Lyanna’s POVThe moment Luca’s words rang through the pack, I felt the weight of disaster looming over us.I had spent my time guiding Elara, teaching her the importance of balance, of trust. Now, in mere moments, everything was unraveling.The pack was in uproar, voices clashing in anger, wolves baring their teeth at the revelation that their Alpha had hidden Kael, a once-banished wolf.I stepped forward, my heart pounding as I raised my hands."Enough!" My voice carried across the clearing, commanding attention. "This is not how we settle matters of the pack."Some of the wolves fell silent, their respect for me forcing them to pause. But others were too far gone, their emotions unchecked.“She betrayed us, Lyanna!" someone shouted from the crowd. "She chose him over the pack!""Do you hear yourselves?" I countered, my tone sharp. "Is this how we handle our own? By tearing each other apart like rabid beasts?"Luca stood unmoved, his gaze hard. “The pack deserves answers, Lyanna.”I
Elara’s POVThe weight of the pack’s judgment lingered in the air like a storm waiting to break. Even inside my cabin, I could still hear the distant murmurs of my people, my pack, debating my worthiness as Alpha.Going against the tradition and having a secret affair with an Omega.These are the people I was ready to sacrifice for.The betrayal burned deeper than I had expected.Luca had exposed me. In front of everyone.I had spent months proving that I was strong, capable, and worthy to lead. Yet, in one moment, everything crumbled, all because of him.I sat at the edge of my bed, staring blankly at the wooden floor beneath me. The quiet should have been comforting, but instead, it felt suffocating.A knock on the door jolted me out of my thoughts. I didn't answer.Then, the door creaked open, and I felt his presence before I saw him.Kael.“Elara,” he called softly.I didn’t turn. I wasn’t sure if I could look at him without breaking.Kael took a few steps inside, hesitating befor
Lyanna’s POVThe cabin was in shambles. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, blood, and raw emotions. Pieces of shattered wood littered the floor, and the tension was so heavy it was almost suffocating. I stood in the middle of the room, my heart pounding with the weight of what had just happened.Elara was trembling, her silver hair damp against her pale skin. Her eyes, once filled with determination, were now clouded with heartbreak and exhaustion. Kael stood nearby, his expression a mixture of concern and frustration, while Luca…Luca stood rigid, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. His dark eyes burned with a fury I had never seen before.I took a deep breath, steadying myself.“Enough,” I said, my voice cutting through the silence like a blade. “Everyone, calm down.”Kael turned his gaze to me but remained silent. Elara wiped at her tear-streaked face, biting her lower lip to suppress a sob.But Luca—he did not move.Instead, he scoffed. “Calm down? After what she d
Luca’s POVThe wind howled through the trees, carrying with it the whispers of what I just did. I shouldn't have exposed them. I made the wrong choices. I have made a mistake.I walked through the dense forest, my boots crunching against the dry leaves, my mind an endless storm of thoughts. Every step I took felt heavier, as though the weight of my actions had physically chained me to the earth. My hands were clenched into fists, nails digging into my palms so hard that I knew it would leave marks.I had done what I thought was right.I had exposed Elara’s secret, believing it was my duty. But instead of satisfaction, I felt hollow.Because it wasn't my duty. Lyanna was right. I let emotions rule me.Betrayal.The word echoed in my mind, over and over again, refusing to be silenced.I clenched my fists even tighter. My chest tightened, the guilt pressing against my ribs, making it hard to breathe.Then, before I could stop myself—I screamed.A raw, agonizing sound tore from my throa
Lyanna’s POVThe Council Chamber was suffocating.The stone walls, adorned with ancient carvings of the Lunar history, seemed to press in around me. The large, round table at the center of the room held the most powerful figures in our pack.The Council of Elders—men and women who had ruled long before Elara was even born.Tonight, they gathered not for strategy, nor for a celebration of our pack’s strength.They gathered for judgment.Judgment upon my daughter.Rumors had spread like wildfire. Everywhere, whispers of Elara’s betrayal, her affair with an Omega, her unworthiness to lead. It had reached the council faster than I anticipated, leaving me with barely any time to prepare.The murmurs in the room hushed as Elder Gideon, the eldest among them, stood up. His white beard nearly touched his chest, his piercing silver eyes sweeping over the room before settling on me."Lyanna, we have heard the whispers, and they do not paint Elara favorably." His voice was deep, calm, yet laced
Elara’s POVI sat by the fire, watching the flames dance, but their warmth did nothing to ease the storm raging inside me.The whispers had started early in the morning. Everywhere I walked, heads turned, voices hushed, and eyes lingered longer than before. The rumors had spread far beyond the council chamber—everyone knew.Luca’s betrayal had done its damage.And now, my fate was no longer in my hands.The door creaked open, and I turned to see Lyanna stepping inside.One look at her face, and I knew.The council had made their decision.She hesitated for a moment before walking toward me, her usual confidence laced with something softer. Something I didn’t want to see.Pity.I clenched my fists. "Just say it."Lyanna exhaled, sitting across from me. "The Council will not bend."I swallowed hard. Of course, they wouldn’t."They’ve given you a choice," she continued. "Swear before the pack that you will never see Kael again, and you will remain Alpha."I said nothing.I didn’t move.D
Elara’s POVThe grand hall of thewas eerily silent as I stepped forward, my head held high. The weight of a hundred judging eyes bore down on me, but I refused to cower.I had spent my life proving myself. I had bled for these wolves. I had led them, protected them, sacrificed for them.And yet, here I stood, being judged for love.At the center of the hall sat Elder Rowan, the oldest and most respected among them. His silver beard was neatly trimmed, and his piercing gaze held the authority of a man who had led for decades. To his right and left sat the other elders—men and women who had shaped the laws of our kind, whose decisions had determined the fate of countless wolves before me."Elara," Elder Rowan spoke, his voice deep and unwavering. "You have been called before this council to answer for your transgressions."I clenched my fists. "Transgressions?"A murmur spread through the room at my defiant tone, but I didn’t care.Elder Rowan’s eyes narrowed slightly. "You defied tradi
Elara’s POVDarkness wrapped around me like a suffocating shroud. I stood in an empty void, the air thick with an eerie silence.Then laughter.Low at first, then growing louder, curling through the shadows like a whispering wind.I turned sharply.Raven stood before me, his crimson eyes glowing like embers in the darkness. His sharp grin stretched wide, his amusement unmistakable."You really thought you could escape fate, didn't you?" His voice slithered through the air.I took a step back, my pulse pounding."What do you want?" I demanded.His smirk deepened. "What I’ve always wanted, to watch you fall."The shadows twisted around me, shifting and morphing. A scene unfolded before my eyes, Kael lying on the ground, broken and bloodied.A sharp pain shot through my chest.I ran toward him, but with every step, he seemed farther away."You can’t save him," Raven whispered in my ear. "You can't even save yourself."I gasped, whipping around—but he was gone.And in his place, a wall of
Elara's POV Finally, Peace ReignedThe land, once drenched in blood and shadow, now shimmered under the soft light of the moon. The scent of fresh earth filled the air, and the trees, once whispering with fear, stood tall, their branches rustling with a sense of peace. The howls of war had faded into the night, replaced by the steady rhythm of nature reclaiming what had been stolen.I stood at the river’s edge, watching the water ripple gently under the silver glow. My reflection stared back at me—hair loose, face no longer hardened by battle, but not quite softened yet either.The weight of vengeance, of loss, of relentless struggle—it had lifted.I was free.And I was finally mated to the one I loved.A presence stirred beside me, familiar and grounding. His scent—warm cedar and something unmistakably him—wrapped around me like a tether, steady and real.“Lost in thought?” His voice was quiet, careful, as if he knew I still carried the weight of everything we had endured. Of everyt
Elara’s POVThe morning sun bathed the land in golden light, illuminating the Lunar territory that had once been ravaged by war. Now, peace had settled over the werewolf clans, the air thick with the scent of fresh earth, blooming flowers, and the lingering energy of victory.I stood on the stone platform at the heart of the sacred grounds, my chest rising and falling as I took in the sight before me. The once-divided werewolves now stood united, their heads bowed in reverence. They weren’t just looking at me. They were acknowledging me.The weight of it all settled on my shoulders.I, Elara, the outcast who had been shunned and betrayed, was now standing at the pinnacle of power. The Moon Spirit had guided me through darkness, and now, I stood in the light.But before my ordination as Lunar Alpha, there was one last piece of unfinished business.Footsteps echoed behind me, hesitant yet steady. I turned to find Luca approaching, his head lowered, his expression riddled with guilt. His
Rowan’s POVThe battlefield was silent.For the first time in decades, there were no screams of agony, no clash of steel, no howls of war. Only the whisper of the wind as it carried the scent of blood and ash through the ruined land.I stood at the edge of what remained of our once-proud territory, his aged eyes scanning the remnants of a battle that had reshaped the very foundation of their world.Bodies of Shadowborn creatures lay scattered across the field, their twisted forms dissolving into nothingness under the first light of dawn. The ground beneath them, once tainted by darkness, now pulsed with the energy of renewal. The war was over.And Elara had won.I exhaled deeply, my breath shaky. I had lived through many wars, many rulers, and many sacrifices. But never had i6 witnessed something like this.The werewolves, the scattered Clans, the warriors who had once been divided—now knelt in reverence before the silver-haired woman who stood at the center of it all.Elara.The girl
Elara’s POVThe battlefield was drenched in blood and moonlight, the air thick with the scent of ash and death. Shadows twisted and curled like dying serpents, their inky tendrils dissipating into the night as I stood amidst the carnage. My body ached, my muscles screamed, but I didn’t stop.I couldn’t stop.The Shadowborn had plagued our kind for too long. They had taken too much—our homes, our people, our future. I had vowed to end them, and now, that promise would be fulfilled.A low growl echoed through the ruined valley as the last of Raven’s creatures lunged toward me. Its soulless black eyes glowed with malice, its twisted form shifting between smoke and flesh. But I did not flinch.I raised my hand, feeling the power of the moon surge through me. My veins pulsed with silver fire, my claws shimmering as I met the creature head-on. With one swift movement, I tore through it, my energy colliding with its essence. It shrieked, writhing as its form shattered into nothingness.Silen
Elara’s POV The wind howled outside the encampment, whispering secrets through the trees. The fire before me flickered as I sat cross-legged, my fingers pressed against the cool stone at my chest. The night stretched endlessly, but my mind wasn’t in the physical realm—it was drifting beyond, into the veil of the spirit world.A dark force tugged at me, a pull I couldn’t ignore. I closed my eyes, breathing in deeply. The air in the spirit realm was thick, charged with an unnatural energy. Shadows twisted around me, curling like serpents.And then, I saw him.Raven.He stood before me, his form hazy yet unmistakable, shrouded in the dark mist of his power. His silver eyes glowed, filled with a cold amusement.“I wondered when you’d come,” he drawled, his voice echoing unnaturally.I clenched my fists. “You called me here. What do you want?”His smirk deepened. “To end this foolish war. You and I both know this cannot last forever, Elara. Come to me—face me at the Black Hollow. We will
Elara’s POVThe night air was thick with tension as Kael and I moved swiftly through the dense forests surrounding the First Clan’s stronghold. The tall spires of the stone fortress loomed ahead, dark and imposing against the moonlit sky. My heart pounded in my chest, not from fear, but from the anticipation of what was to come.Luca.Once my closest friend, now a prisoner of his own choices. He had betrayed me because of his emotions, which gave Raven a chance, stood against me when I needed him most. And yet, despite everything, we were here to save him.Kael moved beside me, silent but alert. His presence was a steady force, grounding me in the chaos that brewed inside me. “Are you ready for this?” he murmured.I exhaled, gripping the daggers at my belt. “I don’t know. But I have to be.”We crept toward the fortress, using the cover of darkness to slip past the outer guards. The First Clan had once been a proud force, but since Raven’s rise, they had become nothing more than a sha
Elara's POV The night air was cool, carrying the scent of damp earth and healing herbs. The soft glow of the moon bathed the clearing where we had stopped, and all was still except for the slow, labored breathing of the woman lying before me.I knelt beside her, my hands trembling as I traced the bruises on her wrists—remnants of the shackles that had bound her for far too long. My mother—who had once been so strong, so fearless—now lay before me, fragile and exhausted. Yet, even in her weakened state, her silver eyes, identical to mine, held warmth, relief, and something else.Love.A lump formed in my throat. I had dreamt of this moment for months, of the day I would see her again, but not like this—not broken and battered.Taking a shaky breath, I placed my hands gently over her wounds. A soft silver glow radiated from my fingertips, warm and soothing. The power of the moon surged through me, flowing into her, knitting torn flesh, dissolving bruises, easing pain.She gasped as the
Raven’s POVThe room was suffocating with silence. Not the kind that brought peace, but the kind that smothered, thick with unspoken rage. The moment I sensed it—felt the severance of my connection to the Shadowborn—I knew.Elara had escaped.A single word echoed in my mind, ringing like a war drum.Unacceptable.My fingers clenched around the arms of my throne, dark power crackling through my veins. The flickering torches along the chamber walls burned lower, their flames bending unnaturally under the force of my fury.I turned my gaze to the trembling guard kneeling before me. He had dared to deliver the news.“They... they are gone, My Lord,” he stammered, his forehead pressed against the cold stone floor. “We lost them in the trees.”Lost them?I let the words settle, my grip tightening. The shadows around the room thickened, curling like serpents waiting to strike.The guard swallowed hard. “The Shadowborn—”“They failed.”My voice cut through the air, cold and lethal.The man f
Elara’s POVThe night stretched before us like a never-ending abyss, filled with uncertainty and the weight of what we were about to do. The Lunar Territory was where Raven conquered. It has turned into dangerous places in the realm, and it was where Raven had taken Lyanna.She was trapped there, locked away in a prison built for those who dared to defy him.We couldn’t leave her behind.Sitting by the dim fire in our temporary hideout, Kael and I studied the map spread between us, the lines and markings glowing faintly under the flickering flame. The stronghold was heavily guarded, its towering walls nearly impenetrable. Getting inside wouldn’t be easy—but it wasn’t impossible.Kael exhaled sharply, rubbing his temples. “Even if we do get past the outer walls, we’ll still have to face the elite guards inside. They won’t hesitate to kill us.”I traced the path on the map with my fingers, calculating the risks. “We can’t go in with brute force. It would be suicide. But if we move like