Todos os capítulos de Heart of the Wolf Queen: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

The uneasy calm that followed the rogue encounter didn’t settle the pack it sharpened them.By dawn, patrol rotations doubled without announcement. Wolves moved with quieter steps, conversations shortened, eyes lingering on the tree line longer than usual. No one said it aloud, but everyone felt it the rogues hadn’t come to fight, they were sent once again .Selene felt it in her bones and it made her shiver.She stood at the edge of the eastern perimeter, fingers brushing the rough bark of a cedar as she scanned the forest beyond. The air carried too many overlapping scent sold trails, disturbed earth, the faint metallic tang of blood from the skirmish the day before. Nothing was fresh enough to justify alarm, yet nothing felt right either.Behind her, footsteps approached.“You didn’t sleep,” Damien said quietly.She didn’t turn. “Neither did you.”A pause. Then he stepped beside her,

The training grounds had long since emptied, but Selene remained.The earth beneath her feet was scuffed and uneven, marked by hours of movement footwork, pivots, controlled strikes. Sweat clung to her skin, dampening the loose fabric of her training clothes, yet she didn’t slow down. The night air brushed against her heated body, cool and sharp, grounding her even as power stirred beneath her skin.She lifted her hands again, slower this time.The moon answered.It responded the way it always did now quietly, obediently, like it recognized her not as a vessel, but as its equal. A soft silver glow curled around her fingers, trailing up her arms in faint threads of light before sinking into her chestSelene closed her eyes.Years ago, the power would have frightened her. But now?Now it felt like breath.Like muscle memory.Like something that had always belonged to her, simply waiting for her to stop running from i

The pack hall buzzed with activity, the usual rhythm of footsteps, shifting weight, and murmured instructions filling the air. Yet beneath it, a tension hung, taut and unbroken, almost invisible to the casual observer. Damien moved through it like he owned it because he did. Every wolf there followed his lead, some silently, some with whispered acknowledgments.Selene trained at the edge of the hall, the familiar rhythm of strikes, pivots, and controlled breathing sharpening her focus. Her hands glowed faintly under the moonlight spilling through the windows, threads of silver energy weaving along her arms and up to her chest. Every movement strengthened her, not just physically, but in a way that resonated through her bloodline, through the power she had inherited, through the very pulse of the pack itself.Korven and a few of Damien’s trusted warriors stood nearby, observing quietly. They didn’t need to supervise her they already knew the trut

The moon hung low over the pack grounds, pale and watchful, casting silver streaks across the dewy grass. The air was thick with tension, the night unusually still except for the occasional rustle in the forest. Wolves in the outer patrols moved cautiously, ears flicking and muscles coiled, Even seasoned warriors sensed that this night would be unlike any other.Selene’s training had just ended, her body slick with sweat, her chest rising and falling as she focused on controlling the energy beneath her skin. Each movement drew power from the moon, from herself, from the bond she had with Damien. Every strike, every pivot, every defensive stance had been sharpened over months of relentless practice. She was stronger than ever, yet the knowledge of the threats waiting beyond the trees rogues and witches alike kept a edge in her mind.Damien approached from the central hall, his boots crunching softly on the packed earth. The Alpha’s aura radiated authority, a quiet confidence that settl

The moment Veyra disappeared beyond the borders of the pack lands, Selene felt it an unexpected lightness settling in her chest.Relief.It surprised her how quickly it came, she had just finally chosen to accept veyra and not listen to her instinct. Selene stood near the training grounds, arms folded loosely across herself, eyes unfocused as she watched wolves move through their drills. Her thoughts, however, were far from the present.Veyra had saved her in a way and although if Veyra didn’t do that she would have handled it herself going home with a few scratches. There was no denying that. Had taken a blow meant for Selene without hesitation, And yet trust was not something Selene could summon just because she felt indebted.She hated that about herself.Her Instincts had always been her compass steady, unyielding. It had guided her through every ups and downs. But with Veyra, a part of her still screamed to observe and watch her to keep an eye on