LOGIN* Alpha Archer *The most awaited full wolf moon bled itself dry across the sky before finally sinking behind the mountains. If Regina has accomplished the plan then she should be back to the West. I waited, her mother waited anxiously. But still, no sign of her.No Regina in the gates of the borders in the West.No message being sent from the Alpha King either. Even whisper carried by the wind has no trace of her scent.Nothing, and I hate to wait anymore!For three nights, my wolf paced inside my chest like a starving beast, claws dragging furrows into my soul asking to go rescue her. He couldn't settle until she is back. He couldn't rest until she is in my arms. He howled through my blood for her.Go to her now! Bring her back in the pack. I tried to be rational. Tried to wait.But on the fourth dawn, when the moon had retreated and the world felt drained of color, something inside of me snapped. A cold, merciless certainty spread through my spine. She wasn't coming back because sh
* Regina *Malgori's stare pinned me where I stood and it was heavy, scorching, a weight I'd grown up learning to endure but never challenge. Not like this. Not with the whole camp holding its breath, waiting to see if the Rogue King would snap my neck for daring to interfere in his words.His shadow swallowed mine as he stepped even closer to me. I lifted my chin. If he considers me his daughter, then I shouldn't feel afraid.Because backing down now meant losing everything.And running now meant death.For the three of us, Rowan, Elias, and me. For every rogue who didn't worship the ground Malgori walked on.The wind rattled the weapons hanging from the armory racks, a metallic whisper that reminded me why I was here. The plan doesn't work if you flinch, I kept telling myself that. Malgori's eyes bored into mine. Those eyes had once frightened me, the first time I came here. Now they only fueled me."You think you know how to rule wolves?" he asked lowly, almost curious beneath the f
* Regina *By I woke up to another morning in Malhoti's territory, this day the rogue camp breathed a different kind of silence.Not the usual heavy quiet that settled over Malgori's territory like a shroud. But a watchful, predatory hush of wolves waiting for orders.I listened to a silence that felt fragile. Like the air itself was holding its breath, waiting for something to crack and something to happen.My plan had started to take root. And today, it would bloom into Malgori's head. Elias walked ahead of me through the open grounds, the knife I'd slipped into his belt now hidden beneath his coat. Rowan followed behind, mask of calm carved across his sharp features, but his wolf was alert, ears pricked, eyes scanning every shadow that we passed.Both of them were pretending to be ordinary warriors doing ordinary morning tasks. But each footstep carried intention and each action brings us closer to our goal. Mine most of all.Last night, the forged letter had found its way into Mal
* Alpha Archer *I noticed that the forest was wrong that morning. Even before the messenger arrived, even before the echo of Malgori's fury ripped through the distant rogue lands like a storm I could feel, something in the air around my own camp had shifted.It tasted like danger is near. And I worry more about her. Regina.I stood at the ridge overlooking my soldiers training below, their movements crisp, brutal, sharpened by my recent retreat. I'd withdrawn from everything since the last full moon, my councils, my alliances, even the border meetings. I needed space from the temptations that hunted me. From the politics wrapping around my throat. From Princess Lyra and her relentless attempts to place a crown of obligation on my head.I needed clarity and needed time. But mostly, I needed to breathe long enough to stop imagining Regina dying in a place where my claws couldn't reach her. The weight in my chest hadn't lifted. If anything, it had grown heavier each day that she was gon
* Regina *I look up at the sky the following day, and it has the color of bruised steel. Heavy, silent, and expectant, like the world is holding its breath, waiting for something to break. Maybe it's waiting for me, to work on the plan.I barely slept after the incident in the watchtower. Rowan had stayed outside my tent like a sentinel while Elias was inside like a shadow. I woke up to both of them wearing the same expression.Guarded and alert. Both of them are ready to kill anyone who comes too close. And today, I had to give them a reason to. Because today, the plan truly begins.The rogue camp is buzzing with midmorning duties. Warriors stalk the grounds in tighter patrols. Voices are clipped and tense. The bodies of the missing warriors haven't been found yet, but their absence is loud and somehow I know that if I stay too long they will suspect me.Malgori's suspicion unfurls like smoke across the camp. Every look lingers too long. Every whisper feels like it's about me. But I
* Alpha Archer *Another long night after Regina vanished into Malgori's lands have passed by. I withdrew from the frontlines, not because I was afraid, but because every battle felt wrong without her scent somewhere in the wind. The Alpha King ordered my temporary retreat, claiming "You will be needed at the next full moon. Your mind must be sharp."But how could it be sharp when I knew Regina was walking amid shadows that wanted to swallow her whole?The mountains on the northern ridge became my cage. I trained, hunted, patrolled together with my warriors anything to keep the ache inside my chest from devouring me. Every night the moon rose, my wolf grew restless, pacing, snarling, demanding we go after her.Soon, I told him. When the full moon rises, we move.But the nights dragged. And the waiting made me vulnerable to the one person who always wanted me weakest.Princess Lyra of the Royal pack arrived a few days before the full moon. Her footsteps barely touched the ground as she







