LOGINFlames consumed the Royal Pack House.The proud seat of the Blackthorne bloodline, which had stood for generations beneath the blessing of the Moon Goddess, now groaned beneath collapsing beams and burning stone.Smoke swallowed the night.The banners bearing the Midnight crest curled into ash before drifting away with the wind.Alpha Darius stood silently amidst the destruction.His expression remained unreadable.There was no triumphant laughter.No celebration.Only the cold satisfaction of a man watching history burn.His crimson eyes swept across the blazing ruins before he raised one hand."Leave nothing standing."His command echoed through the shattered Pack House.Instantly, the Red Claw warriors obeyed.Massive stone statues of former Blackthorne Alphas crashed onto the marble floor.Ancient portraits were ripped from the walls and thrown into the flames.The Hall of Warriors, where generations of Midnight fighters had earned their names, was reduced to rubble.Weapons displ
The ruined Royal Pack House stood beneath a veil of unnatural silence.Moments ago, swords had clashed.Warriors had roared.Blood had soaked the sacred stone beneath their feet.Now...Only the crackling of dying flames disturbed the stillness.Commander Megan remained kneeling beside Alpha Kael's body.His trembling fingers gently closed his Alpha's eyes one final time before lowering his head in silent respect.No tears escaped him now.Grief had frozen into something colder.Something deadlier.Slowly...He rose to his feet.Midnight Blade lifted from the shattered floor, its black edge glinting beneath the moonlight filtering through the broken roof.Without speaking, he began walking toward Alpha Darius.Every surviving Midnight warrior instinctively followed behind him.Though wounded and exhausted, they tightened their grip around their weapons.If their Commander charged...They would charge.If he died...They would die beside him.The air itself grew heavier beneath Megan's
The Royal Pack House fell into an eerie silence.For one heartbeat...No sword moved.No warrior breathed.Alpha Darius stood frozen, his sword still stretched toward the place where Alpha Kael had been only moments ago.Then realization struck.His triumphant expression vanished."What...?"His eyes narrowed as he stared at Kael's lifeless form."No."The word came out low.Almost disbelieving.The spiritual shaman hurried forward, ancient eyes fixed upon the fallen Alpha. He stretched out a trembling hand, sensing the energy that had filled the chamber only seconds earlier.Nothing.The ancient Blackthorne essence was gone.Gone before another hand could claim it.Darius's jaw tightened.His fingers curled around the hilt of his sword until his knuckles whitened."Damn you..."His voice echoed through the ruined chamber."You denied me even in death."The shaman slowly lowered his hand."My Alpha...""The sacred essence has departed with him."For the first time since crossing into
Broken pillars smoldered beneath moonlight filtering through the shattered ceiling. Blood stained the sacred stone floor where countless Midnight warriors had fallen defending the heart of their territory.Behind the battlefield stood the sealed entrance of the Lunar Sanctum.Ancient silver runes shimmered faintly across its massive stone doors, pulsing as though something deep within had awakened.Commander Megan stood before it all.His armor was cracked.Blood soaked his sleeves.His breathing was uneven.Yet Midnight Blade remained steady in his hand.Behind him...Alpha Kael , fighting not only the enemy before him but the poison consuming every corner of his body. His once-overwhelming aura flickered like a dying flame, yet even weakened, it still carried enough weight to force lesser wolves to bow.Across the chamber...Alpha Darius slowly stepped forward.Not toward Megan.Toward Kael.The spiritual shaman beside him narrowed ancient eyes before speaking almost reverently."M
The Royal Pack House had become a battlefield.Steel screamed against steel.The sacred halls that had witnessed generations of Blackthorne Alphas now echoed with the cries of dying wolves.Red Claw warriors continued pouring through the breached entrances opened by the disguised spiritual shaman, their crimson banners stained darker by the blood they spilled.Bodies covered the polished stone floors.Smoke curled toward the high ceiling.Blood ran through ancient carvings like crimson rivers.Yet amid the slaughter...A new sound rolled across Midnight Territory.A howl.Deep….. Powerful…… Ancient.Then another…….. And another.Within seconds, countless wolves answered.The sound became a tidal wave.Every surviving Red Claw warrior froze.One slowly turned toward the shattered entrance."They're here..."Another swallowed hard."The Midnight warriors..."A third looked beyond the walls where dust rose into the moonlit sky."There are too many!"Outside the Royal Pack House, thousand
The ancient wall trembled beneath Alpha Darius' palm.Moonlight spilled through the shattered ceiling of the Royal Pack House, bathing the towering stone entrance in a silver glow. Ancient runes, carved long before either Midnight or Red Claw had become kingdoms, pulsed faintly across the enormous seal.Behind him, steel still clashed.Cries of warriors echoed through the blood-soaked corridors.But Alpha Darius heard none of it.His entire attention rested on the ancient entrance before him."So..."His voice was calm."This is the Lunar Sanctum."The spiritual shaman, still disguised in the body of Omega Dawn, stepped beside him and lowered his head."Yes, my Alpha."Darius slowly traced one glowing rune with his fingertips."So many generations...""...fought to protect this."He smiled faintly."And tonight...""...it becomes mine."Without hesitation, he placed both palms against the sacred seal.His Alpha aura erupted.Dark crimson energy flooded the chamber.The very floor trem







