Two days had passed, and Cara had been almost completely confined to her room. Each day, she was provided with three meals that were both rich and delicious. She also received beautiful dresses made from an incredibly soft material - something the servants referred to as “fabric” - to replace her torn and ragged animal-hide clothing. But whenever she tried to step outside, the two warriors guarding her door would immediately stop her and gently advise,
“Miss, the Alpha has ordered that you stay in the room and await his arrangements.” Cara was growing increasingly restless. She had come here to find Gray Wolf, not to be locked up and wait around for orders from someone she didn’t even know. She didn’t like the Dark Eclipse pack, nor the way they treated her like an outsider and looked at her with suspicion. She wanted to leave this place and continue her journey to find her mate. But what could she do? There were too many of them, and the poison in her body was almost depleted after two months of trekking through the forest. Cara kept thinking, searching for a way to escape. She quietly observed the guards outside her door, memorizing the timing of their shift changes. She strained to hear footsteps in the hallway, trying to estimate how many people were nearby. Alpha Gerano still had no intention of meeting the daughter he had been separated from for seventeen years. And although Cara lacked nothing in terms of food and clothing, she was being treated like a true prisoner. By the fifth day, she decided to risk everything on a single escape attempt. Early that morning, when the two warriors opened the door to bring in her meal, Cara seized the moment and threw a handful of pale blue powder at them. The powder quickly dispersed into the air, and within seconds, the two warriors began to feel their bodies grow heavy and their limbs lose strength. One of them staggered against the wall, while the other tried to reach for his weapon, but it was too late. Cara wasted no time. She dashed out, slipping past the collapsing guards and sprinting down the hallway. She didn’t know exactly where the exit was, but if she could just get out of the pack house, she could use the dense forest terrain to her advantage and escape. But she hadn’t made it far when the alarm horn sounded. The thunder of footsteps echoed across the marble floor, and in the blink of an eye, a group of warriors appeared ahead, blocking her path. “Miss, please return to your room. The Alpha has forbidden you from leaving the pack house,” one of them barked. Ever since entering the territory of the Dark Eclipse pack, Cara had barely spoken a word, so no one even knew her name. Cara clenched her fists. She knew she wasn’t strong enough to face off directly against a group of powerful warriors, but this wasn’t the time for hesitation. She pulled out the last dose of poison hidden on her body and quickly flung it into the air. A cloud of red powder immediately spread through the space. Everyone who inhaled it - except for Cara - began to stagger, their breathing growing heavy before collapsing one by one. Others farther away, horrified by Cara’s actions. They cried out in fear, “A witch! She’s a witch!” Those who hadn't yet been affected by the powder quickly backed away, their eyes filled with wariness and alarm. “The Alpha’s daughter is a witch! Quick, bring the Alpha here!” Cara hadn’t made it far when Alpha Gerano himself arrived, flanked by a team of warriors who surrounded her. “You’re a witch, are you?” he asked coldly, his voice low and sharp, his eyes flashing with a mix of wariness and disgust. Cara didn’t answer. She felt utterly hopeless. In her current state, with no poison left to protect herself, escaping this place was impossible. Receiving no reply, Alpha Gerano’s expression darkened in fury. He waved his hand and gave the order for his warriors to seize her. Believing her to be a witch, the warriors were clearly wary. But an Alpha’s command was absolute, and they had no choice but to charge in despite the danger. Surprisingly, the capture turned out to be much easier than they had expected. Cara struggled fiercely as strong hands grabbed hold of her. She bit her lip, trying to break free, but it was useless. Her strength was no match for the well-trained wolves of the Dark Eclipse pack. She was shoved hard to the floor, her arms yanked behind her back. Alpha Gerano stepped up in front of her, his leopard-skin boots nearly brushing her nose. He looked down at her from above, his eyes narrowing with an overpowering air of authority. “Why did you try to run?” Cara lifted her head, her eyes blazing with hatred as she stared at him. A low, furious growl escaped her throat. “Let me go!” she said, enunciating each word with clear defiance. Too familiar. That look, those eyes were exactly like Elisa’s, and the hatred behind them was just as intense. Alpha Gerano felt his chest tighten, a storm of emotions surging within him, pain, anger, frustration. A violent urge rose inside him, a desire to destroy the defiant she-wolf before him. But she was his daughter. The daughter of Elisa. He couldn’t kill her. “Lock her in her room. Double the guards. No one is to go near her unless I give the order,” he commanded in a cold, firm voice. Cara was immediately dragged along the marble hallway, back to the room where she had been imprisoned for the past five days. The heavy wooden door slammed shut behind her, the echo reverberating like a sentence being passed. She collapsed to the floor, fists clenched tightly, her stormy gray-blue eyes burning with fury. Her chest rose and fell violently, as if it might burst from the pressure inside her. Alpha Gerano stood before the now-sealed room, his expression dark and terrifying. “Elisa, you would rather live as a wild wolf, die alone and forgotten in the wilderness, than become the mistress of an Alpha. Now, I will imprison your daughter for life, let her pay the price for your betrayal.” ** Author’s note: A weak omega, with no poisons left as weapons—how will Cara ever escape her father’s imprisonment?This time, it was Lyra who took the initiative to walk toward Raven. Seeing that silly, stunned yet blissful smile on his face, she couldn’t help but let the corners of her lips curl into a gentle smile, a soft chuckle slipping out.She never expected Raven would return to this place once again, coming all the way to the misty valley just to find her.The moment she heard he was waiting at the border of their territory, waiting for Ivyshade’s people to lead him into the valley, the thin layer of ice that had wrapped around her heart for so many years finally melted.She didn’t want to run away anymore.She wanted to accept him, accept the fated mate destiny had arranged for her. Accept the father of the child growing inside her.Lyra gently placed a hand on her belly, her gaze as soft as an autumn lake, lips curling into a teasing smirk,“Aren’t you going to greet your little puppy?”Raven didn’t even let her finish the sentence before nodding fiercely, eyes lighting up like the stars
Six months later.The early morning in Moonshade Valley was as peaceful as ever.A thin layer of mist gently blanketed the distant mountain slopes. The sun had yet to rise fully, with only soft golden rays filtering through the leaves, casting a silky glow over rooftops and treetops. The air was crisp, the vegetation soaked in dew, and the faint fragrance of wildflowers drifted along the breeze, carrying the distinct scent of this land, shrouded in forests and eternal fog.Across the terraced fields winding along the hillsides, the people of Ivyshade bustled with the harvest. The sounds of chatter, scythes slicing through crops, and birdsong blended together, painting a lively, serene scene.Suddenly, from the stone path leading into the valley, a young warrior came rushing over, his voice echoing loudly as he delivered urgent news,“Alpha Raven of Blood Moon is here again!”The moment those words fell, the entire field fell eerily silent.The villagers,
Raven woke with a jolt, his eyes opening to the dim, lingering darkness. Instinctively, he reached for the space beside him, only to touch the cold, empty sheets devoid of any warmth.The sun had yet to rise. Where could Lyra have gone at this hour?Raven sat there, dazed, his mind hazy and sluggish, until his eyes landed on the hourglass resting on the wooden shelf. Only then did he realize… he had slept straight through until the following night.This wasn’t normal at all.A wave of foreboding churned in his chest. Raven threw off the covers and hurriedly dressed, striding out of the room, his voice slicing through the quiet like a sharp blade,“Someone come!”The attendants waiting outside the guest quarters rushed over upon hearing his command, bowing their heads respectfully.Raven wasted no words. His eyes darkened, his voice cold enough to chill the air,“Where’s Lyra?”The attendant hesitated slightly, their expression flickering with unea
Raven felt utterly captivated by Lyra's grey-blue eyes, like being pulled into a boundless, icy, and mesmerizing ocean, unable to break free. His heart pounded wildly, each beat so fierce it felt as though it might burst through his chest, his reason stretched to its limit.He didn't know what he should do, only that his instincts were leading the way.Unconsciously, the distance between them grew smaller and smaller, their breaths mingling, just a slight tilt forward and Raven could finally taste the lips he'd yearned for day and night.But Lyra didn’t step back like she always had before. She stood still, eyes shimmering with an indescribable mix of emotions, as though she, too, was waiting for something.The moment their lips touched, a jolt of electricity surged down Raven’s spine, and the entire world seemed to come to a halt.Brilliant fireworks exploded in his mind, sweeping away all the painful memories, the distance, the countless misunderstandings, the
Inside the private chamber, only Raven and a tall warrior remained. The man was Noah, the leader of the expedition to the eternal snow peaks of the Arvani Mountains.Noah bowed slightly before him, his eyes calm, his demeanor respectful as he presented a stack of aged parchment, its edges weathered and frayed, as though corroded by frost and time.“Alpha, during this expedition, aside from retrieving the Glacialis Herba, our forces also discovered the remnants of a long-lost civilization.” Noah paused, his hoarse voice tinged with solemnity. “It lies deep within the heart of the Arvani range, buried beneath the eternal ice.”A flash of curiosity sparked in Raven’s eyes, an interest for a world unknown to him.Noah continued, “We thoroughly searched the entire area. There were no signs of life. No bodies, no remains of any kind. But the architecture still stood, ancient ruins scattered across the ice. Though broken and worn, it was clear this had once been the territo
A heavy silence fell over the room, as if even the air itself had frozen.Raven's sharp eyes fixed on her, unwavering yet patient, waiting for her response. But Lyra remained silent, neither admitting nor denying his words. Her gaze lowered, long lashes veiling the storm in her eyes.After a brief moment, she slowly stepped forward, placing the steaming bowl of medicine into Raven’s hand.He said nothing more and obediently drank it all.When he finished, Lyra spoke, her voice soft as a whisper, yet each word cut like a blade,“Whether that bond exists or not… does it even matter anymore?”Before Raven could reply, Lyra's voice interrupted him, calm, but layered with undeniable pressure,“I’m no longer a lone rogue… nor am I the lowly servant from your pack.”She lifted her head, her eyes meeting his directly, unwavering and resolute,“Raven, I am the Luna of Ivyshade.”Her words drifted through the air, light as a breeze, yet each syllable cr