In her lavish room, Luna Julia nearly spilled her glass of red wine when she heard that Cara had provoked the Alpha and was now being tightly imprisoned. She hadn’t even had the chance to make her move, yet that girl had already walked straight into death’s door. Clearly, this she-wolf was just as stubborn and foolish as her mother.
More than anyone, Julia understood the true nature of Alpha Gerano. He was ruthless, aggressive, and cruel. There was no such thing as compassion in his heart. His feelings for Elisa weren’t love; they were merely a twisted obsession born from the fact that he could never truly possess her. If he had already given the order to imprison Cara forever, then Julia could be certain of one thing: that girl would never see freedom again. The enemy had just appeared, and she hadn’t even had to lift a finger, yet victory had already fallen into her lap. The ease of it all left her feeling a little disappointed. Time drifted by like an endless nightmare. Cara had tried countless ways to escape, but after each failed attempt, the guards only tightened their surveillance. At first, they still opened the door to bring her food and clothes, but later on, everything was passed through a narrow slot. She was completely cut off from any others contact. Cara didn’t know what had happened to her. She had no idea who that so-called father was, or why he had locked her up. But there was one thing she knew with absolute certainty, she hated him. She hated the entire Dark Eclipse pack. At the beginning of her imprisonment, she had fought back fiercely. But now, she was on the verge of surrender. Day after day, she simply sat silently by the window, staring out at the vast sky, at the endless green forests stretching out to the horizon, so close, yet utterly out of reach. The solitude slowly wore down Cara’s will. She missed Gray Wolf. She missed the days of roaming free in the wild. She yearned for the feeling of running through the woods, the wind brushing through her hair, and the steady sound of her mate’s footsteps beside her. But all of that had become nothing more than a distant memory. Since her first failed escape, she hadn’t seen Alpha Gerano again. But Luna Julia would occasionally stop by, standing outside the door, watching her with eyes full of smug satisfaction and contempt. But at this point, Cara couldn’t even bring herself to care. Cara had lost track of how long she had been imprisoned. The summer heat gradually faded, and the cool autumn breeze crept through the window. Then, the first snow of the season covered everything in white, and after that, the snow melted, and fresh green buds began to sprout. Cara knew that the world outside was still moving, but she remained trapped in this room, with no idea when she would ever be freed. On many nights, she dreamed of the heavy door before her being opened by Gray Wolf. He would brave countless dangers to come and take her away. But when she woke up, facing the cold, silent darkness of the room, her despair only deepened. Two years had passed, and Cara had almost forgotten what freedom felt like. She no longer thought about escaping because she no longer believed it was possible. She had become a faint shadow within this room, a wild wolf tamed by invisible chains. One day, Cara suddenly felt an unusual shift within the Dark Eclipse pack. It started with the neglect of her meals. For the past two years, she had been provided with three full meals a day, on time, with a variety of food. If she overlooked the fact that she was imprisoned in a small room, her living conditions were far better than when she was alone in the cave. But in recent days, her meals had been served later than usual, and there were even days when she was left hungry. The quality of the food had also dropped significantly. Cara wondered if the Dark Eclipse pack was facing a food shortage, or if they were dealing with some kind of crisis that made them forget about her existence. Then, one evening, as Cara drifted in and out of sleep, she suddenly heard a chaotic noise. The sound of clashing weapons echoed throughout, signaling a bloody battle taking place. Cara could feel the light tremor beneath her feet as hurried footsteps raced down the hallway. Terrified, she sat up, ran to the heavy wooden door, and pressed her ear to it, listening intently. “Alarm! The Blood Moon pack is attacking the pack house!” “Where’s the Alpha? Protect the Alpha!” “It’s over! They’ve killed the Alpha! Run! Run!” The frantic shouts of the Dark Eclipse wolves echoed through the crack in the door, causing Cara’s chest to tighten. Alpha Gerano, the one she hated most in the world, was dead. And the Dark Eclipse pack was on the verge of destruction. A wave of satisfaction surged within her, knowing she had avenged herself, but it was quickly replaced by worry. From what she could hear, the two guards outside her room had fled. But the large door was still locked tight, and she couldn’t get out. She didn’t know the Blood Moon pack, and she certainly didn’t want to be taken prisoner by them. She had to find a way to escape! Cara ran to the door and threw herself against it with all her strength, but the thick wooden door held firm. Stepping back, she grabbed a chair from the room, hurled it at the door, but it did no more than leave a few scratches. She gritted her teeth, breath coming in quick gasps, as despair threatened to overwhelm her. Outside, the screams, the clash of metal, and the sound of frantic footsteps continued without pause. The Dark Eclipse pack was in complete chaos, like a disturbed hornet's nest. This was her best chance to escape, but she was locked up like an animal in a cage. Suddenly, Cara heard footsteps stop right outside her door. She quickly stepped back, her heart pounding as she waited for what was about to happen. “Clink, clink, clink.” The sound of metal clashing repeatedly echoed. Someone was trying to break the lock to get in. Cara held her breath, tensely awaiting what would come next. Then, after two long years, the door finally swung open. In front of her stood a group of unfamiliar warriors. They wore black armor with a red moon symbol on their chests, completely different from the Dark Eclipse pack’s uniforms. Before Cara could say anything, the leader of the wolf warriors spoke: “This is Alpha Gerano's daughter. Capture her and take her prisoner.”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
In the days that followed, the tense, chaotic atmosphere within the Blood Moon pack gradually stabilized. The primary reason was Raven's steadily improving condition, his complexion grew rosier by the day, his breathing became steady, and though his body had not fully recovered, the imminent danger had passed.The affairs within the pack were also swiftly reorganized by Callen and the elders. Despite the turmoil left behind by the recent incident, the sense of unity within the pack began to rekindle.The news that the Blood Moon warriors had successfully returned from Moonshade Valley further fueled everyone’s hope. They brought with them Sylverleaf, a rare herb essential for crafting an antidote to suppress the Thanorite toxin.Under Lyra's meticulous guidance and the aid of Ivyshade's healers, the precious medicine was quickly brewed. In no time, doses of the suppressant were distributed to every warrior and civilian affected by the poisoning. The most severe symptoms
Time passed in suffocating silence, every second stretching endlessly. The room was filled with the bitter scent of medicine. Gradually, Raven's faint breathing became more stable, the sickly pallor on his face faded slightly. Under careful care, the fragile pulse on his wrist grew steadier, each rhythmic beat declaring his stubborn will to survive.Seeing that the situation had finally stabilized for now, Lyra allowed herself to relax slightly. She slowly stood up, carefully entrusted Raven to Healer Elric's care, then walked over to the desk in the corner of the room, cluttered with herbs and alchemy tools.Without wasting a second, Lyra got to work. Her slender hands glided across drawers, swiftly pulling out rare herbs, her mind calculating as she scribbled notes and precisely listed the necessary items.Seeing this, Healer Elric frowned and approached, eyes filled with worry,“Luna, you should rest. You’ve only just survived Nightfang's Curse, your body hasn't f
The moment the cold blade was about to slice through the air, barely a hand's breadth away from Lyra, her voice rang out, calm, yet sharp as a knife slicing directly into Callen's ears.“Raven is still alive.”Her words hit like a boulder crashing into a still lake, stirring violent ripples, freezing Callen in place, his entire body stiff.His eyes widened, filled with fear and doubt, but beneath it all, hope flickered. Instinctively, his gaze drifted to Raven's motionless body on the bed.Lyra didn’t give him time to process. Her steady voice rang out again, cold and commanding,“If you still want your Alpha to survive, then stay out of the way.”Her eyes were like icy blades, devoid of hatred or provocation, merely stating a brutal truth.Callen’s grip on his sword tightened, his throat constricted, fingers trembling slightly. But the rationality of a Beta forced him to retreat. He knew, even if the hope was slim, he couldn’t afford to lose it.Lyra
Lyra slowly awoke, her consciousness drifting like it was lost in a thick fog. Her entire body felt cold and numb, her breathing as fragile as a thread about to snap. But suddenly, a familiar warmth brushed against her cheek, jolting her back to reality.Before her lay Raven, his tall frame collapsed over her, his body limp, his face as pale as a sheet of paper. His brows were furrowed, and yet at the corner of his lips lingered a gentle, heart-wrenching smile.Lyra stared blankly at the scene before her, her mind unable to piece together what had happened.At that moment, Healer Elric rushed over like a gust of wind, unable to hide the overwhelming joy on his face. He completely ignored Raven, who lay unconscious beside her, and quickly grabbed Lyra's wrist to check her pulse.His aged hand trembled as he felt the steady, rhythmic thump beneath her skin. His expression brightened as if a thousand-pound weight had been lifted from his chest."It’s stabilized… Lun
Raven watched as his loyal subordinates collapsed one by one onto the cold, hard floor. His breath caught, and the murderous intent in his eyes ignited like a storm.His gaze sharpened, cold and lethal, like a blade drawn from its sheath. The murderous aura radiating from him chilled the air in the room. He turned, stepping straight toward Elric, his voice low and threatening,“What did you do to them?”Elric did not avoid his gaze, but his body tensed under the terrifying pressure of a true Alpha.“Sedatives,” he replied, struggling to keep his composure, his trembling hands hidden behind his back. “I wouldn’t dare harm their lives. But bloodletting requires absolute silence. If interrupted… both you and Luna could die.”Raven stared at him. His eyes were filled with a terrifying, frigid fury, like a beast barely restraining its claws.Elric swallowed hard, then bowed his head deeper, his voice slow and heavy,“I’m sorry, Alpha Raven. But Luna Lyra… she