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THE RUIN OF OBSIDIAN
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2026-05-20 18:13:27Chapter 8: The Ruin of Obsidian
The air in the Obsidian Pack hall turned to liquid ice.
Alpha Jaxon’s breath hitched. The suffocating pressure radiating from King Dmitry Rurik was a physical weight, forcing every werewolf in the room to their knees. Only Natalia remained standing, her newly awakened Lycan aura thrumming silently beneath her skin, acting as a shield against the King's overwhelming dominance.
Dmitry didn't look at Jaxon. His piercing grey eyes were locked onto Natalia. He took in her torn clothes, the remnants of the silver chains on the floor, and the faint, silvery tracks of healed burns on her skin.
A low, guttural growl vibrated in the King's chest. The sound shook the very foundations of the room.
"Who did this?" Dmitry’s voice was dangerously calm, yet it carried the promise of execution.
Jaxon swallowed hard, forcing himself to speak through the crushing pressure. "Your Majesty... she is a criminal. A ruined wolf. She attacked my future Luna, her own sister—"
"Silence," Dmitry commanded. The word hit Jaxon like a physical blow, slamming his head against the marble floor. "I asked a question, Alpha. I did not ask for your lies."
Dmitry stepped forward, his dark cloak billowing behind him. He stopped inches from Natalia. To anyone else, the Lycan King was a monster of myth, but as he looked down at her, Natalia felt no fear. Her inner wolf—no, her queen—purred at his proximity.
He reached out a gloved hand, gently cupping her jaw. His thumb brushed over her flawless skin where a deep silver burn had been just minutes prior.
"You are a Lycan," Dmitry murmured, his eyes flashing a brilliant, molten gold. "And you belong to no Alpha."
Before Natalia could answer, the heavy double doors of the hall burst open. Cheryl rushed in, her face pale but her eyes wide with desperate ambition. Seeing the King, she immediately threw herself to the floor, forcing out crocodile tears.
"Your Majesty! Please, save us!" Cheryl sobbed, pointing a trembling finger at Natalia. "That monster tried to kill me! She is cursed! Jaxon was only trying to protect our pack from her dark magic. Look at how her wounds healed—she is a witch!"
Jaxon caught onto the lifeline. "Yes, Your Majesty! She was completely burned by silver, and now she stands healed. It is unnatural!"
Dmitry didn't even look back at them. A cold, mocking smirk touched his lips. "Unnatural? To a weak, ignorant wolf, perhaps. But to a Lycan, it is a birthright."
He turned slowly, his gaze sweeping over Jaxon and Cheryl as if they were insects.
"You used royal silver on a Lycan Queen," Dmitry declared, his voice echoing through the hall like thunder. "By royal decree, the Obsidian Pack is under immediate lockdown. No one enters. No one leaves. My enforcers will dismantle this territory piece by piece until every drop of blood spilled here is accounted for."
"You can't do this!" Jaxon snapped, desperation making him foolish. He forced himself to his feet, his Alpha claws extending. "This is my pack! She is my rejected mate! I have the right to punish—"
In a blur of lethal speed, Dmitry closed the distance.
Before Jaxon could even raise his hands, Dmitry’s grip closed around Jaxon’s throat. He lifted the Alpha off the ground with a single hand, choking off his words. The sound of Jaxon's neck bones straining filled the silent room. Cheryl shrieked, scrambling backward in terror.
"You lost your rights the moment you touched what is mine," Dmitry growled into Jaxon’s face.
With a dismissive flick of his wrist, Dmitry threw Jaxon across the room. The Alpha crashed into the heavy oak banquet table, shattering it into splinters, and lay unconscious in the debris.
Dmitry turned back to Natalia. The lethal aura vanished, replaced by an intense, burning protectiveness. Without a word, he stepped forward, scooped her up into his arms, and tucked her securely against his chest.
Natalia’s head rested against his shoulder. For the first time in her life, she felt safe. As Dmitry carried her out of the ruined pack house into the cool night air, she knew the Obsidian Pack was dead to her.
Her reign was about to begin.
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