LOGINThe Seer’s warning stayed in my mind like a cold shadow.The Moon Feast was only three days away. On that night, the pack would gather under the violet moonlight to renew their oaths and honor their ancestors. If Tanya used the Shard of the Void during the ceremony, she wouldn’t just reveal that Leo Kael was alive but also his powers.She would force it to awaken in front of the entire pack.Every Elder. Every Beta. Every warrior.They wouldn’t see a child.They would see a threat.I returned to the nursery with my thoughts spinning. Killian was still locked in his study, buried in reports and memories of the woman he trusted for most of his life.The same woman who was preparing to destroy him.If Killian refused to see the truth, then I would have to act without him.Quietly.Carefully.“Rachel,” I whispered.I pulled the nurse aside into the far corner of the nursery. Leo slept peacefully in his cradle, unaware of the danger closing around him.Rachel frowned when she saw my face.
I felt the cold in the fortress inside of my bones.Every time I passed Tanya in the corridors, her silence felt dangerous. She didn’t glare or speak anymore. She simply walked past me with calm, steady steps, as if nothing had changed. She had changed.I could feel it.And deep down, I knew she was waiting for the right moment to drag my son into the open.“Killian, you have to listen to me,” I said that evening.We were in his study. The fire burned low in the hearth. Papers and reports were spread across his desk.But Killian barely looked at them.He looked tired. The hard mask he wore as Alpha seemed worn down by sleepless nights.“She was in the nursery,” I continued. “She saw the light. She already knows something is wrong, and she’s talking to Harek. If she exposes Leo Kael, the pack won’t just turn against me.”My voice tightened.“They’ll turn against you too for hiding the child of a Void King.”Killian didn’t respond right away. He kept writing in the ledger in front of h
Something in the Midnight Moon had changed.The air no longer carried the clean scent of mountain snow. Instead, it felt heavy, like a storm waiting to break. Killian’s public rebuke of Tanya had split the fortress into quiet sides. On one side stood the Alpha and the woman he had claimed. On the other stood the growing group of traditionalists who believed the old ways were being threatened.Tanya didn’t hide after what happened in the Great Hall.She didn’t lock herself away or show weakness.Instead, she moved through the fortress with a calm that was almost unsettling. She spent long hours in the lower barracks and in the old halls where the elders gathered. She no longer acted like the loud, commanding leader everyone knew. Now she spoke softly, carefully, like someone planting seeds.Seeds that would grow later.One afternoon I stood in the gallery above the training grounds and watched her from a distance. She sat beside Harek near the far wall. They weren’t arguing. They were
The morning sun spilled across the stone floor in a cold, sharp beam. I woke to the quiet sound of the heavy oak door closing.Killian was already gone.But this time the room didn’t feel empty. The warmth of the night before still lingered in the sheets. His words echoed in my mind—you are my only peace. The memory settled inside my chest like a quiet promise.I dressed slowly in a charcoal gown, taking my time as I tied the ribbons at my waist. Rachel’s words repeated in my head like a steady rhythm.Be his peace.I paused in front of the mirror and brushed my hair back from my face. The woman staring back at me looked different from the one who had arrived at this fortress months ago. I wasn’t just surviving anymore.I was holding the center of a storm.But the moment I stepped into the hallway, that fragile calm disappeared.The fortress felt tense.Warriors stood in small groups, whispering to each other. Servants moved quickly through the corridors, their heads lowered. The sce
Killian entered the pack grounds close to midnight. The courtyard was a mess of confused soldiers and stabled horses, the air thick with the scent of spent adrenaline and confusion. He didn’t stop to give a debriefing.He didn’t stop to speak to the Elders who were waiting in the Great Hall for news of the "invasion." He moved like a shadow through the corridors, his face a mask of cold, jagged fury.Tanya had taken him on a goose chase. She had used his duty as a leash, and the realization was a bitter, metallic taste in his mouth.He went straight to his chambers to wash the scent of the mountain and the "torture" of Tanya's confession from his skin. The cold water did nothing to soothe the fire in his chest, but it steadied his hands. Minutes later, he pushed open the door to my room.I was sitting at the vanity, my back to the door, slowly combing my hair. The sound of the brush was the only thing keeping my own nerves steady. When the door clicked, I turned toward him and offere
The fortress fell into chaos.Warriors rushed for their armor, steel clanging against stone as they ran through the halls. Orders were shouted, boots pounded on the stairs, and the vanguard prepared for a battle that didn’t exist.I stood by the narrow nursery window, my heart heavy, watching the last of the riders disappear into the dark mountain pass.Killian was gone.Called away by the woman who had spent years standing at his side… and now standing between us.The room felt too quiet after the noise outside. Too small.I sank into the rocking chair, the wood creaking softly beneath me. For a moment, I felt like I didn’t belong here at all, like I was just a shadow again, drifting through a place that wasn’t mine.“He will come back, Elara.”The voice startled me. My hand flew to my chest as I turned.Rachel stood beside the cradle, her face lit by the low fire. She didn’t look panicked like the others. Just tired. Strands of her hair had slipped loose, falling around her face.







