene. Laura. General Thorne.The hall shifted with a low murmur. Selene’s silver hair caught the light, her pale eyes sweeping the room until they froze on Kael. For a heartbeat, she forgot where she was.“Kael…” she whispered.Before the guards could stop her, she moved forward. Kael turned, and the tightness in his shoulders broke. He opened his arms, and she ran straight into them.“Snow,” he called softly, resting a hand on her back.Selene’s voice cracked. “You still call me that.”He gave a small smile. “You’ll always be Snow to me.”It was the first warmth the room had seen since the trial began. Even the Elders paused before clearing their throats and motioning for everyone to take their places.Elder Moren’s voice carried through the chamber. “Selene Darian, Laura Thorne, General Thorne, you were summoned to clarify matters concerning the fall of Nightfang and the accusations laid before thi
The night was still when the sound of hooves broke through the courtyard.Laura turned from the foot of the watchtower, a bottle of water in her hand. Torches flared along the wall as armored wolves in the Council’s crest rode through the gate. For a heartbeat she couldn’t breathe, no one ever came from the Council at night.Their leader dismounted first. “By order of the High Council of Elders,” he announced, voice sharp and steady, “we seek Selene Darian and General Thorne of Nightfang.”Laura’s fingers went numb. “General Thorne?” she echoed, the bottle slipping and shattering at her feet. “He’s… he’s my father.”The soldier looked her over, surprised. “Then you’ll take us to him.”She hesitated only a second before nodding. “This way.”They followed her across the courtyard, boots striking the stone floor in rhythm. The air smelled of smoke and iron. Two guards at the prison gates shifted uneasily when they saw the Council insignia.Laura squared her shoulders. “Open it,” she sai
The Council chamber was quiet again. The last echo of Beta Darian’s voice still hung in the air, his denial sharp, his arrogance clear. But now, all eyes turned toward Kael and Aria as Elder Moren lifted a hand.“You said you wished to speak,” he said, his tone grave. “Now is the time.”Kael gave a short nod, then looked at Aria. The gesture was small but steady, an invitation. She stepped forward.Her palms were damp, but her voice didn’t shake. “I came into Nightfang under a false name. I didn’t do it to deceive the Alpha or his people. I only came seeking proof, proof of what really happened to my pack.”A murmur passed through the Council. Elder Thalia leaned forward slightly, eyes narrowing. “Your pack… Silvermane?”“Yes.” Aria nodded. “Silvermane was wiped out years ago. I was the only one who survived. I needed to know why.”She paused, then continued quietly, “When I arrived in Nightfang, I didn’t tell anyone who I was. I just wanted to find traces of Silvermane in their archi







