LOGINMaddison Spencer–BennettThe silence in the great throne room was so thick it could have been cut with a knife. The echo of the coliseum drums still rang in my ears, and the scent of sweat and freshly turned earth from the arena seemed to have followed me all the way here.Everyone present—nobles, guards, and, of course, the Chosen—held their breath, waiting for my mother's verdict.Queen Emma was not a woman who dealt in half measures, and even though the fight between Sokaris, Vladimir, and that mysterious Santino had ended in a technical draw, she always had the final word on who would lead the next stage of the Selection."After considering the skill, control, and, above all, the remarkable ability to surprise displayed in the arena," my mother's voice rang out with icy authority, slicing through the air, "I have decided that Santino Alexios, Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, will be my daughter's official escort for the opening of the Masquerade Ball."For a split second, I felt as t
Maddison Spencer-BennettThe Queen's Royal Guard training coliseum was overflowing.The air, thick with the scent of damp earth and sweat, vibrated with an anticipation that bordered on violence.From the royal box, I watched the arena with a mixture of fascination and apprehension. Beside me, my mother maintained an expression of unwavering serenity, while Alonso, seated to my right, held his jaw so tightly it looked ready to crack.Alonso wasn't competing.He was already the heir to the Northern Throne, the first to claim both his place and his mark upon my neck. His power was an unquestionable fact, but that didn't stop his wolf, Ankor, from growling deep within his chest at the sight of other men fighting for the right to stand beside his mate."Remember the rules," Queen Emma's voice rose above the murmuring crowd, amplified by a subtle touch of authority."This is a trial of physical prowess and martial skill. The use of any form of magic, spell craft, or external supernatural a
Dawn over the Moon Stones did not bring its usual clarity, but rather a faint glow that seemed to rise from the earth itself, still trembling with the magic that had coursed through it.The portal had closed, leaving behind a heavy silence, broken only by the crunch of leaves beneath the feet of the guardians patrolling the perimeter.Queen Emma, though still pale, stood tall once more with a restored dignity that commanded respect even from the most rebellious shadows. Beside her, Maddison felt that the world was no longer the same.The weight of her own existence had changed. She was no longer a young Lycan trying to prove her worth, but the axis upon which a far greater destiny had begun to turn."Sit down, Maddison," Emma said, pointing to a flat stone carved with ancient symbols. Her voice was gentle, yet it carried the echo of the authority the masked man had restored to her.Maddison obeyed, feeling how the silver threads—once wild and agonizing—now rested beneath her skin like
The air within the Moon Stones clearing wasn't merely charged with electricity. It was alive.The circle they had formed was far more than a physical barrier. It breathed. A living border suspended between salvation......and oblivion.Beneath Maddison's bare feet, the earth pulsed like a second heartbeat. Only it wasn't the earth alone.It was them. The silver threads.At first, she'd mistaken them for a hallucination born of exhaustion, but as she stared at the luminous strands radiating from her chest, understanding settled over her.This was the physical manifestation of her bond with the pack.Delicate filaments of pure moonlight stretched in every direction, anchoring themselves to the hearts of every wolf... Every guardian standing along the perimeter. It was a web of shared consciousness.A defensive network that only the true Lycan Queen could command."Hold the line." Maddison barely whispered the words.She didn't need to raise her voice. The command never touched the air.I
Silver light poured into the clearing with blinding intensity. It washed over every wolf, every stone, every blade of grass… The very air felt cleaner, purified.Then something inside me shattered.Not painfully, Inevitably… A seal.One that had bound me for seven lifetimes, one that had hidden who I truly was. Knowledge flooded my mind. Not thoughts… Memories.Frozen battlefields stretching beyond the horizon, queens standing before ancient stone altars, victories purchased with unbearable sacrifice… Generations of Suicunes.Every triumph, every failure, every lesson… They became mine.I finally understood.The Pack Run had never been the end of anything. It had only been the beginning. The true war still lay ahead. Everything that had emerged from the portal...Those monsters, those shadows... They weren't the invasion.They were only its scouts.Something far older... Far greater... Was still waiting on the other side."Listen to me you two…"My voice carried across the clearing w
Maddison Spencer-BennettThe Pack Run was no ordinary retreat. It was a hunt, a sacred ritual… A declaration of war.Together, we launched ourselves over the blue bonfire, clearing the circle of black light Samara had carved into the earth.The instant our paws crossed its boundary, the shadows struck.Talons of pure darkness burst from the ground like rotten roots, clawing desperately for our legs.But the pack was faster.We crashed into the forest like a living tide of fur, fangs, and claws. The woods were the beating heart of my kingdom.Ancient trees stretched toward the heavens, their trunks older than memory itself, while their branches whispered around us as though urging us onward.I ran to the front of the pack. Sokaris thundered at my right. A storm held barely in check.Vladimir raced along my left flank, little more than a blur moving through the darkness with impossible speed.Even now... Even while our lives hung in the balance...The hostility between them was impossib
Maddison Spencer-Bennett.I frowned, confused. What the hell was she doing here? Who invited her? Why are Mom and Alonso in defensive mode? What is she planning now?As I am so clear that, if my Aunt Wilma is here, nothing good will come. I still have memories of when I was five years old, and she hel
Maddison Spencer-Bennett.For a second, I felt like I was dead. A sharp pain invaded my entire body, while a piercing sound overwhelmed my ears.I tried to get back up, with great difficulty, while I saw Alonso was trying to tell me something. I could see his lips moving, but I heard nothing. That com
Third point of view.The question that was on everyone’s mind and there was no answer. Alonso had sworn to Maddison that nothing had happened, and she believed him, so seeing the news left her shocked.“I already remembered what happened. Start explaining, Alonso. Did you get Crystal pregnant?”Alonso
Alonso Corleone. The second I heard the queen say that I had to meet Crystal, I knew I was going to live in a fucking hell... I had no intention of seeing her again, but now I had to meet her. Argh! It was hard enough handling with my insecurity regarding Maddison and her other mates without also ha







