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All Chapters of His Pack Falls Without Her Magic: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1

For three months, I'd been preparing for the Blood Moon ceremony. Preparing to shield my mate, Alpha Damian, and his fragile pack from the spirits of the damned. But then he stood before the pack and announced my replacement. His first love, Isla—the woman who left him for dead—would take my place as High Priestess.Only yesterday, I was on my knees, pouring my soul into the wards for this ceremony."Lyra, these wards are a joke."I looked up. Damian stood behind me, his face a mask of Alpha arrogance."What's wrong with them?" I dropped the runic chalk and stood.The legendary Blood Moon was coming, a once-in-a-century event. Without my wards, Damian’s pack wouldn't stand a chance. He might be an Alpha, but he and his pack were the weakest in the North. Half the time, they couldn't even fight off rogues, forced into one humiliating retreat after another.This core ward would shield the entire Silver Moon pack from the spirits. Every single rune was perfect."The energy flow is to

Chapter 2

"Swallow your pride, Lyra! You were a rogue when we found you. Don't forget it."Damian's words were a hot brand, shattering the last of my illusions."This isn't about pride. It's about my status.""Status?" He took a step closer, his voice turning harsh, like he was scolding a disobedient pup. "This is about the pack's survival. I can't let your ego endanger us. You're too emotional, Lyra."The sacrifices I made, the life I gave, he dismissed as "ego.""Fine." I nodded, my voice surprisingly calm. "I understand."In their minds, Isla was better. Stronger. And I was just a tool they could now throw away."I knew you'd understand," Damian's expression softened into a look of condescending relief. "Isla arrives this afternoon. I expect you to cooperate with her."That evening, a sleek black car pulled up to the manor. Isla stepped out, dressed in a brand-new shamanic robe, her long hair adorned with feathers and bones. It was all for show. But for a pack obsessed with tradition, it

Chapter 3

The next morning, Damian knocked on my door. He held out a velvet box, his movements stiff."This is for you," he said, his tone dripping with forced appeasement. "An apology for last night."I opened the box. Inside was a moonstone the size of my fist."It's beautiful.""I found it deep in our territory," he said, a flicker of pride in his eyes. "It's full of energy."I almost laughed in his face. The stone's energy was coming from the twelve focusing arrays I had set up three months ago. He was gifting me my own power and expecting a thank you."Damian, why do you think this stone has so much power?""Because our land is blessed?""Because it's absorbing the overflow energy from the focusing arrays I set up across the territory," I said, watching the expression on his face freeze. "Without them, this territory will revert to a barren wasteland in three days."His face went pale. "You never told me about any of this!""You never asked."The door swung open. Reina interrupted us. "

Chapter 4

The moment I opened the door, the temperature in the room plummeted. Isla and Damian froze, like two deer caught in the headlights."What are you doing?" My voice was terrifyingly calm."Lyra, this isn't what it looks like—" Damian scrambled up, trying to shield Isla from my sight. But it was too late. I saw the mate-bond necklace—my necklace—glittering against her bare skin.The primal rage of a she-wolf whose territory had been invaded roared to life in my blood. Without a single spell, a crushing pressure slammed down on the room.Damian's face went white. He felt it—the absolute dominance of a superior bloodline."Lyra, listen to me," he rushed towards me, trying to use his pathetic excuses to calm me down. "Isla found a dark aura on the Unity Stone. She was helping me purify it...""Purify it?" I laughed. "My mate-bond is a 'dark aura' to you?"I took one step forward.The pressure was too much. Damian's knees buckled, and he crashed to the floor. He wasn't knocked down by ma

Chapter 5

I carried the iron cage from the manor. I didn't head for the Abyss of Exile.I walked deep into the Forbidden Forest and made sure no one was following. Then I stopped.I set the cage down gently, then crouched to examine the runes on the seal."A three-hundred-year-old seal," I murmured. "Sloppy work. Weak."I lifted a finger and drew a complex unsealing rune in the air. Golden light flowed from my fingertip, sinking into the cage's seal.BOOM!The seal shattered, and a black mist erupted from the cage.The mist coalesced into a ten-foot-tall demon. It had blood-red eyes, razor-sharp claws, and an aura of pure fury. A normal wolf would tremble before it."Freedom!" the Rage Spirit roared, its voice thundering through the forest. "I'm finally free!"Then it saw me.Just a young woman. I seemed no threat at all, sitting calmly on a rock, just watching."You freed me?" It tilted its head, its voice laced with confusion. "Why?""Because I need a powerful soldier." I stood and walked t

Chapter 6

The next morning, my comm crystal wouldn't stop ringing.I slowly brewed a cup of coffee. I savored the long-lost peace on my Evernight City balcony. Only then did I answer the call."Lyra!" Damian's voice was hysterical. "You have to come back! Now!""What's wrong?" I asked, feigning concern. "Wasn't the ritual a success?""Success?" he shrieked, his voice cracking. "It was a complete disaster! Isla's shamanic crap did nothing!"I took a light sip of coffee."That's a shame. But what does it have to do with me? Didn't you say her traditional ways were more reliable?""Stop playing dumb!" he raged. "The ritual can't happen without your wards! Now every pack in the north is laughing at us! The pack members are questioning my leadership!""Then you should talk to Isla about a solution.""Isla can't do anything!" he finally admitted. "Only you can fix this! You have to come back. You have to calm the pack!"I set down my coffee cup."Let me get this straight, Damian. Yesterday, you were

Chapter 7

"What?"Isla's shriek came through the crystal."My magic!" Isla shrieked. "You didn't just steal the Font of Power—you stole my power! It's gone!"I couldn't help but sneer.So her pathetic little tricks were all fueled by stealing from the Font."Lyra!" Damian's voice was back. "Give back control of the Font of Power, now! It's our pack's lifeblood!""No.""You can't do this!" he threatened. "I'll report you to the High Council! Stealing a sacred relic is a capital crime!""Stealing?" My voice turned dangerous. "Damian, do you even know the terms of the Font's ancient pact?""What pact?""Only the strongest bloodline can claim it," I said, my words slow and deliberate. "Three months ago, when I healed your dying lands, the Font sensed my blood. It chose a true master.""That's impossible! I'm the Alpha of this land!""Alpha?" I laughed mockingly. "An Alpha who can't protect his own mate? An Alpha who can't even spot a con artist?"I heard a heavy thud on his end of the line."But you

Chapter 8

"What do you mean? You're not afraid?""Our bond isn't a simple mate pact anymore. It hasn't been for a long time," I said, my voice cold. "Ten years ago, I used a secret art to bind it to a loyalty pact. You were the one who broke your vow, Damian. Any attempt to sever our bond now will only shatter your own soul and strip you of your power."I heard a sharp intake of breath."What secret art? How could you...""Try it," I taunted. "Go on, ask the Moon Goddess to break our bond. Let's see if she punishes the betrayer or helps him."There was a long silence."Lyra, I was wrong," his voice suddenly dropped low. "It was all a misunderstanding. Isla blinded me. I was a fool.""You're just figuring that out?""I admit I hurt you. But it wasn't all my fault," he started shifting the blame. "You were always so secretive, you never told me your real power. If you had just been honest...""Honest?" I sneered. "What did I need to be honest with you about? I gave you ten years of my life, and a

Chapter 9

When I returned to the manor the next day, they were, of course, still there.Damian took a deep breath and walked out of the house.He was holding an ancient horn.It was jet black and inlaid with a dragon crystal the size of a fist."Lyra," his voice trembled. "The legendary horn, said to command all beasts. I give it to you now, as a sign of my submission."I took the horn and examined it.It looked impressive, but I spotted the flaw instantly."This dragon crystal," I said calmly, "is a fake."Damian's face went white."What?""It's a glass replica." I tapped the crystal. It made a sharp, clear ping. "A real dragon crystal makes a dull thud. And..."I flipped the horn over, pointing to the runes at its base."This isn't a summoning rune. It's a backlash curse, designed to kill whoever blows the horn."The room fell dead silent."Whoever blows this horn will have the magic turn back on them. At best, they'll be severely injured. At worst, they'll die." I stared at Damian's shocked f

Chapter 10

I didn't even spare Isla a glance.I just softly spoke an ancient syllable:"Silence."Instantly, every shamanic totem on Isla's body went dim.The phony runes painted on her face faded like old tattoos.The bone necklace she wore lost its magical glow and became a cheap ornament."My power..." She stared at her hands in terror. "What did you do to me?""I took back what wasn't yours," I said, walking toward my car without a backward glance.Behind me, I heard Isla and Damian start to argue."You said you'd protect me!" Isla screamed. "You said if I helped you deal with her, you would marry me!""Now is not the time... and you lied to me!" Damian tried to calm her."When is the right time?" Isla shrieked. "After our baby is born? After we use its blood to cast the curse and steal her power? Is that plan even going to work now?"I stopped in my tracks.Bloodline curse.I turned around slowly."What did you just say?"Isla realized she'd let it slip. Her face went pale."I... I didn't sa

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