The next day, the atmosphere in the Dark Moon pack was a little calmer, although there was still some residual tension from the night. Alpha Daniel and the others couldn't calm down; they felt time was running out, and it looked like Alpha Robin was getting closer to launching his attack. Meanwhile, Clara realized that she had forgotten something."Alpha Daniel, I think we missed something important because we were too focused on fighting Robin." Clara said to her mate. The woman was applying makeup in front of the mirror in her room while Alpha Daniel was getting ready to guard the pack house again."What is it?" Daniel asked Clara. "We forget the other source of power that we have, which is Michael. Do you remember Daniel in that prophecy book of our ancestors that you have? Michael will get his power when the moon is full, the crescent moon mark on his hand is a privilege although it may not be as strong as when Alpha Edward who has the same mark is still alive," Clara explained
The man once seen as strong, ambitious, and a leader now appeared worthless. Alpha Robin continued to shed tears of regret. He lay weak in the corner of the cold, dark cell in the underground dungeon of the Dark Moon pack.The stone walls looked damp and radiated cold throughout his severely injured body, even though Alpha Daniel had kindly asked the pack doctor to treat his wounds. Their purpose was clear. They wanted Robin to remain alive, solely to let him suffer slowly and painfully."I'd rather die!" Robin shouted.Then, moments later, a woman's laughter echoed nearby."Seems like you've followed in my footsteps, too. They won't let us die, Robin.""Who are you?" Alpha Robin asked as he looked toward the dark cell before him. The woman's voice sounded oddly familiar.The woman continued laughing, then slowly revealed her face. She lit a single candle, making Alpha Robin nearly die of shock."Susan?" he asked, his eyes wide in disbelief."Yes, you should have recognized my voice f
7 Years LaterThat afternoon, in the vast green field beside the Dark Moon pack house, the sound of an arrow piercing through the air and hitting the target board echoed.Michael, holding a slight bow, instantly beamed a wide smile. His aim was spot on."Mom, look! I'm getting better!" Michael shouted to Clara, who sat not far from him.All eyes of the pack house residents watching were wide in amazement, including Clara's. None of them expected that Michael, now seven years old, had mastered archery. Even though Michael was still learning with a slight bow, his aim was consistently accurate.It was undoubtedly impressive to everyone in the Dark Moon Pack. It seemed unbelievable for a child like Michael to have such a grasp of archery already.Michael was growing up to be different, as foretold by the prophecy, marking him as a unique child. His intelligence in understanding things was above average."Michael, you're amazing!" said Beta George, who had been pridefully teaching Michael
Clara’s days were filled with responsibility and dedication. Despite Michael having grown into a capable young teenager, Clara still found herself deeply involved in managing the affairs of the Dark Moon Pack alongside her mate, Alpha Daniel. The demands of leadership were relentless, but Clara wore her role with grace, offering guidance and strength whenever needed. Yet, beneath her composed exterior, a shadow was forming—a persistent fatigue and unexplained weakness that she couldn’t shake.At first, Clara brushed off the signs, attributing her condition to exhaustion from years of commitment to the pack. The bustling life of pack leadership often left little room for rest. But as the days turned into weeks, the occasional weariness transformed into a troubling reality. Simple tasks became exhausting, and moments of dizziness interrupted her day more frequently.One morning, as the early sun bathed the pack grounds in golden light, Clara stood in the kitchen preparing breakfast for
The morning air was crisp, carrying the soft scent of pine as the pack grounds awoke to the stirrings of a new day. Birds chirped overhead, and the rhythmic clatter of training weapons echoed from the sparring field. Inside the Alpha's quarters, a serene stillness lingered—only broken by the faint rustling of sheets as Daniel stirred from sleep.His arm draped protectively over Clara, whose peaceful expression masked the exhaustion that had marked her recent days. He let out a soft sigh, savoring this quiet moment. But then, a sound pierced through the silence—a faint, rapid thumping distinct from their heartbeats.Daniel's brow furrowed. Instinctively, he tuned his sharp Alpha senses to locate the source. His heart skipped as he realized the sound wasn't external—it was coming from Clara.The rhythmic beat was soft yet undeniable, like a tiny drum echoing through her body. He sat up, careful not to disturb her, and pressed his ear gently against her abdomen. The realization hit him
The morning sun filtered through the windows of the pack house, casting soft golden hues on the polished wooden floors. Despite the warm light, a chill lingered in the air as Daniel paced back and forth in his office, troubled by the revelation the healer had shared. The term "Supreme Alpha" echoed in his mind, unfamiliar yet daunting. It wasn’t just the rarity that unnerved him—it was the responsibility and potential dangers it heralded.Clara, sitting on a cushioned chair by the window, rested her hand protectively over her stomach, the knowledge of the life growing within her now undeniable. "Supreme Alpha," she murmured softly, her voice tinged with disbelief. "What does it even mean? Why couldn't the pack doctor or even the healer detect it earlier?"Daniel paused his pacing, his sharp gaze softening as he looked at his mate. "The healer mentioned that a child like this is almost mythical, Clara. Maybe that's why none of our usual methods worked. It’s something beyond what w
The morning sun filtered gently through the large windows of the Summers residence, casting a warm glow over the living space. Clara sat on the edge of a plush sofa, her hand resting protectively on her rounded belly. The rhythmic sound of her unborn child's heartbeat echoed in her ears like a reassuring melody—one that only she and Daniel seemed able to comprehend.Unlike her first pregnancy with Michael, this time Clara’s journey was far less turbulent. Back then, she had endured endless hospital stays due to the complications of carrying Michael while being mateless. Robin’s rejection had left her emotionally and physically drained, weakening the bond that should have stabilized her pregnancy. Without the support of a mate’s protective presence, Clara’s body struggled, forcing doctors to monitor her around the clock to ensure both mother and child survived.Despite the emotional and physical toll, Clara fought to remain strong for Michael. But it was a lonely, grueling journey—one
The nursery shimmered in soft hues of gold and white, the room a testament to the excitement and love awaiting the newest member of the Dark Moon pack. Clara stood near the crib, her hand resting on her round belly as Michael carefully arranged stuffed animals along the shelves.“Do you think Ella will like these?” Michael asked, stepping back to admire his work.“I’m sure she will,” Clara assured him with a smile. “You’ve made this space perfect for her.”Michael grinned, his youthful energy lighting up the room. “I can’t wait to teach her everything, Mom. I’ll be the best big brother ever.”Clara chuckled softly. “She’s lucky to have you, Michael.”Despite the joyful anticipation filling their home, Clara's second pregnancy had taken its toll. While the experience was smoother than her first with Michael, the occasional waves of lethargy lingered, particularly when Daniel wasn’t nearby. His presence seemed to ground her, offering strength during moments when her body faltered under
The moment Clara cradled her newborn daughter in her arms, the room fell into a stunned yet joyful silence. The infant’s striking heterochromatic eyes one a deep ocean blue, the other gleaming gold shimmered in the dim light. Despite the surprise of a supreme Alpha child being female, it was clear to all present that this child would be treasured. Daniel's chest swelled with pride as he stood by Clara, his protective hand resting gently on her shoulder.“She’s perfect,” Clara whispered, her voice thick with emotion.“Yes, she is,” Daniel agreed softly, his gaze never leaving their daughter’s face.Ella Daniella Summers, affectionately called Ella, resembled both parents in distinct ways. Her button nose and facial structure mirrored her father’s features, while her expressive eyes and delicate smile were all Clara. The pack, gathered to witness the miraculous birth, murmured in amazement. The birth of a supreme Alpha girl was unprecedented but welcomed as a sign of the family’s streng
The nursery shimmered in soft hues of gold and white, the room a testament to the excitement and love awaiting the newest member of the Dark Moon pack. Clara stood near the crib, her hand resting on her round belly as Michael carefully arranged stuffed animals along the shelves.“Do you think Ella will like these?” Michael asked, stepping back to admire his work.“I’m sure she will,” Clara assured him with a smile. “You’ve made this space perfect for her.”Michael grinned, his youthful energy lighting up the room. “I can’t wait to teach her everything, Mom. I’ll be the best big brother ever.”Clara chuckled softly. “She’s lucky to have you, Michael.”Despite the joyful anticipation filling their home, Clara's second pregnancy had taken its toll. While the experience was smoother than her first with Michael, the occasional waves of lethargy lingered, particularly when Daniel wasn’t nearby. His presence seemed to ground her, offering strength during moments when her body faltered under
The morning sun filtered gently through the large windows of the Summers residence, casting a warm glow over the living space. Clara sat on the edge of a plush sofa, her hand resting protectively on her rounded belly. The rhythmic sound of her unborn child's heartbeat echoed in her ears like a reassuring melody—one that only she and Daniel seemed able to comprehend.Unlike her first pregnancy with Michael, this time Clara’s journey was far less turbulent. Back then, she had endured endless hospital stays due to the complications of carrying Michael while being mateless. Robin’s rejection had left her emotionally and physically drained, weakening the bond that should have stabilized her pregnancy. Without the support of a mate’s protective presence, Clara’s body struggled, forcing doctors to monitor her around the clock to ensure both mother and child survived.Despite the emotional and physical toll, Clara fought to remain strong for Michael. But it was a lonely, grueling journey—one
The morning sun filtered through the windows of the pack house, casting soft golden hues on the polished wooden floors. Despite the warm light, a chill lingered in the air as Daniel paced back and forth in his office, troubled by the revelation the healer had shared. The term "Supreme Alpha" echoed in his mind, unfamiliar yet daunting. It wasn’t just the rarity that unnerved him—it was the responsibility and potential dangers it heralded.Clara, sitting on a cushioned chair by the window, rested her hand protectively over her stomach, the knowledge of the life growing within her now undeniable. "Supreme Alpha," she murmured softly, her voice tinged with disbelief. "What does it even mean? Why couldn't the pack doctor or even the healer detect it earlier?"Daniel paused his pacing, his sharp gaze softening as he looked at his mate. "The healer mentioned that a child like this is almost mythical, Clara. Maybe that's why none of our usual methods worked. It’s something beyond what w
The morning air was crisp, carrying the soft scent of pine as the pack grounds awoke to the stirrings of a new day. Birds chirped overhead, and the rhythmic clatter of training weapons echoed from the sparring field. Inside the Alpha's quarters, a serene stillness lingered—only broken by the faint rustling of sheets as Daniel stirred from sleep.His arm draped protectively over Clara, whose peaceful expression masked the exhaustion that had marked her recent days. He let out a soft sigh, savoring this quiet moment. But then, a sound pierced through the silence—a faint, rapid thumping distinct from their heartbeats.Daniel's brow furrowed. Instinctively, he tuned his sharp Alpha senses to locate the source. His heart skipped as he realized the sound wasn't external—it was coming from Clara.The rhythmic beat was soft yet undeniable, like a tiny drum echoing through her body. He sat up, careful not to disturb her, and pressed his ear gently against her abdomen. The realization hit him
Clara’s days were filled with responsibility and dedication. Despite Michael having grown into a capable young teenager, Clara still found herself deeply involved in managing the affairs of the Dark Moon Pack alongside her mate, Alpha Daniel. The demands of leadership were relentless, but Clara wore her role with grace, offering guidance and strength whenever needed. Yet, beneath her composed exterior, a shadow was forming—a persistent fatigue and unexplained weakness that she couldn’t shake.At first, Clara brushed off the signs, attributing her condition to exhaustion from years of commitment to the pack. The bustling life of pack leadership often left little room for rest. But as the days turned into weeks, the occasional weariness transformed into a troubling reality. Simple tasks became exhausting, and moments of dizziness interrupted her day more frequently.One morning, as the early sun bathed the pack grounds in golden light, Clara stood in the kitchen preparing breakfast for
7 Years LaterThat afternoon, in the vast green field beside the Dark Moon pack house, the sound of an arrow piercing through the air and hitting the target board echoed.Michael, holding a slight bow, instantly beamed a wide smile. His aim was spot on."Mom, look! I'm getting better!" Michael shouted to Clara, who sat not far from him.All eyes of the pack house residents watching were wide in amazement, including Clara's. None of them expected that Michael, now seven years old, had mastered archery. Even though Michael was still learning with a slight bow, his aim was consistently accurate.It was undoubtedly impressive to everyone in the Dark Moon Pack. It seemed unbelievable for a child like Michael to have such a grasp of archery already.Michael was growing up to be different, as foretold by the prophecy, marking him as a unique child. His intelligence in understanding things was above average."Michael, you're amazing!" said Beta George, who had been pridefully teaching Michael
The man once seen as strong, ambitious, and a leader now appeared worthless. Alpha Robin continued to shed tears of regret. He lay weak in the corner of the cold, dark cell in the underground dungeon of the Dark Moon pack.The stone walls looked damp and radiated cold throughout his severely injured body, even though Alpha Daniel had kindly asked the pack doctor to treat his wounds. Their purpose was clear. They wanted Robin to remain alive, solely to let him suffer slowly and painfully."I'd rather die!" Robin shouted.Then, moments later, a woman's laughter echoed nearby."Seems like you've followed in my footsteps, too. They won't let us die, Robin.""Who are you?" Alpha Robin asked as he looked toward the dark cell before him. The woman's voice sounded oddly familiar.The woman continued laughing, then slowly revealed her face. She lit a single candle, making Alpha Robin nearly die of shock."Susan?" he asked, his eyes wide in disbelief."Yes, you should have recognized my voice f
The next day, the atmosphere in the Dark Moon pack was a little calmer, although there was still some residual tension from the night. Alpha Daniel and the others couldn't calm down; they felt time was running out, and it looked like Alpha Robin was getting closer to launching his attack. Meanwhile, Clara realized that she had forgotten something."Alpha Daniel, I think we missed something important because we were too focused on fighting Robin." Clara said to her mate. The woman was applying makeup in front of the mirror in her room while Alpha Daniel was getting ready to guard the pack house again."What is it?" Daniel asked Clara. "We forget the other source of power that we have, which is Michael. Do you remember Daniel in that prophecy book of our ancestors that you have? Michael will get his power when the moon is full, the crescent moon mark on his hand is a privilege although it may not be as strong as when Alpha Edward who has the same mark is still alive," Clara explained