Eastern Thanalan Novels & Stories

Zane's left hand was on my waist, while Seth's right hand locked with my fingers, and Hunter walked at the very front leading the way with a dominant Alpha aura so intimidating it made the Eastern servants tremble in fear. We were led to the main hall covered in red silk carpets. At the end of the room, on a throne carved from ancient sandalwood, sat a middle-aged man in loose black silk robes. His eyes were pure jade green—the trademark of the Eastern Faction bloodline that mastered illusion magic and secret trade.

Kael asked quietly, "Whose tunnels?" "The eastern passage." The messenger swallowed painfully. "Varak already controls the entrance." The courtyard exploded into motion. General Thorne immediately began shouting orders. "The eastern companies!" "Move!" "Seal every lower gate!" Soldiers sprinted in every direction. Kael stood slowly. "He moved faster than we expected." Riven looked toward the eastern cliffs. "No." "He moved exactly when I expected." Kael frowned. "Then why..." Riven interrupted. "Because this isn't the real attack."

Brem nods once. The eastern plain is the flat ground between Thornhaven's outer walls and the first rise of the mountain foothills, a stretch of open land that offers no cover and no tactical complexity, which cuts both ways. Kaelen's revenants gain nothing from terrain they cannot use. Wolves and vampires fighting together on open ground can use coordinated movement in ways that confined streets do not allow.

She had Dorin and four wolves ready before she had finished reading it, which was the kind of preparation that looked like instinct and was actually just the accumulated habit of thirty years of knowing that when something was coming you positioned before you were certain and adjusted after. Kade met her at the eastern perimeter at the fifth hour. Hadrik had the Ironfang wolves — twelve, his best, the ones who had been running the joint patrols since the start and knew the eastern terrain the way they knew their own quarters. Dorin had the Silverblood six. Reyn's eastern border unit was already at the marker, receiving their final positioning orders from the runner she had sent at the fourth

“I told you we would be watching. You thought you could hide in the dark like a frightened child? We are the East. We are the masters of the spectrum. We own the light, and we found your frequency the moment you stepped out of your hole. You have only made it easier for us by bringing your entire Council into our reach.” Thorne and the warriors were already forming a tight perimeter, their obsidian blades glowing with a cold light as they met the first wave of jade guards. The battle was instantaneous and brutal: a clash of silver and emerald in a land that had forgotten what life looked like. The air was filled with the sound of steel on stone and the rhythmic chanting of the Eastern Weaver

I dress in the warm clothes I never asked but were brought to me anyway and I cross the passage to the pack-house. “Good morning, Luna.” Shit! I forgot about that. Thane is standing there at the door, on full attention. He too is tall like most males in the pack and he is seriously built. He looks my age or even younger but maybe it’s that stupid grin on his face. His light brown hair is drawn into a messy bun on the top of his head and his beard is short but unkempt. He is wearing a black wife-beater a. because he is one and b. to show off the mark on his arm.

Well…he was my mate. “Fine. I’m listening.” “From the East is Tau, the Alpha of the east. From the North is the Twins of the Stars, Alphas of the North, Light and Sky. From the south are the Triplets of the eclipse; Amare, Philo and Ahab.” Aaliyah listed to me the alphas but something felt off. “Okay? Is there anything else?” I asked and they looked at each other’s faces as if they had something hidden that they were afraid to say.

No other pack would warrant such a strong reaction. “I’m coming,” I say. Alexei falls into step on my other side at the base of the stairs, as if he simply appeared from the stone. “Tell me it’s deer,” I say. “Smelled wrong for deer,” he replies. “Too much iron. Too much… them.” My wolf presses harder against my skin, demanding to be let out. The eastern ridge is a teeth-line of rock and scrub. Tarek is there, eyes wide. “There,” he says, pointing. “Wind carried it up. I’ve never smelled anything like-”

They had answered the call. The leader of the eastern packs was a massive wolf named Alpha Thorne. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with silver-streaked hair and eyes the color of steel. He dismounted and walked toward Elara, his boots crunching on the frozen ground. "Queen Elara," he said. "I am Alpha Thorne of the Eastern Reaches. I have brought three hundred wolves to join your cause." Elara inclined her head. "Welcome, Alpha Thorne. Your aid is most welcome."

River laughed and Theresa joined her. “My brother used to be very happy and energetic. He was the best warrior in the lycan kingdom, before his attack. He may not be what you expected of a mate presently, River, but I know he will get over this, with you by his side.” She smiled as she patted River on the shoulder. “Zara, our maid, just told us about a healer from the East, he may be able to help Thane get back on his feet. Thane has sent for him. You need to join us when he comes for the treatment.”