LOGIN"Where I'm I?" I asked myself as I looked around to see I could see any form of life around me. I began walking back, I tried to retrace my steps and go back to the pack, back to Orion, Elijah and Henry. I was a fool to let Liam's words get to me like that. I have heard of what other packs do wolves without packs, mostly females. The warriors at the pack gate had gotten a whiff of my scent; they howled to inform the others that there was an intruder. I kept running, I was so focused on escaping the fangs of my pursuers, that I failed to pay attention to my environment. I tripped on a rock and fell to the ground, I was terrified. The wolves were already over me, I was about to be killed. I heard another howl. The wolf was outnumbered three to one, but he managed to overpower the other three. I saw an opportunity to run and I did. “What is the problem? we would get killed if we stayed there a bit longer!" "Mate, don't let them kill mate." My wolf cried, I was a bit lost. I clearly know that my mate is Liam despite him rejecting me. As the wolves prepared to attack, we heard someone yell; "Enough!!!" The three wolves stopped dead on their tracks. I turned to see that it was a member of their pack, and it seemed that he was the beta of their pack. "Don't fight him, Never in my life would I have killed one of Orion Blackthorn's sons." The beta said as he transformed into a huge brown wolf. "Now, Liam Blackburn, let's dance." Did I just hear Liam? Why did he come to save me?”
View MoreLeila’s POV The Blood Moon loomed above us, I stood at the edge of the ceremonial grounds, heart beating against my ribs like war drums.The pack had gathered. Hundreds of wolves lined the outer circle in silence. Young, old, wounded, strong. I looked down at my hands. The ceremonial robe I wore was white, stitched with silver threads that shined faintly with every step. The triplets stood across the sacred fire, each robed in deep crimson trimmed with black. Henry’s expression was calm. Elijah was proud and gentle. Liam looked tense but determined. Behind them, the full council sat in their stone seats. Orion was at the center, cane in one hand, gaze sharp despite his age.I stepped forward. I reached the center of the circle. The triplets turned to face me, one by one.Henry stepped forward first. His hand gently took mine. His eyes searched mine—not asking for permission, but offering a vow. He pressed a silver dagger against my wrist. I didn’t flinch. The blade slid cleanly,
Henry's POV The grounds smelled of ash, pine, and dried herbs. I stood at the edge of the ceremonial circle, watching as the young wolves moved in silence, laying down silverstone markers and sprinkling protective salts. The Blood Moon would rise in less than two nights, and everything had to be perfect.I knelt down and pressed my palm into the earth. The soil was warm. “Still?” Elijah’s voice came from behind.I didn’t turn. “Yes. There’s something beneath us, faint, like a shadow watching us.”“Elijah,” I said. “We may have driven Sabastian’s spirit back but some part of him still lingers. I can feel it in the ground, in the air.”He didn’t argue. He felt it too. We all did.We had cleared the traitor, banished Kane, and doubled the protective runes but the ache at the base of my spine remained. It was the same feeling I had every time Sabastian entered a room. I dusted off my hands and looked at the center of the circle. That’s where she would stand Leila. Our mate. Our Luna.
Leila povThe war was over but the fear remained. I could feel it in the way the young ones looked over their shoulders. In how they flinched when the wind howled too loud. I sat legs crossed in the middle of the training circle surrounded by twelve wolves. Most of them were just kids, some hadn’t shifted yet. Others had seen too much to ever shift peacefully again.I kept my voice calm as I guided them through breathing exercises. Elder Mira had taught me how to center a shaken wolf. I was trying my best to follow her steps. It worked… for a while.Until Ressa started shaking.Her fingers curled into claws, her eyes went wide, her breath came in gasps. I moved closer to her and kept my tone soft.“You’re okay, you’re safe.”She looked right through me. “I can hear him.”My skin turned cold. “Who Ressa?”“Sabastian,” she whispered. “He talks in my dreams, he says he’s not dead, he says he’s coming back.”The circle broke apart. One of the boys growled, another stood and backed a
Elijah’s POV The first light of dawn filtered through the high windows of the council chamber, casting long beams across the polished stone floor. I stood beside Orion at the head of the great oaken table, maps and sealed scrolls laid before us. Henry and Liam flanked me, stern faces already fixed in the day’s business.Orion cleared his throat. “My sons, Elijah…” He paused to look each of us in the eye. “The time has come to repair alliances beyond our borders. I need you, Elijah, to carry these messages to the other Alpha leaders.”He tapped a sealed scroll marked with the Crimson Moon sigil. “These letters propose renewed trade, mutual defense against the dark packs, and an invitation for Leila to speak as Luna in each council.”My heart stuttered at the mention of Leila’s name—her voice in foreign halls was unthinkable just weeks ago. Now, it was necessary for peace. I nodded, careful to keep my expression even.“I will carry them,” I said quietly.Orion’s gaze softened with fath
Henry’s POVThe morning sun was just a pale glow on the horizon when I slipped into the apothecary’s workshop. Shelves lined with jars of petals, roots, and odd ingredients beckoned me. After last night’s revelations, shadow beasts, corrupted runes, venom in my blood, I needed more than steel. I ne
Sebastian’s POVBefore the first light of dawn, I walked the length of my barracks. The air was cool, and the torches I passed burned steadily, flickering against the rough stone walls. Each warrior slept on a simple cot, their heads resting on folded cloaks. On the tables by their beds were swords
Leila’s PovI slammed the heavy wooden door shut just as the blast’s echo faded into muffled shouts and the distant crackle of fire. My heart drummed so loud I thought it might burst through my ribs. The lock clicked home, and I slid the bolt into place, hands trembling on the cold metal.“Come bac
Elijah’s PovI’d slipped away to the balcony just after dinner, needing the quiet more than I’d realized. The night air was cool against my skin, and the soft glow of lanterns drifted up from the courtyard below. I sank onto the wooden bench, letting the weight of the day press down on my shoulders
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