MasukThe name news barely left Rhyden’s lips when something shifted behind Darius.Seraphina.She stepped forward before Darius could say anything, her heart already racing, not in fear this time, but in something else. Something desperate. Something familiar.“Let them in,” Darius said firmly.Rhyden nodded and left at once.Darius turned slightly, but before he could speak, Seraphina was already moving toward the door.“Seraphina”“Thank goodness Sarah is here,” she said quickly, her voice unsteady but certain.That alone made him pause.Moments later, the doors opened.And when Seraphina saw her...She did not hesitate.“Sarah!”She ran.Across the open space, past the guards, past everything that had weighed her down just moments ago.Sarah barely had time to react before Seraphina reached her and threw her arms around her tightly.“Seraphina.....”But Seraphina was already crying.It broke out of her all at once, like everything she had been holding back had finally found a place to f
The journey back felt longer than it should have.The road stretched ahead, familiar in every way, yet heavy with something that had nothing to do with distance. The sound of hooves striking the earth echoed in a steady rhythm, but it did little to ease the weight pressing down on Darius’s thoughts.Beside him, Rhyden rode in silence at first, his posture alert, his senses sharp as always. But even his vigilance could not mask the tension that followed them from the meeting.After a while, he urged his horse forward until he was riding alongside Darius.“You did not respond.”Darius kept his gaze ahead.“There was nothing to say.”Rhyden frowned slightly.“There was everything to say.”Darius’s grip tightened around the reins.“Not there.”Rhyden studied him.“You held back.”“Yes.”“That is not like you.”Darius exhaled slowly.“Kieran warned me.”Rhyden’s expression sharpened.“About what?”Darius turned his head slightly.“Traitors.”The word settled heavily between them.Rhyden st
One week came by too quickly.What had felt like a distant confrontation now stood directly before him.Darius did not rush his preparation that morning. Every movement was deliberate, controlled, though beneath that control was a storm waiting to rise. The memory of the last meeting had not faded. If anything, it had sharpened his awareness.This time, he would not walk in unprepared.Rhyden stood just outside, fully recovered, his strength restored far quicker than expected. The marks of his previous injuries were still faintly visible, but they no longer slowed him.“You should not be going alone,” Rhyden said.Darius stepped out, adjusting his sleeve.“I am not.”Rhyden nodded once, falling into step beside him. A few selected guards joined them, each one chosen for loyalty and skill.No words were wasted as they began the journey.The silence between them was not empty. It was filled with readiness.By the time they approached the meeting grounds, the atmosphere had already chang
The night felt heavier than usual.Not because of noise or danger, but because of what remained unsaid.Darius walked slowly back toward his chamber, Rhyden’s words was leaving rent free in his mind with every step.Trust is everything.He had faced enemies without hesitation. Fought battles without fear. Made decisions that carried the weight of lives without faltering.But this…This felt different.Harder.Because it was not about strength.It was about honesty.And honesty, in this moment, felt like the most dangerous thing of all.When he pushed the chamber doors open, Seraphina was awake.She was seated near the window again, wrapped in a soft cloth, her posture calm, but her eyes thoughtful.Waiting.She turned the moment she heard him.“You were gone for a while.”Darius closed the door behind him.“I went to see Rhyden.”She nodded slowly.“How is he?”“He will be discharged tomorrow.”A faint smile touched her lips.“That is good.”Silence followed.Darius remained standing
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 southern fields stretched wide beneath the morning sun, golden and endless.Sarah moved through them alone.Her hands were blistered from gripping the scythe. Sweat clung to her brow. Dirt stained the hem of her dress. Wolves passed occasionally, some watching, some whispering, none offering he
The air in the pack house was heavy long before the council assembled.The scent of blood still lingered in the wind from the night before. It clung to the stone walls, to the guards’ armor, to the very breath of the wolves who had carried their fallen brothers home.Seraphina stood beside Darius a
The news spread before sunrise.An envoy from Iron Ridge had stood at their gates and looked upon their Luna.That alone was enough to stir the pack into restless vigilance.By midmorning, another message arrived. Then another. Some came sealed with wax and formal crests. Others arrived through sil
Darius had faced enemies stronger than himself.He had faced rival Alphas, blood-soaked battlefields, betrayals that could have shattered a weaker leader.But standing in his chamber with Seraphina looking at him like that, hurt already forming in her eyes, it felt worse than any battlefield.“What







