Novels by Grace woode

Lewis POVI smiled to myself as I left the Great Hall. The tension and turmoil in the air smelled wonderful, enticing, and energising. Celine thought she was clever, challenging me in front of the pack, but she had no idea what I was truly capable of. Her little outburst was just another piece of the puzzle falling into place.My plan was unfolding perfectly. Magnus, once a strong and capable Alpha, was now torn and uncertain. His leadership wavered with every passing day, and the pack sensed it. They were divided, some siding with Magnus, others with me. And Celine's attempts to rally them against me? That would only drive them further apart."Just a few more moves," I muttered under my breath as my footsteps echoed quietly across the stone flooring of the pack house's dimly lit halls. The walls were lined with portraits of past Alphas, men who had led the Red Moon Pack to greatness. Soon, my portrait would hang among them, but not as a mere Alpha. No, I sought something far greater

Celine POV I felt a sense of relief wash over me as Magnus agreed to reconsider our options. It was a small victory, but it was a start. I knew I still had a long way to go to convince him to abandon Lewis's proposal, but I was determined to try.Over the next few days, I made it a point to spend more time with Magnus. I wanted to help him see things from my perspective. I shared my fears and concerns with him, and I could see the doubt in his eyes. He was starting to question his own decisions, and I knew that I had to keep pushing him to see the truth.But Lewis was not about to give up easily. He continued to manipulate Magnus, feeding his ambition and fueling his desire for power. I could see the influence he had over Magnus, and it scared me. I knew I had to do something to counteract Lewis's influence, but I didn't know what.One day, as I was out on a walk, I ran into Ryan. He looked troubled, and I could tell he was struggling with his own doubts and fears."Ryan, what's wron

Celine POVI watched as Lewis and Magnus spoke in hushed tones, their expressions serious. I could sense the tension in the air, the weight of their conversation. Lewis's proposal had sparked a fire in Magnus's eyes, a flame of ambition and determination.As I observed them, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease. Words like expansion, dominance, and submission echoed in my mind like a warning bell. I knew Magnus's desire for power and strength, but at what cost?I glanced around the room, noticing the way the other pack members watched Lewis with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Ryan's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched, as if he didn't trust Lewis's intentions. I was equally doubtful as he was.What did Lewis really want? What drove him to propose such a risky plan? I had heard he was a charming, persuasive member of our pack, but I also heard about his cunning and ambition.As the night wore on, the discussion grew more heated. Magnus's enthusiasm clashed with Ryan's caution, wh

Magnus POVThe moment our scouts confirmed the Silver Line Pack's movement, I knew Adrian was about to make a costly mistake. Our spies had worked tirelessly, feeding us crucial information about their plans. Now, it was time to capitalise on their arrogance.I stood on a hill overlooking the ambush site, the full moon casting an eerie glow over the forest. The sounds of battle had long since faded, replaced by the cries of the wounded and the hurried whispers of retreating wolves. Our ambush had been a resounding success."Alpha Magnus," Ryan, approached, his expression a mix of satisfaction and respect. "The Silver Line warriors are in full retreat. We've captured several and taken minimal losses.""Good," I replied, my voice calm but firm. "Ensure the prisoners are secured and tended to. They might have useful information."As Ryan nodded and walked away, I allowed myself a rare moment of reflection. This victory was more than just a tactical success; it was a message to the Silver

Adrian’s POVThe day of the attack had finally arrived. Standing at the edge of the Silver Line Pack's territory, I cast my gaze toward the distant land of the Red Moon Pack. The plan was simple: disrupt their supplies and create discord among their younger wolves. With Magnus out of the picture, it was the perfect opportunity to strike.My warriors, handpicked for their loyalty and cunning, stood ready. "Remember, strike swiftly and without mercy," I instructed, my voice low and menacing. "Leave no trace, and make sure the Red Moon Pack knows we mean business."They nodded, their eyes gleaming with excitement and anticipation. I watched them vanish into the forest, their paws silent on the forest floor. Yet, as they disappeared from view, a gnawing unease settled in my gut, like an itch I couldn't scratch. Dismissing it as pre-battle nerves, I turned my attention back to the task at hand.Hours passed in a tense silence. I paced restlessly, my mind replaying the details of the plan.

Magnus POVAlthough everything about the ceremony had ended well, I still couldn't understand the mystic energy that suddenly glowed the minute I placed the crown on Celine's head. What was so special about this girl that the moon goddess had to indicate her presence through that strong burst of energy?While I had many questions and thoughts about the event, the recurring dreams I had concerning a veiled woman and her cryptic pronouncements of war echoed in my mind. Though weeks had passed, her words remained a chilling premonition.Restlessness gnawed at me. I paced the confines of my study, the crimson velvet drapes filtering the morning light into blood-red stripes across the polished floor, until there was a sudden knock on the door."Who dares disturb my peace?" I asked angrily."Alpha, it's me, Celine," she said curtly, her voice barely a murmur. "I...I noticed you haven't been yourself lately after the ceremony. Could there be something in your thoughts you'd like to share wit