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The scent of blood clung to the cold stone floor. Torches flickered against the walls of Black Fang’s underground tribunal, casting long shadows over the crowd gathered to witness an execution. Warriors stood in silent rows. Pack elders watched from their seats. Every pair of eyes was fixed on the young woman kneeling in the center of the chamber.Her wrists were bound with silver chains. Dark bruises covered her pale skin. Blood trickled from the corner of her lips, but she refused to bow her head. Serafina stared straight ahead. She had failed.Afther years of brutal training, after countless missions that stained her hands with blood, after being molded into Shadow Fang’s deadliest weapon, she had failed the one mission she could never afford to fail.Kill Alpha Darius Ravencrest. Instead, she had been captured before her blade reached his heart. One of the warriors stepped forward and kicked the back of her knees.“Lower your head before the Alpha!” Serafina didn’t move. “I said..

The iron shackles felt different. It’s lighter. They no longer burned her skin like silver had. For the first time in years, Serafina realized how much the silver had been weakening her body. Her breathing became steadier, and the constant ache in her muscles slowly began to fade.She frowned. ‘Why would he remove the silver?’If Darius truly believed she was a dangerous assassin, keeping the silver on her would have been the wiser choice. Unless, he had another reason. The elderly woman who had greeted Darius earlier stepped into the room carrying a wooden tray.Stream rose from a bowl of soup, accompanied by fresh bread, roasted meat, and a cup of herbal tea. She placed everything on the table before offering Serafina a gentle smile.“My name is Martha.” Serafina didn’t respond. “I take care of the Alpha House.”Still nothing. Martha didn’t seem offended. “You should eat.”Serafina glanced at the food before looking away. “I’m not hungry.”Martha sighed softly. “I’ve heard that answ

Morning arrived with a soft drizzle. Rain trapped against the tall windows of the Alpha House, wrapping the territory in a quiet calm. Serafina had barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Darius standing beneath the moonlight, as if he had known exactly how her escape would unfold.It irritated her. She hated being predictable. More than that, she hated that he hadn’t punished her at all. She had expected chains. A dungeon. Perhaps even torture. Instead, she had simply been escorted back to her room. As though nothing had happened to her. A knock sounded at the door.“Come in...”The door opened and Martha stepped inside. She smiled when she saw Serafina already awake.“I thought you’d still be sleeping.”“I don’t sleep much.”“I can tell that.” Martha placed a fresh set of clothes on the bed. “They’re yours.”Serafina frowned. “Mine?”“The Alpha ordered them for you.”She glanced at the neatly folded garments. Dark troused, a cream colored blouse, a thick cloak embroide

Three days passed peacefully. Too peacefully. Serafina had begun to suspect that Darius was deliberately giving her space. No interrogations, no threats, and no attempts to force information out of her. It was infuriating. She preferred enemies she could understand. Not a man who treated her like a puzzle.The morning sun had barely risen when a loud horn echoed across Black Fang. One blast. Then another. Warriors hurried toward the central training grounds. Servants paused their work. Even children ran to watch from a safe distance.Serafina looked out the window. “What’s happening?”Martha smiles as she folded freshly washed blankets. “It’s the monthly Warrior’s Trial.”“Trial?”“The younger warriors compete to earn promotions.”Serafina turned back toward the courtyard. More than a hundred wolves had gathered. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement. Serafina felt curious.“You may watch it if you want.”Serafina blinked. “What?”Martha laughed softly. “Alpha Darius gave permission.”

The Great Hall of Black Fang had never felt so tense. Long banners bearing the Black Fang crest hung from towering stone pillars. A blazing fire crackled in the massive fireplace, but it did little to warm the icy atmosphere inside. Representatives from six neighboring packs sat around the circular council table.At the head of the room, Alpha Darius Ravencrest. To his right stood Beta Kael. Meanwhile, Serafina remained outside the chamber under guard. She wasn’t invited. She wasn’t trusted. Yet every conversation inside revolved around her right now.“The rumors are true, then.”Alpha Cedric of Silver Crest leaned back in his chair, his gray eyes fixed on Darius.“You’ve invoked the Right of Claim.”“Yes, I have.”“And the assassin still lives.”“She does.”A murmur swept through the room. Another Alpha folded his arms.“Did you realize what the other packs are saying about it?”Darius remained calm. “I rarely concern myself with rumors.”“They’re questioning my authority.”Silence f