LOGIN"Amara, get your dirty paws off that sacred stage right now!" someone shouts fiercely from the center row.The loud shout pierces straight through the air, and in less than three seconds, the whole crowd of warriors takes up the chant. Their voices rise together in a giant, unified alpha roar, demanding that Amara leave the building.If Luciano’s huge disgrace hadn't erupted first, Amara’s bad forgery might have drawn nothing more than a few mean smirks and side-eyes from the elders. But with everyone's tempers already flaring hot, the alliance audience turns completely vicious.Amara’s close connection to Alpha Merritt—the notorious underworld mafia leader of the city packs—usually keeps regular wolves completely quiet. No low-ranking wolf ever dares to stir up trouble with a pup who lives under Merritt's heavy protection. But Luciano’s total disaster stirred the crowd into such a crazy frenzy that their wolves do not care about Merritt's name anymore. They just want Amara out of the
RAPHA OKOYE POV"Pack Enforcers, drag this lying fraud out of our territory lines right now!" Elder Clement Morgan roars into the microphone, his chest heaving with true pack anger as Luciano is pulled away in heavy silver chains.Ethan Brooks walks right behind them, his boots thumping hard against the stone floor as he goes to tell the grand alpha council every single dark secret about the mafia map industry.The entire Alpha Hall looks like a brutal battlefield now. Just a few minutes ago, the crazy crowd of guards and fighters completely lost their minds. They started throwing anything their claws could grab—sticky juice bottles, half-eaten wild apples, and even a heavy leather combat boot. It was open hunting season on Luciano's face.But the most wild part of the whole storm? Some powerful alpha from a rich clan actually threw a shining diamond ring right onto the stage! I stare at the glittering stone where it sits on the wood, sparkling like a funny sign of too many pack resou
As soon as Ethan lifts the metal mic, a freezing silence sweeps through the Alpha Hall. Every single face turns toward his frame, waiting for the strike.Ethan draws in a slow, deep breath into his lungs before letting the words pour out of his teeth. "A decade ago, my boots walked out of the Valoria Ridge Art Academy as the top graduate of the bloodline. Alpha Rosa was my supreme hero. My wolf had big dreams, ready to change the battle maps of the world—until that dirty scumbag Luciano blindsided my life. Luciano was absolutely nothing back then. He was just a low-ranking, broke security guard watching the academy gates, barely able to read the pack laws! But he conned his way into my house, got close to my little sister, then kidnapped her and took disgusting, blackmail photos of her naked body!"Ethan’s voice falters, his jaw locking tight as his chest shakes to keep his wolf from shifting.Loud gasps ripple through the guards like a wave of pure disbelief."Wait—the president was
RAPHA OKOYE POV"Master Rosa, our entire alliance bows to your claws for bringing honor to the Valoria Ridge battlefield map competition," Elder Clement Morgan says, his deep voice carrying across the heavy stone pillars of the Alpha Hall.He bends his spine low in front of my training tracksuit, his silver alpha rings catching the bright lights. His words land like a final death sentence on Luciano’s rank, leaving no room for any more dirty lies. The crowd of mafia guards does not scream this time. They just let out low humps of awe, their heads nodding fast."My nose knew it," a scarred capo whispers from the second row. "The high panel would never mistake the scent of the supreme commander's ink.""Since Elder Morgan confirmed the mark, Luciano's fangs have nothing left to bite," another fighter grunts.Over by the wooden pillars, Amara Mensah’s face turns completely white as his last hope dies. Hot jealousy burns like silver acid inside his chest. He cannot accept that a garbage r
RAPHA OKOYE"What is that supposed to mean, Luca?" Luciano screams, his face turning completely red with anger. "How exactly am I a fake leader here?"Master Luca does not blink his eyes. He just lifts a grey eyebrow and lets out a mean, short laugh. "Come on, Luciano. Your inner wolf knows exactly what dirty tricks you played across the borders. Why are you acting so dumb now?"Luciano seethes with pure rage, his big chest moving up and down. Luca just leans back against the wooden pillars, looking completely relaxed and happy. His mocking eyes look down on Luciano like a heavy rock, making it very hard for the president to breathe.Luciano shifts his boots uncomfortably on the stone floor. He wonders if his dark secrets finally slipped out to the other packs. No, that is impossible. He covered every single track in the territory. The ghost painter he keeps locked away to draw his maps is totally paralyzed with fear. That poor wolf is far too scared to ever open his mouth to the high
"You!" Luciano screams, his chest heaving up and down as his face turns completely purple with rage. "Master Wilde, my claws have held back out of respect for your high reputation and old age in the packs! But do not test my patience any further, or I won't bother with nice words next time!""I don't give a damn about your nice words," Luca retorts instantly. "You think Amara’s piece deserves the champion crown? Fine. Let's see what the rest of the judging panel thinks about it."As dangerous sparks fly between the two old wolves, the host stands completely frozen between them. He looks caught between deep awe and total panic, his hands shaking as he decides whether to run away or let the storm blow the hall apart. Snapping out of his daze at Luca’s sharp command, the host scrambles to regain control of the stage, ushering the other high judges forward to cast their final votes.NARRATOR POV: RAPHA OKOYEThe entire panel of pack judges, just like old Luca, are complete fanatics when i
RAPHA OKOYE"Get up and act like you are dead," I whisper to myself, keeping my eyes shut tight.The heavy wood door of the luxury suite clicks shut, and I finally open my eyes. I am lying flat on my back on a massive velvet bed inside Valoria Ridge, staring up at the stone ceiling—a dark, bitter l
RAPHA OKOYE"Look at how beautiful they are together," a young beta wolf whispers from the front row as Amara steps onto the central stage, his pure white ceremonial tunic catching the light of the iron torches like glowing stardust. Amara holds his chin high with the absolute pride of an elite maf
RAPHA OKOYE"You must be feeling pretty miserable knowing Raylan is about to mark my wolf," Amara taunts through the speaker, clearly savoring the fake heartbreak vibrating through my line. I can hear the smug, ugly smile stretching across his face as he continues, "If your pathetic wolf still thin
Looking down at my body curled up flat beneath him, small and flushed completely red, Seth lets out a low, gravelly purr against my neck. "Omega, your wolf seems so eager tonight. Wouldn't it be an insult to the moon if I left your den disappointed?"His heavy head dips lower, his lips moving strai







