All Chapters of The Prophecy of the Golden Wolf : Chapter 31 - Chapter 35

Calla's Perspective I sat in my room that evening, the leather-bound book Alpha Kieran had given me resting unopened on my desk. Despite my genuine interest in Golden Wolf history, I found myself unable to focus on reading. Lyra had been restless and agitated ever since the run, and her unease was affecting my own peace of mind. "I do not like him," Lyra said bluntly, her mental voice sharp with disapproval. "There is something calculated about his interest in us. Something that feels like hunting rather than genuine attraction." "I know," I said aloud, setting the book down with a sigh. "There's something about him that feels... wrong. Not dangerous exactly, but not right either." "Gifts can be bait," Lyra replied with suspicious wisdom. "And his wolf... there was something predatory about the way he looked at us during the run. Not like someone hoping

Calla's Perspective The arrival of Alpha Aidan from Snowmoon Pack was refreshingly different from the formal pageantry that had accompanied Kieran's entrance. Instead of a convoy of vehicles and an entourage of pack members, a single black SUV pulled up to the packhouse just after noon, and only one man stepped out. I watched from the main hall window as he stretched, looking around the territory with obvious appreciation rather than assessment. Where Kieran had immediately begun cataloguing Moonveil's strengths and weaknesses, this Alpha seemed to simply be enjoying the mountain air and forest views. "Interesting," Uncle Alric murmured beside me. "Most Alphas travel with at least a Beta and a few warriors for diplomatic meetings." "Maybe Snowmoon does things differently," I suggested, though I was curious myself. Everything I'd heard about Alpha Aidan painted him as capable and well

Venus's Perspective I adjusted my travel bag one final time as our car approached the Moonveil territory border, my wolf Aphrodite practically vibrating with nervous energy. At eighteen, I'd never been this far from Howling Ridge territory, and the idea of permanently relocating to a new pack was both terrifying and exhilarating. New territory, new pack, new opportunities, Aphrodite said with tentative excitement. We will adapt and thrive. "Almost there, Venus," Aoife said from the passenger seat, turning to give me an encouraging smile. Her mating mark was clearly visible on her neck, and the contentment radiating from her through the family bond was reassuring. "You're going to love it here." "I hope so," I said, looking out at the towering pines that seemed to stretch endlessly in every direction. "It's certainly different from home." Gamma Caleb, who'd volunt