LOGINThe pack did not sleep.
Even long after the clearing emptied, the energy of the challenge lingered like smoke in the lungs.
Aria stood alone on the high balcony of the Alpha keep — the very place she had once stood as Luna before her execution.
The stone beneath her hands was cold.
Familiar.
Haunting.
Below, torches burned low. Wolves moved in hushed clusters, voices r
The forest was still. The air was heavy with the scent of ash and wet earth, a quiet reminder of the war that had raged through Moonridge just nights before. Every wolf in the pack sensed the tension, every heartbeat echoing through the trees as if the forest itself were holding its breath. At the heart of the pack house, Rowan stood on the ridge overlooking the valley. His black wolf form coiled with restrained power, eyes scanning the distant treeline where Kael’s forces had vanished. He had expected a counterattack, another wave of darkness, but for now, there was silence. Peace, fragile and tentative, hung over Moonridge like a silver veil. Aria stood beside him, her silver eyes reflecting the moonlight. The full power of the Silver Moon still lingered in her, coursing through her veins like liquid light. She cou
The moon hung full and heavy over Moonridge, casting a silver glow across the forest. Every leaf, every blade of grass, seemed to vibrate with the tension that had settled over the pack. Rowan stood at the ridge, black fur bristling, jaw tight, eyes scanning the horizon. His warriors were ready, but even the strongest among them knew that tonight would decide everything. Kael’s forces were approaching, organised, relentless, and determined to destroy Moonridge once and for all. Aria stood beside him, her silver eyes glowing faintly, the residual power of the Silver Moon still coursing through her veins. Tonight, that power would be fully unleashed. She could feel it, alive, roaring beneath her skin, waiting for the moment to erupt. “Are you ready?” Rowan asked, voice low but commanding.
Moonridge was quiet for the first time in days.The forest seemed to hold its breath. The air shimmered faintly under the silver glow of the full moon, and every wolf in the pack sensed it. Even Rowan, standing atop the ridge overlooking their territory, felt the tension coil inside him like a living thing.Aria sat beside him, her gaze fixed on the moon. The strange energy that had surged within her during the last battle was pulsing stronger tonight. It felt alive, ancient, and boundless, as if the moon itself had embedded a piece of its soul within her.“You feel it too,” Rowan said quietly, his hand brushing lightly against hers.She nodded, her silver eyes reflecting the moonlight. “It’s… different now. Stronger. More demanding.”Rowan’s wolf growled beneath his skin. He could sense the raw potential waiting inside her
The forest beyond Moonridge territory seemed alive with menace.Rowan moved swiftly through the trees, his wolf surging alongside him. Every sense was alert, every muscle ready. Behind him, Moonridge warriors followed in silence, their nerves taut but their loyalty unshakable.Aria ran beside him, silver eyes scanning the darkness. Her senses were still heightened from the last battle. The energy inside her pulsed faintly, like moonlight under her skin. She could feel Kael’s presence ahead, a dark aura that made her wolf bristle.Rowan slowed near a ridge overlooking the valley. Below, the enemy camp stretched across the open forest floor. Fires flickered in scattered circles. Shadows moved among them. The golden glint of Kael’s eyes caught the torchlight.“There,” Aria whispered.Rowan nodded grimly. His jaw was tight, his black wolf coiling like a spring inside him. He glanced
Smoke still drifted through the Moonridge courtyard long after the enemy wolves had vanished into the forest.Warriors rushed between buildings, stamping out flames and carrying the wounded to the healer’s hall. The scent of ash mixed with blood hung thick in the air, leaving a bitter taste at the back of every wolf’s throat.Rowan stood at the centre of the courtyard, his chest rising and falling as he tried to contain the fury boiling inside him.The attack had been precise.Strategic.Timed perfectly.Which meant only one thing.Someone inside Moonridge had warned Kael exactly when the pack would be vulnerable.Aria approached slowly, her silver eyes reflecting the flickering firelight.“You’re thinking about the traitor again.”Rowan exhaled sharply.“
The forest was silent after Lena’s final breath.Too silent.Rowan knelt beside her body, his hands stained with her blood. The scent of it hung thick in the cold morning air, metallic and sharp. Around them, the Moonridge warriors stood tense, their wolves restless beneath their skin.Lena’s lifeless eyes stared toward the pale sky.She had almost spoken the truth.Almost.Rowan clenched his jaw.“Damn it.”Aria stood several feet away, staring into the treeline where the blade had come from. Her instincts screamed that whoever had thrown it was already gone.But they had been close.Too close.“They were watching,” she said quietly.Rowan rose slowly, fury radiating from him like heat from a wildfire.“I know.”







