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DianaWhen we walk out through the sea of people in exit of Arrivals, it is a familiar face that awaits us.“Oh! It’s him!” I exclaim I surprise. It is the handsome warrior who had intervened during the Censor's visit- Brodik, if I remember correctly he had said his name is. He’s the one who'd shown such remarkable courage in the face of Dom's fury.Dom just raises a brow at this but otherwise doesn’t say anything. With a protective hand on the small of my back, he guides me towards the waiting man, through the throng of people, making sure that no one bumps into me- which is near impossible, since people seem to instinctively part like the Red Sea when they see him coming."Alpha," Brodik’s expression is serious as greets Dom, nodding respectfully when we get to him.Dom merely grunts in acknowledgment, his usual response to anyone who isn't me. I’m taken aback when the warrior turns to me and his expression visibly softens, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips, softenin
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Diana The heavy oak doors groan on their hinges as they open, revealing a room that feels like it belongs in another world. I step inside, hand in hand with Dominicus, trying to steel myself against the wave of oppressive energy that rolls over me. Every inch of this place screams authority, judgment, and power. Brodik walks ahead of us, his steps measured and deliberate. He pauses just past the threshold and announces, “Elders, Alpha Dominicus Amadeus and Miss Diana Castellanos have arrived.” His voice is calm and emotionless, as he bows toward the table that commands the center of the chamber. A soft voice answers, “Thank you, Brodik.” The room is vast, its high vaulted ceilings supported by beams of dark wood carved with intricate designs that look like ancient lupine totems. The stone walls are adorned with tapestries, their colors faded but still vibrant enough to depict scenes of werewolf history—glorious hunts, battles under full moons, and solemn gatherings of Alphas. T
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DianaI blink, startled. Chief Warrior? I glance at Brodik again, standing impassively by the door, and feel a wave of surprise ripple through me. I knew he held rank, but I hadn’t realized it was the highest among the Council’s warriors.“Yes,” I manage to say. “He treated us well.”The Elder’s smile is almost too kind, and I can’t shake the feeling that it’s all part of some performance.Before he can continue, the massive man beside him—Elder Rothgar, interrupts. His voice is a low, rumbling growl. “Fendel, we are not here for pleasantries. This is a hearing for murder.”I stiffen, my grip on Dominicus’s hand tightening. He in turn, pats the back of my hand with his other palm soothingly.Elder Fendel raises a hand as if to calm him. “Now, now, Rothgar,” he says lightly. “There’s no harm in putting the girl at ease. How can she defend herself if she’s too frightened to speak?”Rothgar’s scowl deepens, and his presence feels even larger. “This is a serious matter,” he growls, his
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Diana The heavy silence following Elder Lyra’s announcement is interrupted only by the sound of my breathing. It’s steady, though my heart pounds against my ribs. But with Dominicus beside me, his strong, reassuring hand in mine, fear has no room to grow. His presence is an impenetrable wall, and the warmth of his palm is like an anchor. The anger and hatred churning in my chest as I glance at Beta Marcus further extinguishes what nerves might linger. He doesn’t deserve that power over me anymore. I look up at the table… none of them do. Dominicus is relaxed at my side, but I know him well enough to sense the storm beneath his calm. His eyes sweep across the room lazily, his posture deceptively casual. The faintest smirk tugs at his lips—a lion watching mice scurry about, clueless in their plans to harm him. His gaze flickers to Marcus and the Elders, and I can practically feel his amusement radiating off him. Yet, there’s anger too. It’s subtle, restrained, but it’s there in
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Diana Dominicus’s hand tightens around mine slightly, and I glance up at him. His expression hasn’t changed, but I can feel it—the bristle of his emotions, the faint but unmistakable ripple of his power. The air stills, a moment so brief it could almost be missed, yet it’s enough to make every hair on my body stand on end. The room reacts instantly. Marcus’s already pale complexion turns paper white as he shrinks back several steps, his shoulders hunched. Even the formidable Elder Rothgar fidgets uncomfortably, his scowl faltering ever so slightly. The guards standing along the walls straighten as though anticipating an invisible attack, eyes darting nervously our way. Alpha Darius stiffens, his face contorted in confusion. Unlike the others, he doesn’t seem to understand what’s happening. Yet the color drains from his face, and his breathing grows labored. He doesn’t know the source of the pressure, but he feels it—an unspoken promise of death should he misstep. Dominicus exhal
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Diana The witnesses are members of the Zervos Pack—Omegas. Their heads are bowed, their movements timid, their fear written across every line of their bodies. My stomach twists as I watch them approach the center of the room, their eyes darting nervously between the Elders and Marcus. I recognize them. Their hunched shoulders, trembling hands, and nervous eyes tell me everything I need to know. They’ve been coerced, forced into this farce by Marcus. A fresh wave of fury crashes over me, threatening to blind me. My nails dig into my palms as I clench my fists tighter. How dare he? How dare he use them— Memories of my time in the Zervos Pack flash through my mind as the Omegas shuffle into the room, their eyes fixed on the ground. Weak. Powerless. Completely at the mercy of stronger wolves. I know what that feels like. I had been one of them. Even though I was lower than an Omega—a wolfless wolf—I had survived because I had Billy. He was washed up, dismissed by most
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Diana The silence after Alpha Darius speaks is unbearable. “Burned,” he says again, his voice thick with grief, barely above a whisper. The weight of his words presses down on the room, suffocating in its intensity. I stand frozen, unable to tear my eyes away from him. His grief is raw, a living, breathing thing that fills the chamber and crawls under my skin. I can almost feel the pain he carries—the unimaginable loss of his only child. In the center of the room, Billy stands alone. His shoulders slump, and his face is as pale as I’ve ever seen it. His hands shake at his sides, and I can hear his breathing—shallow, uneven, almost labored. He looks like he’s about to collapse, and my heart aches for him. Across from us, on the other side of the room, standing right beside Alpha Darius, Marcus is a stark contrast. He looks… proud. He stands tall, his lips curling into a faint smirk. The triumph in his eyes makes my stomach churn. He thinks he’s won. Beside me, Dominicus has
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Diana I clench my fists, my nails biting into my palms as Elder Lyra’s voice cuts through the room. “Do you swear that the words you spoke before this Council are the truth?” she asks, eyes trained on the two Omegas, her tone clipped and icy, though an unmistakeable undertone of satisfaction weaves through her words. The Omegas exchange nervous glances, their hands twisting together anxiously. The young man, his hollowed eyes darting toward Marcus as if seeking permission or reassurance, finally stammers, “Y-yes… I swear.” The others follow in halting voices, echoing his claim. Their testimonies, vague and riddled with half-truths, seem intentionally crafted to sound plausible. Every word is designed to nudge the narrative closer to a damning conclusion. But I know they’re lies. Every. Single. Word. I glance at Marcus. He still stands stiffly, his pale face damp with sweat, but his eyes gleam with the triumph of someone who thinks they’ve won. My fury deepens. The coward thinks
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DianaAlaric glances at Dominicus with a worried frown. “The present Amadeus pack used to be the Council Army, and if my information is right, then they should have only about the same headcount as my own Grimmholt pack.”His words are concerned, “It’s a fairly considerable number, but still… that is only the population of a single pack. There are even other packs with numbers higher than mine.”Dominicus gives a small nod, his face unreadable. “That’s true.”For a moment, the tension in the room seems to rise once more.“Will it really by okay? Won’t the Amadeus pack be overwhelmed?” he asks.It’s Eleanor who answers.Her soft, lilting voice fills the space. “Witches, as a whole, have never been a numerous race,” she explains quietly. “And after the war, our numbers were drastically reduced. Compared to the werewolf population, the ratio is roughly… ten to one.”A quiet murmur ripples through the room.Eleanor’s serene expression doesn’t change. “The gods maintain balance. The more p
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Diana “Well then, if you’re sure, Alpha Stefan…then sit”. Dominicus’s voice cuts icy, and sharp. Stefan flinches. But then, like a death row prisoner who’s just been granted amnesty, he gives a jerky little nod, quickly dragging his chair over and dropping into it with almost comical urgency, as if afraid the offer might be snatched away if he hesitates. The two Alphas beside him shuffle back toward the table as well, their chairs rolling softly on the polished floor. Dominicus leans back slightly, his eyes cool as they sweep the room. “I believe,” he says smoothly, “that should have convinced you — all of you — just how grossly unmatched any of you would be against a dark witch. And, of course…” His gaze flicks lightly to Eleanor, who smiles pleasantly, “…that you are all sufficiently convinced of Eleanor’s competence.” A moment of strained silence — and then, the polite Alpha seated beside Stefan clears his throat. “Yes, Alpha,” he says quickly, his voice respectful but calm.
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DianaEleanor’s smile is soft. Almost pleased. She lets him stew in his own sweat before she speaks.“Mmm… I think that should do.”Then, with a flick of her finger, the blade softens — the sharp crescent dissolves into formless wind, shimmering faintly as it coils around Stefan’s neck.I watch, breathless, thinking it will disappear — but instead, the condensed currents split, sliding smoothly along both sides of his throat, brushing the skin with the gentlest, most deliberate, and menacing caress, before they meet again behind his neck.There, in a heartbeat, the wind snaps back into form, reforming into a razor-fine blade.And then — faster than the eye can track — it whips across the room.CLANG.The windblade slices straight through a steel art sculpture standing by the far wall — a polished metal spiral about thirty centimeters wide — and cuts it clean in half.The halves clatter apart with a ringing sound, the edges gleaming sharp and fresh.The blade itself dissipates before i
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Diana Inside, I sigh. He could’ve spared himself this trouble with a single question. One question and he would have been told that witches are masters of disguise and manipulators of perception. But no — this one has to bluster himself straight into a trap. And sure enough, Eleanor’s sweet smile only widens with every word. It’s a gentle, grandmotherly smile — the kind you’d expect from a woman who bakes cookies and knits sweaters — but the longer it lingers, the colder the air feels, until a faint, prickling thread of danger curls along my spine. Quietly, I inch a little closer to Dominicus. Eleanor’s been alive for thousands of years — and though she’s never told me exactly how old she is, one thing is certain: she isn’t the type to let this kind of disrespect slide. Finally, Eleanor tilts her head, her voice as soft as silk. “Would you like… a demonstration?” Alpha Stefan falls silent, his sneer sharpening, and makes a sweeping gesture with his arm — the smug, careless kind
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Diana A low growl rumbles from Alpha Darius of the Plena Luna pack. His eyes glint with raw grief. “No. I will avenge my son. I’ll hunt down those bastards myself!” Dom’s sharp edge softens for the grieving father, though just slightly. His voice lowers, gentler, though still firm. “That won’t work, Darius. The best thing you can do — for your mate, for your pack — is live. The best thing you can do for your son is protect what’s left. If you rush out looking for a fight, you’ll only throw your life away. And that helps no one.” Alpha Darius’ eyes are red with rage and frustration. His trembling lips open and close for a moment before a strangled and pained sound is wrenched from him. Alpha Stefan however, is obviously not so easily convinced. He gives a sharp, sarcastic laugh. “You must be kidding me.” His eyes glitter with derision. “I’m not the kind of man who lets someone else decide his fate.” He sneers, gaze sweeping from me, to Dom, to Eleanor. “Especially not peopl
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Diana Alpha Livia clears her throat delicately, her fingers tapping once against the table before she speaks. “So… as the Priest…” I lift my chin, my voice cutting clean through the room. “Priestess.” She pauses, a flicker of acknowledgment in her eyes, then corrects herself with a small nod. “Priestess. As the Priestess, how exactly would you seal the Dark Mage? Alpha Dominicus mentioned the Priest played a crucial role before — but he didn’t explain how.” And there it is. My stomach knots faintly. That’s the problem, isn’t it? I’m not entirely sure myself — not yet. But Dom and I plan to find out as soon as this meeting ends. Still, we had agreed beforehand: no hint of uncertainty, no gaps, no loose threads. We couldn’t risk sparking panic among the packs — or worse, letting anything slip that the dark witches might catch wind of. I part my lips, preparing to smooth over the gap, but Dom beats me to it. “Even if she explained it, you wouldn’t understand.” His voice is
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Diana Her voice cuts crisply through the air. “The first time the Dark Mage was sealed… you said it took the Amadeus Alpha, the Primarch Arcana, and the Moon Goddess’s Priest.” Her eyes sweep the room, assessing. “Are you saying we’re going to repeat that now?” Dom nods once, calmly. “That’s right.” Alpha Livia’s brow furrows slightly. “And you, you’ll stand in for your ancestor?” Dom’s mouth curves in the faintest of smiles. “I will.” Her gaze sharpens. “That leaves the Primarch Arcana… and the Priest.” She casts a slow look around the table, then back at Dom again. “Until today, none of us even knew there was a Priest. Do you know where this Priest is?” Dom’s eyes flick briefly to me, and parts his lips to answer, “Yes. It’s-“ I finish for him. My voice quiet but clear. “-Me.” The room freezes. Every head turns. I keep my face composed, letting my voice carry evenly across the silent table. “Allow me to properly reintroduce myself. I am Diana Castellanos—Alpha o
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Diana Suddenly, a voice slices sharply through the heavy silence. “We have to stop the ritual!” An Alpha halfway down the table shoots to his feet, his face flushed with urgency. His Beta, seated beside him, tugs lightly at his arm as if to steady him, but the Alpha shakes his head sharply, his eyes locking onto Dominicus. Dom doesn’t even flinch. His voice remains calm, almost weary. “Naturally.” He lets the word hang in the air for a beat, then tilts his head slightly. “How do you propose we do that?” The Alpha’s response is instant, raw with emotion. “Easy. We find them. We go to their coven and wipe them out—all of them.” Dom blinks once, slowly. Then gives a faint, almost pitying shake of his head. “Easy?” He leans in just slightly, his tone still smooth but edged with a dangerous undercurrent. “How exactly do you plan to find them? Don’t forget—these aren’t wolves we’re dealing with. They’re witches. You think you can find a witch who doesn’t want to be found?”
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Diana The next Alpha my eyes land on pulls my attention instantly. He’s middle-aged, broad-shouldered, hulking—even among all these Alphas, he stands out as particularly powerful. His short-cropped hair and sharply cut features give him a severe, almost intimidating air. But what surprises me is the look on his face. Unlike the others, there’s no flicker of wariness, no veiled animosity in his gaze. Instead, he’s smiling. Calm. Almost amused, like he’s simply waiting for the meeting to begin, perfectly at ease. Intrigued, I shift my gaze to the third Alpha who stands out. And this time, I have to look twice. The Alpha, her Beta, and the two Gamma warriors flanking her… they’re all women. The Alpha meets my eyes directly—her expression steady, cool, unreadable. Then, with a small, polite nod, she acknowledges me before turning her attention back to Dom. All of this unfolds in seconds: quick assessments, sharp glances, the silent tension of predators sizing each other
