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She had used our father’s soul to create a second shadow—a twisted, necrotic version of the Alpha Silas. "The Trinity is incomplete," the herald hissed, its voice like the grinding of teeth. "The fire and the light have awakened the earth. But the Void has claimed the sky. Come to the Sapphire Throne, children of the Blood-Crag. Come and see the father you killed rise to serve the night." The herald shattered the mirror, and the black rain intensified, turning the snow into a sludge of gore. I looked at Kaelen. His face was set in a mask of lethal determination. He looked at the thousands of newly awakened wolves, then at me.

Tobias stated, almost warmly. Jorak gazed at Tobias. After a moment, he looked away. “I’ll work on the spell for the red wolf. You will have it by midnight. Tomorrow night,” the spellcaster stated confidently. “Very good,” Tobias replied quietly. He watched the older shifter work for a while before he left, heading to the pack hall for usual business that required his attention. ========== The twenty-eighth ended without further incident at Bloodrayne. What Alpha Tobias and Misha would never know was that, that same night, Marian had seen Bloodrayne wolves moving around, beyond Lightmoon grounds.

Once Tate left and locked the door as promised, he spoke to the warrior stationed outside the basement, “The moment you hear anything suspicious, link me with a scream, Timmy.” “Will do, Alpha.” As Tate went to his own room and lay in bed, he thought about what he just did and muttered into the darkness, “Lucy, you are so going to kill me for this.” ### In the thick forest not far from White Blood, the only other red wolf in existence, Margaret, had her fist clenched on the table, where her rogue members now sat around. They all just returned from trying to find three of their own for hours, and when they learned where the scent trails were leading them to, all of them were afraid to go any

Chapter 110 – The Nexus of Crimson Stars The crimson portal’s light swallowed them, a searing rush that burned away the nexus’s warmth and spat them into a realm of jagged, blood-red stars. The air was sharp, laced with a metallic tang, and the ground beneath their feet was a mosaic of shattered stone, veined with pulsing crimson threads. Above, a chaotic nexus churned, its constellations twisted into snarling shapes—no wolf, no witch, only jagged forms that seemed to claw at the void.

It was already there. ┊ ┊ ┊ ⋆ ┊ ┊ ★⋆ ┊ ◦ ★⋆ ┊ . ˚ ˚★ Hello lovely readers, If you're here, that means you not only love supernatural things like I do but you love the act of love too. I'm sure smokin hot alphas make a good selling point for most stories. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for deciding to read my first book, Awakening the Feral! Whatever made you decide to pick it up, I hope the writing has now since convinced you to stay a while.

The disappointment and bitterness gnawed at me, wearing me down. Still, the moment he saw me injured, it didn't matter how he tried to hide it, the sheer panic and worry on his face were unmistakable. "Carlee, don't be scared! I'm here!" His voice, mixed with the pounding rain, filtered through the shattered window, sending a chill down my spine. The smell of gasoline inside the car was getting stronger, and I had no idea when it might explode. Moreover, with the flash flood raging down the mountain, who knew if it would sweep through the road at the base?

The pack was safe, and the future looked bright. But little did they know that their troubles were far from over. For the next day, a dark shadow would fall over the land. The moon would turn red, and the werewolves would howl. And the pack would face a new, terrifying challenge. The Red moon…. "The Red Moon" begins like this: It was a clear night, and the stars shone brightly in the sky. Alpha Wade and his pack were gathered around the campfire, talking and laughing. But suddenly, the sky turned a deep, ominous red, and the air grew still. The pack fell silent, and they looked up at the sky in terror. Then, they heard it: the howl of a werewolf.

*** After they returned, Tyr was sent directly to the mountain where Maxime and Spartacus were living. Tyr, in the meantime, had fallen into a coma during his journey to return home due to his serious injuries. When he awoke, it had already been half a month later. It snowed heavily outside of the Red Tower throughout the year. This place was extremely cold. Tyr, on the other hand, felt as if he had been bathed in a spring breeze when he awoke. There was a refreshing scent of flowers that came from outside the window. Tyr rose from his bed and gazed out the window. He had the impression that it was already springtime because there was white snow floating in the sky and blooming flowers growi

Chapter 52 Halle Wilder ~•~ A part of me wanted to enjoy the moment, but another part kept on waiting for something bad to happen. I just felt like I was actually cursed Every time I dared to breathe, to let myself feel a spark of happiness, life always had a way of snuffing it out. Even though I was with Lucien, in a different country, I still couldn’t shake the dread crawling under my skin. Lucien must’ve sensed it because his grip tightened around my hands. “Don’t worry about any other thing, just focus on having a great time.”

“Gamma..spread the word. Kellan—coordinate the warriors and the trainers. And… protect Ember.” Tessa bowed slightly. “As always.” Gamma nodded once and vanished into the forest to alert the pack. Tessa stepped closer and lowered her voice for me alone. “Ember… you didn’t just clear the Blood Moon. You awakened something. And whatever it is—” she glanced toward the mountain, toward the shadowed horizon where secrets still waited— “someone else will feel it too.” A chill touched my spine. Before I could ask what she meant, she was gone. Darius stepped in front of me, brushing a strand of hair from my face.