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Apparently, they both had problems regarding actual protocols. "These werewolves were once part of a resistance known as The Shadow. It brings together several members of different clans who were exiled for unjust reasons, just as I was. They are the first to know about all the things that happen, and not just among the werewolves, but among all other creatures." Alpha snaps his finger twice, and a servant leaning against the back of the room emerges with a silver tray. On top of the container are some fruit and a mug of what appears to be broth.

I realize then, that everything is going to be alright. We are going to live. We are going to be happy. "Thank you, Tanner," I whisper. Shane puts a hand on my back. He kisses me. The pack rises. They make their way to us. They surround us. They kneel. They pledge their allegiance to me. And to Shane. I am the luna. He is the alpha. I am his partner. I am his love. I am his. And he is mine.

I hated how her cheerful face turned gloomy because-- Oh, wow. She is smiling again. I guess she was not bothered by those bitches, huh. I smiled as I felt more intrigued by my mate, craving to know her more. Okay. Time to check her shadow now. Move forward, mate. Expose yourself to the sun, let me see your soul. I’m an Alpha of the Shadow pack, second strongest pack of the North Region. Our pack’s name is not made without meaning, it has a secret behind it.

In the center of the chamber stood the Shadow Lord, his form cloaked in a swirling vortex of darkness. "Alpha," he hissed, his voice dripping with derision. "You have come to witness the beginning of the end." Amelia's eyes narrowed, her gaze unwavering. "You underestimate the strength of an Alpha and her pack," she replied, her voice laced with defiance. "We will never stop fighting." The Shadow Lord's twisted smile sent shivers down Amelia's spine. "Oh, I don't intend to fight you, Alpha. You see, I have discovered a power that can surpass even the strength of a werewolf. A power that will ensure my dominion over all."

People were shouting that the Beta to the King's Alpha was here, yet they were supposed to be running from that same King. "Please listen to me. I know you are all scared and confused. We don't have a lot of time, but I promise once we are settled I will tell you everything. For now, the best I can say is that The Shadow wolves still exist and they are being hunted by our former King. I know this because I am a Shadow and so is your Alpha." The crowd gasped in disbelief.

Sean trailed off as he noticed the aura around the cloaked figure getting suffocating. "Of course that's what I mean. We can't have Kenderick become the next Alpha; if he does, everything we've worked for all these years will be lost. So, we'll make Collon the Alpha sooner than scheduled," the voice laughed, the eyes under the cloak shining brightly with malice. "But the Alpha is recovering well according to the intel we got," Sean replied, momentarily dampening the other's merry mood. "As long as the Alpha recovers, we won't be able to do anything to him."

I remained fixed on my stance, glaring at him. “Hit me! Go on, bloody try it. My father made you Alpha. I may have been omega at birth, but my father had been Alpha; he bestowed all these things on you because of me. And now you dare cheat on me with Sheila?“ I asked, and for the first time I had rendered Erebus speechless. He swallowed hard and seemed taken aback by my sudden change in personality.

“I can’t keep you from everything. But I will keep you from him. No one else. Ever.” Silas snorted from the side. “You two are literally going to give me gray hairs before breakfast.” Rowan chuckled, eyes sharp. “I think we’ve crossed from training exercises to supernatural melodrama.” Mara smirked, crossing her arms. “Melodrama that involves stabbing mirrors and impending doom? Yeah, seems right.” Nadia Clarke’s voice was firm, slicing through the levity. “Enough. Focus. This is serious. That Shadow Alpha isn’t a rumor. He isn’t a threat from afar anymore—he’s testing boundaries, seeing what she can do, what we can do.”

“Your mother tried, as did others before her but destiny is patient. It does not pass to just anyone, it waits for the one strong enough to carry it through.” I clutched the journal to my chest like a shield. “And you think that’s me?” “I know it is you,” she said firmly. “The rogues gather because they know something is coming. The Shadow Alpha moves not only for vengeance, but because he fears the prophecy. He fears you.” My knees felt weak. I wanted to argue, to push the words away but deep down I knew… part of me had always felt it. That there was something inside me I couldn’t ignore forever.

“Mr. Grey here is, as I’m sure you’re all aware, the future Alpha of Shadow Pack. However, he finds himself without a loyal unit.” Wait. What? The words hit me like a slap. I blink, trying to process. Tobias presses on. “The future Beta, Gamma, and Delta of Shadow Pack are loyal to his younger brother and share their father’s ideologies. The current Alpha, as many of you know, is... controversial, to say the least.” That’s putting it mildly. A ripple of discomfort moves through the guests. Men shift in their chairs, exchanging uneasy glances. From their tight expressions, it is pretty clear none of them are fans of the current Alpha of Shadow Pack.