Semua Bab Moonbound: The Rise Of The Alpha: Bab 11 - Bab 19

The vision lingered long after Lyla had opened her eyes, its darkness clinging to her like the remnants of a nightmare. The shadowy figure standing beside Kane was unlike anything she had ever felt before malevolent, ancient, and entirely unnatural. The forest, which usually thrummed with life and energy, now seemed weighed down, its branches drooping and its whispers muted.As she sat alone in the clearing, the silver wolf’s absence felt heavier than ever. Whatever Kane had discovered, it was something even the forest feared.The next morning, Lyla returned to the pack’s camp. The atmosphere was tense, the wolves on edge after the rogue warned the previous night. Dani was tending to a young wolf’s wounds while Mason sharpened his blade with slow, deliberate strokes. Even the younger wolves, who usually joked and sparred in the mornings, sat quietly, their gazes distant.Eli was standing near the fire pit, his arms crossed and his expression grim. Lyla approached him, her heart poundi

The pack’s camp was sombre that night, illuminated only by the flickering light of a low-burning fire. Lyla’s recounting of her vision had left everyone uneasy. The shadow figure, Kane’s growing power, and the revelation of the Dark Root’s heart weighed heavily on their minds. It was clear now: the stakes were higher than they’d ever imagined.As the wolves quietly debated their next move, Lyla stood on the outskirts of the camp, staring into the dark forest. She clutched her mother’s journal, the leather-bound book her constant companion since discovering it in the attic. Her hands trembled as she flipped through its pages again, searching for answers.“You won’t find everything in there,” Dani said softly, stepping up beside her.Lyla glanced at her, startled. “I know,” she admitted, closing the journal. “But it’s the only connection I have to my mom. She understood the forest in a way I don’t.”Dani placed a hand on Lyla’s shoulder. “Your mom was special, Lyla. But so are you. She

The forest was alive with tension, every howl in the distance like the tolling of a bell. Kane’s forces were moving quickly, their approach a menacing drumbeat in the minds of the Blackwood wolves. The camp was a hive of activity, wolves rushing to fortify defences, sharpen weapons, and prepare for the fight of their lives.Lyla stood at the edge of the clearing, her dagger strapped to her side and a satchel of herbs slung across her shoulder. She watched the others prepare, her stomach churning with a mix of fear and determination. This wasn’t like the smaller skirmishes they’d faced before. This was war.Eli approached, his green eyes sharp and focused. “Lyla,” he said, his voice calm but firm, “we don’t have much time. Kane’s bringing everything he has, and we need to be ready.”“I know,” she said, meeting his gaze. “I’ll be ready.”He placed a hand on her shoulder, the warmth of his touch grounding her. “Stick close to me. If the forest’s power reacts during the fight, we’ll need

The camp was quiet as dawn broke over the forest, the pale light casting long shadows across the clearing. The Blackwood wolves, weary but resilient, were gathering their strength after their latest victory. Lyla sat at the edge of the camp, staring into the forest as if it might offer her answers. The battle against the shadow had drained her, and though the forest’s magic still coursed through her veins, it felt heavier now, burdened by the weight of what was yet to come.She glanced down at her hands, the faint glow of the forest’s energy still lingering on her skin. It was a constant reminder of her role, one she hadn’t asked for but had come to accept.Eli approached, his movements quiet but purposeful. “You haven’t slept,” he said, sitting beside her.Lyla shook her head. “Every time I close my eyes, I see the shadow, the tree, the way it all felt so… alive.”Eli placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “You did what no one else could, Lyla. You weakened the shadow. That’s more

The storm came with the night, an ominous wind howling through the trees as if the forest itself anticipated the coming battle. Thick clouds hung low in the sky, veiling the moon and casting the camp into shadows. Lyla stood at the edge of the clearing, her heart heavy with the weight of her growing power and the responsibility it brought.The pack was restless, their murmurs blending with the rustling of the wind. Even the forest felt different, charged with energy yet burdened by the shadow's lingering corruption. Lyla clenched her fists, willing the forest's whispers to guide her, but tonight, they were silent.As the pack prepared for Kane’s inevitable attack, a figure emerged from the shadows. Lyla’s eyes snapped to the edge of the camp, where a woman with pale skin and sharp features stood. Her presence was otherworldly, her dark cloak blending into the night like a piece of it had come alive.Eli was the first to step forward, his body tense. “Who are you?”The woman’s voice wa