Mag-log inThe two men nodded instantly and disappeared into the chaos after Kaden.Lorne himself quickly turned toward Marko and Philipa.Relief flashed briefly across his face seeing her alive despite her condition.“You’ve done enough,” he said sincerely. “Thank you for saving our future Alpha.”Then he stepped forward carefully, extending his arms.“I’ll take Alpha Philipa from here—”The moment his fingers almost touched her—Draven moved not fast or violent way.He simply turned his head slowly toward Lorne. But the instant their eyes met—Lorne froze, his wolf nearly ripped out of his body in terror.Cold. Ancient and Predatory.That was all Lorne felt from Draven’s gaze now.“Don’t,” Draven said quietly yet the single word carried overwhelming pressure.Lorne’s breathing hitched as even his knees weakened slightly.“…dare me.”Lorne immediately stepped backward.His instincts screamed at him not to challenge the being standing before him.Something about Draven had changed after the coll
The explosion behind them shook the entire underground passage violently.Dust and shattered stones blasted through the tunnel like a raging storm, forcing everyone to shield their faces as they ran.Marko tightened his hold around Philipa’s unconscious body and kept moving despite the burning pain in his legs.“Move faster!” Jax barked behind him while dragging one of the captured elders across the ground like a sack of meat.Another tremor ripped through the tunnel.CRAAAACK—!!The ceiling split apart overhead.Large rocks crashed down violently behind them, sealing parts of the passage completely.“We’re running out of time!” Darren shouted.Ahead of them, the faint outline of the exit finally appeared.Moonlight. Fresh air and Hope.Marko gritted his teeth and pushed himself harder.Then—They burst out of the underground ruins.Cold night air slammed into their faces.One after another, the students and Crestmoon warriors stumbled out onto the academy grounds while the earth behin
The moment the invisible mirror barrier flung his hand away, something inside Draven snapped completely.For a split second, he simply stood there—breathing hard, staring at the unseen force separating him from her.And then Philipa’s cries broke him.“Draven… please don’t hurt yourself...!” Her voice trembled, weak, breaking, filled with pain and fear. It wasn’t loud, but it cut deeper than anything.Draven stepped back slowly, his chest rising and falling in sharp, uneven breaths. His fingers curled, unclenched, then curled again.“…No,” he muttered under his breath.Then suddenly—He lunged forward.BOOM—!His fist slammed into the invisible barrier with brutal force. The entire chamber trembled but the barrier held.A violent rebound of energy shot back into his arm, forcing him a step backward.Draven didn’t stop. Again.BOOM—!!This time harder. The impact echoed like thunder, rippling through the pillars, disturbing the rhythm of the bloody stream and the elders who were still u
Draven moved first. Fast and unhesitating.The moment the energy ripple passed, he surged forward into a sprint, the others barely reacting in time before following him.Marko’s heart pounded violently.“We’re close—!” he called out, voice tight.The red glow ahead intensified with each step, and the chanting grew louder but more distorted.… inhuman.Then— They reached it.The passage opened suddenly into a vast underground chamber, but the sight that greeted them—made Marko’s blood run cold.He knew such a place existed but had never imagined it to be more darker than Marvin had described to him months ago. But when he saw who was on the altar—Philipa. Tied and moving less, his wolf surged violently within him— Wanting to fight, but the dark energy in this evil place suppressed it relentlessly. Then he watches Draven stepped fully into the chamber. Silence followed his entrance, tot immediate, but noticeable like a shift.The air itself seemed to react to him.Draven stood at the
Marko’s breath caught in his throat.“…Draven.”The name hung in the air for a split second.Draven didn’t respond immediately.He stood with his back half-turned, shoulders rising and falling rapidly, as if he had just forced himself to stop rather than kept running past them entirely.The tension around him was suffocating.Marko pushed himself up quickly, ignoring the sting in his shoulder. The two men beside him also recovered to their feet, instinctively forming a cautious stance.“Draven—wait—” Marko began.But Draven turned sharply.And in that instant—Marko stopped speaking.Draven’s eyes, they were different. Not just intense or just angry, they carried something deeper and something unstable.His breathing was uneven, his jaw clenched tightly as another wave of pain seemed to ripple through him. His hand hovered near his chest again, but he forced it down.“Talk,” Draven said coldly, voice rough.“Now.”Marko swallowed.“…We’ve found her location.”Draven’s expression didn’t
AHHHHHHHH—!!!”Philipa screamed again, but this time, louder and more desperate.Her entire body arched violently as invisible forces tore through her. It felt like blades, thousands of them, piercing her skin, her muscles and even bones.“STOP—!! PLEASE—!!”Her voice cracked into sobs while her wolf surged inside her—furious, desperate, fighting to break free. But the dark magic pressed down harder.Crushing, suppressing and draining her wolf's energy.“No… no…” she whispered weakly as her strength began to fade.The more she resisted—The worse the pain became. And her body began to tremble uncontrollably, until her vision blurred.Still— they showed no mercy. Not even a pause or a chance of escape for.Kaden watched silently and unmoved by his sister's screams of agony. A slow, twisted curiosity filled his gaze.“…So this is it…” he murmured under his breath.“…the power they spoke about…”His lips curled slightly.“Interesting.”----Meanwhile…Marko’s mind was in complete chaos as
Back to the Academy…The sharp clang of the morning bell echoed across the academy grounds.Class dismissed.For half a second, there was silence—Then chaos. Chairs scraped loudly, boots stomped and voices exploded into laughter and rough teasing.“Move, idiot!”“You’re blocking the door!”“Breakfa
Crestmoon Pack---Day of Alpha Kadel’s Burial...Gray clouds swallowed the sky.Not storm clouds. Just dull… heavy ones.The kind that pressed down on the chest and made breathing feel like work.Even the wind was quiet, as if the forest itself mourned.The royal burial grounds stood at the highest
When Stefan returned, kadel Instead, under the cover of night, he followed Stefan quietly to the healer’s house.The moment the healer saw Kadel step inside—alive—her legs nearly gave way beneath her. Tears filled her eyes as she clasped her hands together.“Moon Goddess be praised,” she whispered.
The moment the chamber door shut behind them, Lyria straightened.Her fainting vanished as though someone had flipped a switch.She grabbed Kaden’s hands and laughed breathlessly, pulling him into a tight embrace.“It worked,” she whispered excitedly. “They believed it.”Kaden smirked, hugging her







