로그인Her breathing uneven, and her eyes—Were red with anger.Draven immediately stood. "Philipa—""Don't." Her voice cut through the room sharply.Phil and Zita exchanged alarmed looks while Daven frowned."What's wrong?"Philipa stepped fully into the room as her gaze locked directly onto the letter still resting on his desk, and then back to him."You were going to hide it from me."The accusation hit instantly and Draven's eyes narrowed. Someone had told her or she had overheard, but neither possibility pleased him.Philipa took another step forward. "What happened in Crestmoon, Draven?"Silence.The tension inside the room immediately thickened. And for the first time since returning from Ashbourne Academy—Draven found himself facing a battle he wasn't sure strength alone could win.The study room became deathly silent, even the crackling flames inside the fireplace seemed to fade into the background, while Phil and Zita immediately excused themselves out from the study room. But Phil
Still at Crestmoon Pack...While Alpha Kadel remained saddened by the deaths of both his wife and son, he knew the pack could not remain leaderless forever.The mourning bells had finally stopped ringing and the funeral fires had burned low,yet the grief remained.For the first time in many years, Kadel looked older and weaker.The loss of Lyria and Kaden had carved years into his face within days.After spending hours alone in his study, he finally summoned Beta Stefan.When Stefan arrived, Kadel was standing near the window, staring at the distant mountains.Without turning around, he spoke. "Write a letter."Stefan lowered his head. "To whom, Alpha?"Kadel was silent for several moments, then he sighed heavily. "To BloodFall."Stefan immediately understood."You wish to contact Alpha Philipa."Kadel finally turned and the pain in his eyes was obvious."She is still my daughter." His voice became rough. "She deserves to know what has happened."Stefan nodded quietly.Kadel walked ba
Meanwhile... while Devon and his assigned warriors departed BloodFall Pack for Silverfang Pack, another messenger was already racing toward Crestmoon Pack carrying a sealed letter and a heavily wrapped package.The journey had been fast... Very fast.Draven's orders had left no room for delay.Back at Crestmoon Pack, tension had become almost unbearable.Ever since Beta Devon had taken Kaden away under Alpha Draven's orders, nobody had truly relaxed.Alpha Kadel especially.Though deeply disappointed by his son's actions, Kaden was still his son.More importantly, Lyria had become relentless.Every morning, afternoon, and evening. She keeps nagging Kadel with the same questions."Has anyone heard from BloodFall? Is Kaden safe? When will my son return?"The constant pressure had exhausted even Kadel's patience.So when word arrived that a BloodFall messenger had appeared at the gates—The entire pack became alert and Kadel personally left the Alpha Estate with several elders and beta S
Still within BloodFall Pack—The atmosphere inside the territory had finally begun calming after the bloody events of the previous night. Warriors continued patrolling heavily while Servants moved cautiously through the halls, their voices lowered into whispers after witnessing the terrifying wrath of their Alpha.Inside Draven’s private chamber—Philipa sat quietly near the large window while one of the maids brushed her long dark hair carefully.The faint morning light spilled across her face softly.The terrible bruises from the ritual had mostly vanished already due to her Alpha blood and the medicines from BloodFall’s chief healer, though traces of exhaustion still lingered beneath her eyes.The healer finished examining her pulse once more before bowing respectfully.“Your wolf is stabilizing well, Luna.”Philipa looked slightly embarrassed at the title but remained quiet.The elderly healer smiled faintly.“You are recovering faster than expected.”“That’s because of Draven’s
Kaden broke completely. “PLEASE!” he screamed. “I’LL DO ANYTHING!”He grabbed desperately at Draven’s boots. “I can serve BloodFall! I can become your slave! I’ll never oppose you!”Draven stared down at him silently.Then—“You offered your own blood sister as sacrifice.”Kaden shook violently.“You watched her scream in pain.”Draven’s voice grew colder.“You lied repeatedly.”Kaden began sobbing uncontrollably now.“And because of you…” Draven whispered, “she was terrified and tortured.”Suddenly—CRACK!!Draven’s boot slammed brutally into Kaden’s ribs and the scream that tore from Kaden echoed across the hall.He rolled violently across the floor coughing blood.“AHHHH!!”Draven walked toward him slowly with no sign of mercy in his expression or hesitation.Kaden tried crawling backward desperately.“Please—!”CRACK!!Another kick landed against his shoulder.Bone shattered instantly and Kaden screamed louder.“STOP! PLEASE STOP!”Draven grabbed him suddenly by the throat and lifted
Even Marvin’s expression darkened slightly.This man… He truly understood power.Phil slowly stood upright again.“Chain him.” Immediately, the two BloodFall generals stepped forward carrying black iron restraints engraved with silver markings.Carlo’s eyes widened instantly on seeing the Moonsteel chains, his wolf reacted violently in fear.“No—!”He suddenly exploded upward with desperate strength, shifting halfway into his wolf form again as he lunged toward Phil in pure survival instinct. But Phil moved faster.BOOM—!!His fist slammed directly into Carlo’s stomach. The impact folded Carlo’s body violently and blood sprayed from his mouth as he crashed across the hall, smashing through two pillars before collapsing heavily against the far wall.The entire hall shook and silence followed immediately afterward.Carlo twitched weakly on the ground, unable to stand.Phil whistled softly.“That looked painful.”The BloodFall generals dragged Carlo upright and forced the moonsteel chains
“Mom! Please—don’t leave me!”The little boy clung desperately to his mother’s hands, his small fingers shaking as tears streamed down his face. His cries echoed through the cold air, broken and helpless.“Please, Mom… take me with you,” Draven sobbed. “I’ll be good. I promise.”His mother’s face w
Night had fully settled over Ashbourne Academy.The hostels were quiet, but the silence felt heavy—like the academy itself was watching.Following the descriptions on the paper, Draven walked alone through a narrow stone corridor hidden behind the main training hall. Few students even knew this pl
Night slowly fell over the academy.The lights along the stone pathways flickered on one by one, casting long shadows across the buildings. Whispers filled the air—everyone was still talking about what happened on the training field.Inside one of the senior hostels, a door slammed open. Darkson s
Back At Ashbourne...Exactly four o’clock, a loud bell rang across the academy, echoing through the halls and across the courtyards. The noise of students rushing out of their hostels filled the air—shouts, footsteps, and clattering armor mixing together. A deep, commanding voice boomed above it a







