ログインThe tension in the hall did not break into violence.It came close.Too close.Darius had already taken another step forward, his aura pressing heavily against the others, his control hanging by a fragile thread. The air itself seemed to tighten, thick with power, instinct, and the promise of bloodshed.Then a firm hand caught his arm.“Darius.”Alpha Kieran’s voice was steady, low, but filled with authority.Darius did not look at him immediately.His eyes were still locked on the Alpha who had spoken against Seraphina, anger burning in them like a fire that refused to be contained.“Let go,” Darius said quietly.Kieran did not.“This is what they want.”That made Darius pause.Only slightly.But enough.Kieran stepped closer, lowering his voice further.“If you lose control here, you prove their point.”Silence stretched between them.The tension in Darius’s body remained, his wolf close to the surface, restless, demanding release.“They insulted her,” Darius said, his voice tight.
Even as night settled over the pack and silence took hold of the grounds, Darius returned late.The journey back from the human cities had been swift, but his mind had not rested. The progress of the school had been secured. Materials chosen carefully. Plans set into motion. Yet none of it eased the feeling that something was already shifting beyond his control.As he stepped into the pack gate, a guard approached immediately, bowing his head.“My Alpha.”Darius stopped.“What is it?”The guard extended a sealed letter.“This arrived not long ago. It was marked urgent.”Darius took it, his eyes narrowing slightly as he recognized the seal pressed into the wax.An Alpha gathering.He broke it open without hesitation and read through it quickly.His expression darkened.Ken, who had just entered behind him, noticed.“That does not look good.”Darius folded the letter slowly.“It is not.”Ken stepped closer.“What is it?”“All Alphas have been summoned.”Ken’s brows drew together.“For w
The calm that settled over the pack in the days that followed felt almost too perfect.As though peace itself was forcing its presence.Seraphina noticed it in everything. In the way the warriors trained with just a little more intensity than usual. In the way conversations hushed when she passed. In the way even laughter felt… careful.She sat outside that morning beneath the wide canopy of an old tree, the soft breeze brushing gently against her skin. It was one of the few places she felt she could breathe without the walls closing in.Maera stood beside her as always, silent, watchful.Two additional guards were standing a short distance away.Seraphina glanced at them briefly, then sighed.“You see?” she said softly. “I cannot even sit outside without an audience.”Maera did not react.“You are not just anyone anymore.”Seraphina smiled faintly.“I never was just anyone.”“That is true,” Maera replied.Seraphina leaned back slightly, her hand resting over her stomach.“The pack kn
The night after Darius’s confession felt like a very special day.Something had shifted between them.Not in a way that was loud or overwhelming, but in a quiet, undeniable way. The air in their chamber felt warmer, more intimate, as though the walls themselves had witnessed something sacred and chosen to hold it close.Seraphina sat near the window, wrapped in a light shawl, her fingers tracing absent patterns along the fabric. Her thoughts drifted back to the night before, to the way Darius had looked at her, to the way his voice had softened when he said those words.I love you.A faint smile touched her lips.She had always felt it.But hearing it…It felt so different and she's having butterflies in her stomach each time she thinks about it.Her hand moved instinctively to her stomach, resting there gently.“You heard him too, didn’t you?” she said softly.A knock at the door startled her.Seraphina lifted her gaze.“Come in.”The door opened slowly, and Ken stepped inside.He pa
The morning came softly and calm.Within the pack, whispers had begun to spread.The Luna was with child, how comes nobody knew about it.It was not spoken loudly, not yet announced, but the signs were there. The careful way Seraphina moved, the constant presence of Maera at her side, the way the pack doctor visited more frequently than before.And now, something more.Seraphina sat in her chamber, a light shawl draped over her shoulders as she watched the morning light stretch across the room. Her hand rested gently over her stomach, a habit she had not realized she had formed.The door opened quietly.A woman stepped in.She was older, her presence calm and steady, her eyes observant but kind.Maera followed behind her.“My Luna,” Maera said, “this is Liora. She will be attending to you from now on.”Seraphina looked at the woman with curiosity.“A midwife?”Liora inclined her head respectfully.“Yes, my Luna.”Seraphina smiled faintly.“That will not be necessary all the time.”Lio
Morning came gently.Soft light filtered through the chamber windows, casting a warm glow across the room. Seraphina stirred slowly, her body still adjusting to the careful rest she had been forced to accept.For a moment, she simply lay still.Then she opened her eyes.Darius was not beside her.That was not unusual.But something about the quiet in the room made her pause.She sat up slowly, placing a hand lightly over her stomach, taking a steady breath before rising to her feet.Maera was already there.“You are awake,” Maera said calmly.Seraphina smiled faintly.“Yes.”“You should remain resting.”“I have rested enough for now,” Seraphina replied gently.Maera did not argue, but her watchful gaze remained.“I want to visit my father again,” Seraphina added.Maera nodded.“I will go with you.”The walk to the guest quarters was calm, the pack grounds quieter than usual. Wolves moved about respectfully, many lowering their heads slightly as Seraphina passed.There was admiration i
The Convergence grounds had not changed.Stone pillars still rose in a wide circle, ancient markings carved deep into their surfaces—symbols of unity, of law, of wars long ended and grudges never fully buried. The air itself felt heavy with memory, thick with the presence of power that did not belo
The darkness in Seraphina’s chamber felt wrong.Not the gentle kind that came with nightfall, nor the quiet hush that usually followed battle. This darkness pressed in, heavy and watchful, as if it had weight and intent. The hearth, moments ago warm and alive, had gone cold far too quickly.The fir
Seraphina sensed it before she heard it.Not the familiar pull of the bond. Not the ever-present awareness of the pack moving around her. This feeling was lighter, almost fragile—like a thread from a life she had once lived tugging gently at her heart.She was seated near the tall window in her cha
Morning arrived slowly, almost cautiously, as though the world itself was afraid to disturb what rested within the stone walls of the keep.Soft sunlight spilled through the tall windows of Seraphina’s chamber, warming the furs and brushing her skin with gentle light. The air carried the faint scen







