Masuk"You thought you could touch what is mine?" Leonidas's human voice rumbles directly inside Stelios's mind through the pack link before he snaps the traitor's collarbone.A sickening crunch echoes through the shattered glass of the conservatory. Stelios screams, a sound tore raw from his lungs, as the massive silver wolf pins him to the blood-stained stone floor. Leonidas does not grant him a second to breathe. His massive, razor-sharp claws sink deep into Stelios’s chest armor, tearing through steel and flesh like parchment, pinning the mercenary leader completely beneath his crushing weight.I sink back against the rim of the stone fountain, clutching my throat as air floods back into my burning lungs. The thin cut on my neck stings from the silver, but the sight of the Supreme Alpha standing over our enemy fills the room with a heat so intense it melts the snow blowing through the broken glass dome overhead.Leonidas shifts back in a fluid, terrifying mo
"Step away from the threshold, Stelios, or I'll mount your head on a pike," Astinos roars, leveling his rifle out the shattered window frame at the advancing pack warriors.A volley of silver-tipped bullets sprays from his barrel, tearing through the front line of mercenary wolves charging across the snow-covered courtyard. The concussive cracks echo off the ancient stone walls of the Lykaon Moonkeep, lighting up the dark shadows of the Whispering Moon Woods in blinding flashes of gunfire.Down in the snow, Stelios Thornfang lets out a guttural, unnatural laugh that makes my skin crawl. The dark-moon alchemy pulsing through his veins makes his unnatural green eyes glow like toxic fire."Fire!" Stelios screeches, waving his heavy steel-clad arm forward. "Exterminate the traitors!"A barrage of explosive charges slams into the manor’s lower facade. Stone splinters fly through the air, and thick black smoke rolls into the grand foyer. Heavy boots crash
"You didn't read the whole confession, did you?" I ask, holding up the blood-stained parchment as Leonidas steps into the study.The flickering candlelight casts sharp, jagged shadows across his pale, aristocratic face. Fresh crimson seeps through the clean bandages wrapped around his broad chest, but his golden eyes remain fixed on the stained envelope resting in my trembling fingers."Manson wrote this the night before he vanished," I whisper, my voice raspy from cold and unshed tears. "He knew Daxos was going to execute him to keep him quiet."Leonidas strides across the dusty hardwood floor of the Lykaon Manor study, his heavy boots leaving deep impressions in the carpet. He snatches the parchment from my hand, his claws extending just enough to slice through the brittle, blood-crusted wax seal.As his eyes scan the jagged, desperate handwriting of his former trusted Beta, the air in the study plunges below freezing. The glass panes of the high Gothic
"If they want a sacrifice, I'll give them a war instead," Leonidas growls, pulling my frail body flush against his solid chest, ignoring the fresh blood seeping through his bandages and staining my hospital gown.My face remains buried in his shoulder, my spirit completely numb to the raw terror radiating through the room. The pain of losing our pup has left me hollowed out, a frozen shell walking through a nightmare that refuses to end. The alpha dominance radiating off Leonidas vibrates against my ribs, but my own inner wolf remains coiled in the dark, silent and bleeding."My Lord, the outer perimeter sentinels just radioed in," Astinos says, rushing to the shattered doorway with his tactical comm-sceptre clamped to his ear. "Two strike teams from the Alpha Trade Council are entering the hospital's underground garage. They brought silver-lined binding chains and a formal extraction warrant signed by Daxos.""Let them try to step through that door," Leonidas s
"He's going to tear down this entire hall if you don't let him through," Astinos's panicked voice echoes from the corridor outside, barely audible over the sudden, violent plunge in temperature.The frosted glass windows of the private healing chamber crack with a loud, crystalline snapping sound. Ice spreads across the glass like jagged spiderwebs as a suffocating, ancient alpha aura surges down the hallway, pressing against the heavy oak doors until the iron hinges groan under the sheer pressure.The air in my lungs freezes instantly. My wolf, hollowed out and bleeding inside my spirit, whimpers in sheer primal terror before recognizing the terrifying, apocalyptic scent of winter pine, scorched earth, and raw, unrestrained blood-fury.Leonidas."Supreme Alpha, please! You're still hemorrhaging from the internal shock!" a moon physician screams from the hallway, followed immediately by the sickening crunch of metal armor buckling against stone.The heavy double doors split right down
He was too out of his mind!Astinos and Daxos wanted to rush forward and pull him away, but the blade was already biting deep into his flesh, and any sudden movement could drive the steel straight through his heart.Daxos looked like he was losing his sanity too, taking a desperate half step forward as he yelled, "Leonidas, stop this madness right now!""I don't want to live in this hell with you!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, throwing myself hard against the heavy oak table beside the armoire.Leonidas froze completely. He had imagined a thousand ways this confrontation could end, but he never expected that I would rather hurt myself than let him corner me.His grip on the hilt loosened in sheer disbelief, and I snatched my hand back instantly, the combat knife clattering loudly against the wooden floorboards. I slammed hard against the sharp corner of the table, the impact knocking the breath straight out of my lungs.Astinos gasped in horror, sprinting across the room alongsi
“Let’s break this lunar bond, right now,” I say.I stare at Leonidas Argyros, the supreme alpha king, the wolf every female in Sparta Moonhaven wants. He’s got dark hair, a powerful build, and this intimidating aura that hangs around him like a storm. But he’s never wanted me. For three winters, I
GORGO LYKAOON POVI jerk awake, heartbeat wild. “What the… what’s going on? Where am I?”Weird angle, weird cushion. I squint around, empty. Totally alone.I glance down. My ceremony gown is shredded to bits. Ripped cloth everywhere. My stomach turns over.What did I know? Did I do this? Did I real
Gorgo Lykaon POV"Get out of the car right now!" Leonidas Argyros barks at the front seat.The territory rider jumps out fast. The big black car door shuts with a loud slam. His boots make a quick scratching noise on the dirt before he runs away into the night woods. Now it is just the supreme alph
Gorgo Lykaon POV"Drive the car now," Leonidas Argyros says.The territory rider gasps very loudly. His eyes are big because he sees the red blood on the supreme alpha king's neck. But Leonidas does not yell. He does not even look mad. He just looks out the black glass at the two bad wolves who are







