Lahat ng Kabanata ng Eclipsed Wolves: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Theoden had spent his life believing in order.The pack, the hierarchy, the balance between wolves and the world around them. Even through war, through bloodshed, through everything that had been stolen from him, he had believed in some unshakable law of existence.But this?This shattered everything. Not just who they were. But why they had been erased.They hadn’t just been hidden. They had been bound. Sealed. And the Elders had done it. To control them.To control gods.Selene hadn’t spoken in minutes. She stood beside him, her expression unreadable, but Theoden could feel the tension in her body, the way her mind was racing, unraveling. The Silvercrest Alpha sat in his chair, watching them with something like pity.“I know this is a lot to process,” he said, voice quieter now. “But if you want to survive, if you want to understand what’s coming, you need to listen.”Selene inhaled sharply. “We’re listening.”Theoden could feel the storm in her. The need for answers. The need for

Theoden and Selene had been searching for the truth. Now, it seemed, the truth had been waiting for them.The Silvercrest Alpha led them through the underground tunnels beneath the stronghold, deeper than any pack vault should go. Theoden could feel the weight of the stone above them, the centuries pressing down. They stopped before an iron door, untouched by rust, carved with markings that Selene recognized instantly.Her mother’s sigil.Theoden felt her breath catch beside him.“This isn’t just an archive,” she whispered.The Alpha nodded, stepping aside. “No one has entered this vault since it was sealed. No one but you was meant to.”He placed a heavy key into the lock, twisted, and the iron groaned as the door swung open. Inside was a room that had never seen the light of day. And within it lay the truth the Elders never wanted them to find.The vault was small, lined with shelves of ancient tomes, scrolls wrapped in silk, relics older than any known civilization. In the center o

Theoden woke first.For the first time in centuries, he felt rested—truly, deeply rested. Not just physically, but in a way that settled into his bones, like his soul had finally clicked into place. Selene stirred beside him, her red hair spilling over the pillow, her breathing soft and even. He didn’t wake her—not yet. Instead, he lay there, watching her, letting the peace settle around him for just a moment longer. Then, as if sensing him, Selene’s eyes fluttered open. Green. Bright. Alive. She smiled sleepily. “You’re staring.”He smirked. “Can you blame me?”She stretched, groaning softly before rolling onto her side. “I feel…better. Rested.”Theoden nodded. “I know what you mean.”It was a new feeling, one neither of them had truly experienced in this life. Like the weight they had been carrying had shifted. It wasn’t gone—not even close. But now, it wasn’t just a burden.It was purpose.Selene sat up, rubbing her eyes. “I’m starving.”Theoden chuckled. “Then let’s eat.”The sce

Theoden stood in the doorway of their cabin, his blue eyes locked on the symbol carved into the dirt. The night air was crisp, but the chill that ran down his spine had nothing to do with the cold. Selene was beside him, her breath coming in quiet, steady exhales. He didn’t have to ask how she felt. He could sense it. Tension. Disquiet. A silent storm brewing behind her green eyes. She stared at the symbol, her fingers tightening into fists. “It’s fresh.”Theoden nodded. “He was here.”No footprints. No scent. No sign of approach or departure. But the symbol remained. A message.A warning.Selene exhaled sharply and turned back inside, rubbing her arms as if she could shake off the feeling that still clung to her skin. Theoden followed, closing the door behind them, his movements controlled but heavy.“He wanted us to see it,” Selene muttered, pacing. “He didn’t try to take me again. He didn’t attack. He just—” She gestured toward the door. “—left his mark.”Theoden leaned against the

Theoden felt it in his bones.The power inside him was no longer just a whisper of something ancient—it was awake. Selene lay across from him in the dim light of the cabin, her green eyes bright, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. The air around them pulsed with energy that had been sealed away for centuries. But now, there was no holding it back. And as the power inside him grew, so did hers. Selene shuddered, pressing a hand against her chest. “I feel… different.”Theoden stepped closer, his blue eyes searching hers. “Because you are.”Selene swallowed. “What is this? What are we?”Theoden lifted his hand, and without meaning to, fire flickered between his fingers. It wasn’t normal fire—it was gold, burning with the weight of something more than magic. And Selene—light shimmered over her skin, glowing softly, as if the power inside her had finally decided to take shape. Theoden clenched his jaw. “We’re what we were always meant to be.”But now they knew the truth—t