LOGINShare
Chapter 43: The Second Generation Rises
Last Updated:
2026-02-27 17:04:14
Latest chapter
The Omega Luna's Revenge Chapter 60: New Ground
Two weeks after the summit, the first letter arrived from a wolf we had not gone looking for.It came through ordinary post, addressed to the fortress in careful handwriting, the envelope sealed with no mark or symbol that identified its origin. Sarah brought it to me unopened because unknown correspondence was always reviewed through protocol before reaching me, but the protocol team had cleared it as non-threatening and flagged it as personally significant without being able to explain why that assessment felt accurate.I opened it at my desk on a Tuesday morning with tea going cold beside me and the autumn light coming through the window in the particular amber quality that meant the season was genuinely turning.The letter was two pages. The handwriting was controlled and careful in the way of someone who had learned to be precise with communication because imprecision had costs they could not afford.My name is Cass. I am thirty-one years old and I have been suppressed since I wa
The Omega Luna's Revenge Chapter 59: Coming Home
The valley emptied slowly over the following two days.Not because wolves were reluctant to leave. Because the kind of conversations that had been started on summit day needed time to complete themselves, and the kind of alliances being formed in the aftermath needed the informal contact of shared meals and morning walks and the particular honesty that came from being in neutral territory away from the responsibilities of home.I stayed for both days.Not in the formal sessions, which wound down by the second morning into smaller working groups that Sarah and the oversight body managed without needing my presence. I stayed in the informal spaces. The conversations at the edges of the valley. The quiet exchanges with Alphas who had processed the first day’s information overnight and arrived at the second day with different questions. More personal ones. Less about the mechanics of what had happened and more about what it meant.What it meant for how they had been leading.What it meant
The Omega Luna's Revenge Chapter 58: What Truth Costs
I did not use notes.Sarah had prepared them, thorough and ordered, every fact and figure and date arranged in the sequence most likely to build understanding progressively rather than overwhelm. She had spent three days on them. They were excellent.I did not use them because the notes created distance. Distance allowed people to engage with information as information rather than as truth. And what I needed from the several hundred wolves sitting in that valley was not engagement with information.I needed them to feel the truth of it.So I started where truth always starts.At the beginning.“Eighteen years ago,” I said, my voice carrying across the amphitheatre with the particular projection of someone who had spent two decades addressing large gatherings, “a young woman stood in front of her pack and refused a public rejection. Most of you will have heard some version of that story. The weak Luna who surprised everyone. The omega who became an Alpha. The beginning of whatever you
The Omega Luna's Revenge Chapter 57: The Summit
The invitations went out on a Tuesday.Sarah drafted them with the careful precision she brought to everything that needed to be exactly right. Not too formal, which would signal ceremony over urgency. Not too casual, which would allow dismissal. The language was specific and direct. A summit of all pack Alphas and senior Betas was called on the grounds of a major announcement regarding the resolution of the void threat and a matter of continental significance affecting all pack territories.Every Alpha on the continent received one.We sent them simultaneously, through multiple channels, so that no single network could intercept and suppress the information before it spread. Paper copies through a trusted courier wolf. Crystal transmissions through independent frequencies. And through the informal network of Beta-level contacts that Sarah had been cultivating quietly for twenty years, a network so distributed and low profile that the coalition had never identified it as a network at
The Omega Luna's Revenge Chapter 56: After
Three days passed before things began to feel real.Not quiet days. Nothing about the days immediately following the Remembering was quiet. There were extracted wolves to care for, coalition locations to secure before the network could regroup, and pack territories across the continent that were waking up to the fact that something fundamental had shifted without understanding what or why. There were assembly sessions and intelligence briefings and medical assessments and the thousand practical details that follow any large event regardless of how significant the event was.But underneath all of it, in the spaces between tasks, there was a quality of unreality that I recognised from other large moments in my life. The morning after defeating Damien. The first day I spent in the hidden sanctuary knowing I was no longer who I had been. The moment Selene was born and I held her and understood that the shape of everything had permanently changed.The mind takes time to catch up to the siz
The Omega Luna's Revenge Chapter 55: The Remembering
The corridor to the circular room felt different.Not physically. The stones were the same, the candles in their brackets the same candles, the faint smell of old wood and cold air the same smell it had always been. But the quality of moving through it had changed the way the quality of air changes before a storm. A pressure that was not quite pressure. A sense of something enormous occupying the same space as ordinary things without displacing them.Kael felt it beside me. I could see it in the way he moved, slower than his usual pace, his wolf nature responding to something his human mind did not yet have language for.The door to the circular room was open.Cassandra was standing just outside it, which told me something immediately. Cassandra did not retreat from things. She moved toward them. The fact that she was standing in the corridor rather than inside the room meant the inside of the room had become something that required a decision to enter rather than simply a space you w
You may also like
