LOGINIrene's POVThe Pack grounds came into view just as the sun began to set.I stopped at the tree line. Hidden in shadow. The concealment cloak wrapped tight around me.Everything looked different.Guard towers that hadn't existed befo
Irene's POVI woke to find the old woman packing supplies into a worn leather bag.My heart jumped. "What are you doing?""Preparing for your departure." She didn't look up from her work. "Your ribs have healed. The burns are closed. Your strength has returned. There's no reason to keep you here any longer."
Irene's POVThe old woman moved like water.Fluid. Effortless. Despite her age and weathered appearance, she demonstrated the combat technique with a grace that took my breath away."You're telegraphing your strikes," she said, circling me in the small clearing outside the cave. "Your shoulders tense before you move. Any experienced fighter will see it coming."
Irene's POVThe days blurred together in the cave.Wake. Eat the bland porridge the old woman made. Drink bitter herbal tea. Sleep. Repeat.Slowly, painfully, my body knitted itself back together.The burns on my back stopped weeping
Irene's POVPain woke me.Sharp and insistent, radiating from my ribs with every shallow breath. My head throbbed. My limbs felt like lead.I tried to open my eyes. The light hurt. Everything hurt.Where was I?
Karson's POVThe war room smelled like blood and smoke.Maps covered every surface. Battle reports stacked in messy piles. Half-empty coffee cups scattered across tables. Nobody had slept properly in days."They're regrouping near the eastern ridge," Ken reported, pointing at the map. "Approximately sixty wolves. Mixed forces from Shadow Pack and Iron Claw."
The visitor arrived without warning.A convoy of black vehicles rolled through the gates just after noon, bearing the silver crescent emblem of the Moonlight Pack. Guards scrambled to intercept them, but the lead car had already parked in the main courtyard.Alpha Nathaniel stepped out.He was olde
Irene's POVKen didn't ask questions.When I showed him the passage in my mother's diary and described the moonveil petals, he simply nodded and said he would find them. Three hours later, he returned with a small pouch of dried silvery-blue flowers."They grow near the eastern waterfall," he expla
Irene's POVThe answer had been in my mother's diary all along.I sat in my room, the worn leather journal spread open before me, reading the same passage for the fifth time. My heart pounded harder with each word. The candlelight flickered, casting dancing shadows across the yellowed pages.The fo
Irene's POVThe messenger came during breakfast.A young omega, nervous and fidgeting, approached our table with downcast eyes. She looked like she would rather be anywhere else in the world than standing before us with whatever news she carried."Alpha Karson." She bowed low. "Miss Lexie sent me.







