Se connecterLiliana walked down the stairs with Clementine just behind her, each step carrying an effortless, ethereal grace. Her lunar mark glowed softly, then brighter, the pale light catching against her skin like moonlight given form.
The messenger froze the moment he saw her.His eyes widened with unmistakable awe, and before anyone could speak, he dropped down once more, bowing so deeply that his forehead nearly touched the floor.“I...I have only heard of the child blessed by the moonNight had already fallen over Osteen, and the city lay beneath a dark sky while the full moon hovered overhead, casting silver light over the smoke, ash, and ruins. The devastation below looked almost divine in its silence, as if the moon itself had come to witness what remained.Then the sound came, low, steady, and unmistakable.A convoy was approaching.Headlights cut through the darkness one after another, moving through the haze with purpose. Josiah turned toward the road, and the moment he saw the line of cars heading their way, hope lit across his face.He knew exactly who was arriving.Matthias stepped out first, dressed for battle, his combat attire dark beneath the moonlight. His elite warriors followed close behind, moving with disciplined precision as they spread into formation.For a brief moment, no one spoke.Then Neval took a step forward, his expression sharp with mockery as he looked over the Redborne ranks. “So this is th
Liliana walked down the stairs with Clementine just behind her, each step carrying an effortless, ethereal grace. Her lunar mark glowed softly, then brighter, the pale light catching against her skin like moonlight given form.The messenger froze the moment he saw her.His eyes widened with unmistakable awe, and before anyone could speak, he dropped down once more, bowing so deeply that his forehead nearly touched the floor.“I...I have only heard of the child blessed by the moon goddess,” he stammered, his voice trembling with reverence. “To see you here… this close… it is undeniable. You stand before me with such divine authority.”Liliana paused at the bottom of the stairs, looking down at him with calm, almost solemn composure.Then she offered him a gentle smile.“Rise,” she said quietly. “You do not need to bow so low.”The messenger hesitated, but the emotion in his face was immediate. Hope, awe, and relief seemed to rise all at once, as if he had
It was already afternoon when a messenger from Furtooth reached the Redborne mansion.He could barely remain upright by the time he was brought through the gates. The young wolf had shifted back into his human form, but his breathing was still ragged from the effort. He had run at full speed in wolf form, cutting through treacherous terrain and using every shortcut he knew, all while wounded and weak. It was the kind of journey only desperation could force.Liliana happened to be watching from her bedroom window when she saw the servants help the messenger forward.A moment later, Matthias’s voice carried from below, calm and controlled as always. He instructed the servants to bring the wolf inside, into the living room, and to serve him water and food first.That was when Liliana stepped out of her room.She moved to the stairs with Clementine beside her and looked down into the living room, where the exhausted messenger was being tended to.The young w
Josiah Furtooth stood at the edge of the ruined city, facing Neval with a stiff-backed courage that barely held together under the weight of everything he had seen.The smoke still hung in the air. Ash drifted over broken streets. Behind him, the surviving pack members waited in tense silence, watching to see whether their alpha could do the impossible and stop the invasion before it claimed what little was left of Osteen.Josiah took a careful breath. “This does not need to become any worse than it already has.”Neval looked at him without flinching, his expression cold and controlled. “It already has become what it needed to be. Osteen is a Rogue settlement now.”Josiah’s jaw tightened. “You cannot just declare that after burning half the city.”“We can,” Neval said flatly. “And we have.”The answer made the air feel heavier.Josiah tried again, keeping his voice level even as his pulse thundered in his ears. “There are civilians here. Families. Survivo
The purge moved fast.Mist did not waste time on ordinary houses. They passed the homes of civilians and left them untouched, slipping through the dark like shadows with a purpose. Their targets were the ones who had fed the corruption in the city for years.Officials were the first to fall.Those who had taken bribes, covered up crimes, and protected the wicked were dragged from their places of comfort and dealt with without mercy. Their guards could not stop the attack, and their walls did nothing to save them. By the time anyone heard the screaming, it was already too late.Then Mist moved to the merchants.The ones who had grown rich by cheating the poor, stealing from the weak, and selling their goods at cruel prices saw their stalls destroyed one by one. Tables were overturned. Fabric was torn apart. Boxes were smashed open and scattered across the ground. The clean rows of the market became a mess of broken wood, stolen goods, and firelight.
When the ritual hall was finally cleared, the bodies were taken away for a mass grave, and the injured were treated. Zykos was treated too, though Elder Faustino stayed right beside him to make sure he could not cause trouble.After that, Liliana and her family left Osteen with the Winterchase and traveled to Crimson City, the capital of Redborne territory.That evening, they entered a high-end restaurant to have dinner and talk about their next move.Once they sat down, Liliana took the seat beside Clementine. She looked at him for a second, then started laughing before she could even speak.“What?” Clementine asked, raising one brow.“The plan was for you to act scared. Terrified, even. But you did the opposite,” Liliana said through her laughter.The others quickly looked away, not wanting to be caught under Clementine’s glare.“The Winterchase are known to be scholars,” Clementine said. “It would ruin our image if the heir acted like a frightened girl
On the third day apart from Shaina, Matthias felt the emptiness like a constant ache in his chest. His wolf paced restlessly inside him, craving her touch, her warmth, the way she always submitted so perfectly to him. Work at Redborne Tower dragged on, and every quiet moment made the mate bond pu
Since Liliana was born, Shaina and Matthias had become very busy with pack duties and business. But they always made sure to set aside time for their family. They ate dinner together most nights. They read stories to Liliana before bed. And on quiet mornings, the three of them would walk in the
The weeks after their bonding turned into months of pure heat. Matthias and Shaina could not keep their hands off each other. Whenever Matthias finished his work early and came home to the mansion, Shaina would never leave their shared bedroom. She waited for him there, already wet and ready.The
For a week, the Redborne mansion buzzed with celebration. Shaina settled into her new life as Luna of the Redborne pack. Servants bowed when she passed. Her days filled with learning the layout of the grand house and planning small projects with the funds Matthias had given her.Matthias stayed bu







