FAZER LOGINThe wind blew, sending an icy chill down her spine. Selene wrapped her arms around herself as unease crept over her from behind — like hundreds of tiny legs pinching, prickling, and scratching at her skin. The sensation grew stronger with each passing second, forcing her to turn around.Her eyes wandered, but she saw nothing except shadows, trees, and bushes."Miss Selene, is everything all right?"Alfred frowned, noticing that his mistress's attention was no longer on the elder."Something's not right," Selene murmured, searching for whatever could be causing the strange sensation. It grew stronger with every minute, now reaching her chest and making her heart pound uncontrollably.Her mind focused as she searched through her memories, trying to understand what was causing it.Consumed by her thoughts, Selene lost all awareness of what was going on around her. Everything seemed to ring and ebb.Those who heard her fell silent. Even the others who had been playing nearby stopped to wa
Valentine toyed with her fingers as she lowered her gaze, her eyes settling on Selene’s group below. She let out a quiet sigh as she watched them moving about, but her gaze quickly narrowed when she noticed a familiar-looking old woman approaching Selene.“What is it, Alpha?”One of her male guards stepped closer after noticing how near she had moved to the edge of the cliff.“Who is that again?”Valentine pointed toward the elder, who had now seated herself on one of the broken steps of the ruined staircase.The guard paused and squinted, trying to get a better look. His expression quickly stiffened, and his eyes widened the moment he recognized her.“That’s Old Thena, Alpha. She’s one of the oldest and most powerful werewolves in the slums.”He swallowed hard, sweat trickling down his face.“The oathbreaker,” Valentine whispered.The curve of her lips lifted higher as an idea slowly began to take shape in her mind.That immediately caught the others’ attention, drawing them closer.
Every single person in the room watched nervously, their gazes fixed on their Alpha. None of them knew what was going on inside his head, but all of them could sense the rage and tension hanging around him.Duncan ground his teeth, pacing back and forth, restless thoughts plaguing his mind, utterly unbothered by the group that had just entered his office.What if his father tried something? What if Lucas tricked her into going with him? What if she suddenly decided to leave the pack?Every minute, those thoughts resurfaced like whispers taunting him.It was Julieta who dared to walk at his side. Everyone else remained as they were, bracing themselves for whatever was about to happen.“Alpha, what is your problem now?” she whispered.She shot a quick glance at the others to make sure none were looking.“It’s nothing.”Duncan grunted, unable to ease the tension in his face.“We all know that’s a lie,” Julieta hissed, struggling to keep hold of her own anger. “You need to pull yourself t
The three of them huddled near the ruined dwelling. Grandma Thena sat on one of the broken steps, aware that this was going to be a long conversation.“This happened back when I was still part of a pack,” she said. “I used to visit this town from time to time, and even then, it was obvious the ruling packs didn’t like the growing number of vagabonds scattered across their territory. There were constant clashes too, mostly because some of them kept trespassing into other packs’ hunting grounds. They’d become a nuisance.”A sad smile touched her lips.“And since it was the era of the great Alpha Alexus, no one dared spill blood.”She lifted a finger toward Alfred and Selene.Alfred nodded immediately, already familiar with the law. Selene, however, frowned.“Who is Alexus?”The question slipped out before she could stop herself.Alfred turned to her with a small, knowing smile.“He was a legendary Alpha from the bloodline of the Guardian Hound,” he said. “He established the rules our soc
A ruin. That was what it was.The front of the house still stood intact, preserving a glimpse of the dwelling’s former beauty and structure, but there was no roof, no walls, and the floor had long been swallowed by vines and grass. What remained was nothing more than rubble, overgrown flora, and a few standing pillars.They stood frozen before it, unable to believe where they were now. The teens’ faces fell, while Alfred hunched in embarrassment and defeat.“What happened here?”Selene couldn’t hide her shock.After carefully examining the place, Selene was certain this had not been caused by years of neglect alone. From the broken walls, the piles of stone, and the scorch marks still visible on what remained, it was clear the damage had been done on purpose.Alfred cleared his throat, taking in a deep breath as his gaze wandered over the ruins.“From what I know, years ago, several vagabonds from the slums, along with some defectors from the Shadow Bane pack, burned this place to the
Under the rays of the full moon, the ground glimmered crimson. The grass, the bushes, even the tree trunks were painted red. Blood dripped from every leaf, branch, and blade of grass.In the middle of it all was Aunt Pen, kneeling on the ground and clutching a figure covered in thick fur. His entire body was drenched in the same liquid that stained everything around them.She was screaming, but no sound came from her mouth.Her face was tear-streaked as her gaze darted around wildly before shifting back to the limp, motionless person in her arms. She shook him desperately, as though refusing to accept what she was seeing.“Miss Selene, please wake up!”A deep voice called out to her, followed by several others. Then murmurs began to echo through her ears, filling her head.In an instant, the image started to blur—but not before a large, dark shadow appeared beside Aunt Pen.The woman lifted her gaze, her eyes bloodshot. Her attention locked onto that figure, and she screamed her lungs







