Winter sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the window curtains, illuminating the room that felt cold despite the room heater being turned on. The air in the room was mixed with the scent of snow that entered through the slightly open window slits, bringing a fresh yet piercing air. Enne sat on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a thick blanket, but the chill he felt was much deeper than just the winter frost.That afternoon, his mind had been racing since lunch with Altair. Only a few hours had passed since the capture of a rogue who infiltrated the village, then the words about the possibility of Andara being part of the Rogues still echoed in her mind, as if flowing with every breath she exhaled.Andhara? The person she had known as a sincere man who had helped her? How could someone like Andhara be involved with a group of rogues who spread cruelty?Enne took a deep breath, trying to calm down while looking at the snow piling up outside the window. The thick blanket was unable
The snow continued to fall, piling up on the window frames until the room felt quieter, more silent. The silence almost made time stand still, only the faint sound of the fire in the fireplace occasionally crackling in the corner of the room, creating a little warmth in the midst of the cold night. Altair sat across the table, his gaze dreamy. His face was serious, focused, but occasionally his gaze softened when his eyes glanced briefly at Enne.In his mind, Altair tried to piece together the facts about the rogue arrests that happened this morning. The six who were caught were a stubborn group-more persistent than originally thought. Despite being caught, they still refused to give any further information. And one thing that kept ringing in his mind was the reason behind their actions. Those rogues weren't just rioting to cause trouble; they were attacking the village, as far as Altair could tell, he found a loophole, they were doing it for revenge. But revenge against whom? The que
That morning, the corridor was quiet, as if waiting for something unexpected. Altair walked with firm steps, his intention was only one-a quick breakfast before starting the day. He imagined the warmth of coffee chasing away the cold in his throat. Occasionally, he rubbed his hands that were reddened by the cold air, although the freezing he felt was not only because of the freezing season but also the atmosphere that somehow felt more tense than usual.When she almost reached the dining room, her steps faltered. At the end of the hallway, she saw Devota, a Beta she could always count on. However, there was something odd about the man's face. His face was pale, as if he carried bad news that was too heavy to say."Devota?" called Altair, quickening his pace.Devota looked nervous, but the man managed to control his emotions. "Alpha... there's a big problem."Altair stopped the pace, his forehead furrowed deeply. "What's going on?"Devota looked directly at the Alpha. "The captives...
Enne let out a long breath, staring at Altair's retreating back. He knew very well that something was making the man uneasy. The way Altair spoke, the look in his eyes, all implied that he had something on his mind, but he chose to keep it to himself.Trying to divert his mind, Enne obeyed Altair's suggestion to continue with breakfast. With various thoughts in her head, Enne arrived and sat down at the dining table. The aroma of warm bread and winter potato soup was appetizing, but a bit of anxiety still filled her heart. Jessica greeted her with a gentle smile."Good morning, Miss Enne. Please enjoy. I've prepared a winter dish that might warm your heart," Jessica said, pouring Enne a cup of hot tea."Thank you, Jessica," Enne replied with a small smile, trying to hide the feelings of anxiety that surrounded her.The morning passed quietly. Enne enjoyed her breakfast in silence, accompanied by the sound of the winter wind blowing softly from outside the window. However, as the after
"You've come to your senses," he said calmly, as if this encounter was just an ordinary occurrence.A sense of surprise and alarm immediately crept into Enne's mind. Although she had been rescued by Andhara before, there were many things she did not yet understand about the man, something that made her not entirely comfortable around him.Enne tried to keep her distance and stay alert. Slowly, she got up and leaned against the cave wall, her body still weak but enough to give her some space."You... saved me?" she asked softly, trying to subdue her nervousness.Andhara nodded casually. "I saw you almost freeze to death in the middle of a storm. There's nothing wrong with helping someone who is dying, right?" she said in a light tone.Enne stared at her silently, feeling confused whether to be grateful or even more wary. Andhara's relaxed demeanor didn't seem to imply any bad intentions, but there was something that made it difficult for Enne to feel comfortable.Andhara seemed to sens
In the middle of a shivering snow-covered forest, Altair stood upright, looking towards the northwest. The thickening snow mist covered the tracks on the ground, making every step elusive. Several warriors stood behind him, awaiting orders. Next to him, Devota looked at him attentively, her eyes trying to read their leader's now troubled face."Alpha," Devota said, her tone formal yet full of concern. "Maybe we should stop the search for a while. This blizzard is getting crazy, and we're losing our way."Altair didn't answer immediately, just squinted, trying to see more clearly even though his vision was obscured by the fog. The cold bit into his bones, and he felt the foreboding growing stronger. But his mind wasn't just on the rogues they were hunting-there was another image nagging at his heart. Enne.She had left the village early in the morning to hunt for the trail of the rogues who had escaped the night before, but ever since the storm had started, she had been feeling restles
"Andhara... do you have any connection to the rogues who attacked the village?"Enne stared at Andhara with sharp eyes, waiting for the man's answer to her question just now. Seconds passed in silence, but Andhara didn't give any reaction. His face remained calm, showing no signs of shock or anger. His silence felt like confirmation to Enne-a wordless answer that confirmed all his suspicions.Andhara stared back, his eyes deep and enigmatic, yet not a word escaped his lips. Enne felt shaky, but not from the cold. From the look in those eyes, a glimpse of a shadow appeared in her mind, and she felt it-a faint hint of a hidden memory or intention behind Andhara's eyes. Something dark and devious. She tried to make sense of the sudden memory, and the conclusion that came to her was horrifying.He is indeed one of them... Enne thought with mixed feelings of fear and anger. Andhara was part of the rogues who attacked her village.The thought disturbed her. It had been a long time since she
Enne was still rooted to the spot. The word "Alpha" that came out from Lynx echoed in his mind. Alpha? Andhara was an Alpha? His mind instantly spun, remembering Devota who often called Altair with the same title. Isn't an Alpha the leader of a pack, the strongest and most respected? If so, was Andhara as strong as Altair?However, before Enne sank further into her confusion, Lynx's voice rang out again, softer this time, like a mentor about to explain something."Every wolf pack has an Alpha," Lynx said in her mind, his voice soothing, though Enne could sense a hint of worry behind it. "The Alpha is the leader of the pack, the most dominant and the most powerful. An Alpha can be male or female. Altair is the Alpha of your village, but he's not the only one in that position. His cousin, Stella, is the Alpha of another pack. However, since they have separate packs, there is no conflict between them."Enne tried to understand the explanation, although her mind was still shrouded in conf
Morning greeted Pack Altair with an astonishing silence. After the brutal attack the night before, the warriors and other pack members were busy tending to their wounds. Healers and omegas were hard at work, making sure all the wounded received adequate care. However, amidst the hustle and bustle, two figures stood tall without needing assistance-Altair and Stella.As Alphas, both possessed extraordinary regeneration abilities that allowed their wounds to heal in a matter of hours. But there was no time for relief. Altair's mind was still filled with questions about the rogue attack and the motives behind it.On the other hand, Enne sat on the terrace of the healer's house. His face was pale, but his mind was in turmoil. She knew that what she was about to tell Altair could change everything. With Lynx slowly recovering, Enne felt a greater responsibility to tell what she knew.***Altair found Enne a short while later. He approached the girl with steady steps, Stella was behind him,
The night sky was filled with thick clouds that obscured the moonlight, creating a dark atmosphere over the Altair pack territory. Snow fell slowly, wrapping the ground in a cold white layer. Although the night seemed quiet, the air around the pack was filled with a palpable tension.Altair stood tall in the center of the main field, his body enveloped in a powerful Alpha aura. In front of him, the warriors were ready with weapons in hand and spirits high. Their eyes looked confident, even though they knew great danger was approaching."Alpha," Devota's voice broke the silence, "They are approaching from the north. We count them much more numerous than the previous attack."Altair nodded slowly, his gaze fixed on the dark forest. "Maintain the front line. Don't let them pass through the gate. I will lead from the front."Devota saluted, then moved quickly to give orders to the warriors.Meanwhile, inside the healer's house, Enne sat restlessly on his bed. His body still felt weak, but
In the depths of a rocky mountain, far from the reach of humans and wolves alike, an old woman sat cross-legged in the silence of the cave. Only the sound of water dripping from the stalactites broke the silence. Lyra, with her long silver hair hanging down, closed her eyes while letting her mind merge with the surrounding nature. Her calm aura enveloped the cave, creating a sacred atmosphere.Suddenly, from the opening of the cave, a white eagle darted in quickly. It soared down and stopped right in front of Lyra, its talons gripping the scroll sealed with Altair's mark.Lyra opened her eyes slowly, as if she already knew what was coming. Gently, she reached out and took the scroll. Her sharp eyes stared at the letter for a while before taking a deep breath."Altair..." she murmured softly, as if reading the name on the wax seal. However, she did not open it. Instead, Lyra simply grasped the letter and returned her gaze to the darkness of the cave. Whatever the letter contained, the
The Stella-led pack was still wrapped in the quiet of the morning when Altair and Devota spoke in the small meeting room. The soft scent of firewood wafted through the air, but the tension between them was more pronounced than the calm atmosphere outside. Stella had left to oversee the departure preparations, while Devota began her report with a serious face."The village is recovering," Devota said, opening the conversation. Her voice was calm but there was an urgent tone behind it. "The damage from the last attack has been repaired, and the warriors you assigned have maintained security well. But..."Altair raised an eyebrow, gesturing for Devota to continue."But this can't last," Devota admitted. "They need you there, Alpha. Your presence is important to maintain morale. The pack members are starting to get restless."Altair leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing. "What's making them uneasy?"Devota let out a long breath, then looked directly into Altair's eyes. "Rumors abou
The sound of small birds could be heard faintly from outside, giving the morning a peaceful atmosphere. Enne opened his eyes slowly, his eyelids feeling heavy. She tried to recognize her surroundings, but the room she was in was completely unfamiliar. The warm wooden walls with a small window in the corner gave a cozy feel, but also made him feel wary.Her body felt weak, and she realized there was an herbal scent enveloping this room. She tried to move, but her body seemed to refuse the command. Lynx, his wolf, still felt weak, though a little more alive than before.Enne's mind instantly recalled the battle she had witnessed last time-two giant wolves fighting in the middle of the snow. That white wolf... Altair. He was sure of it. Then the black wolf, Andhara. Why did she always get stuck in situations like this?Enne sighed softly, regretting his lack of caution. If only she had listened to Altair and not been so stubborn..."Altair will definitely be angry," she muttered softly.
The sky outside Purple Moon village was still gray, a sign that snow would fall again at any moment. Inside the warm healing room, the atmosphere remained tense even though the physical threat had passed. Altair stood by the window, his gaze blank through the misty glass. Enne lay unconscious, surrounded by the sharp yet soothing scent of herbs. Lynx, Enne's inner wolf, did not even make a sound.The healer was busy mixing herbs with quick but measured movements. Altair could only watch from a distance, his heart filled with an indefinable sense of anxiety.Andhara's name kept echoing in his mind, like a thorn piercing deep. Altair remembered the first time he faced Andhara. It was not a battle like tonight, but an encounter carefully designed by Andhara.At that time, Andhara deliberately provoked Altair to make the man almost pounce on him by turning into a wolf, unfortunately Enne was still there with them, it was the first time Enne saw Altair's transformation into a wolf, and of
Andhara was still silent.Lynx, who had long been silent due to his weakness, suddenly took over Enne's body. Golden light surrounded the girl's body, and in an instant, her body transformed into a beautiful golden brown wolf. The wolf instantly shot off at high speed, leaving the still shocked Andhara behind.'I know you're weak, Lynx,' Enne thought from inside her body. 'But thank you.'It's our job to survive, Enne,' Lynx replied in a determined tone.The cold wind and freezing snow were no obstacles. Lynx continued to run as fast as he could, crossing trees and jumping over roots hidden under the snow. However, behind him, the sound of heavy steps began to be heard.'He's chasing us,' Lynx said.Enne turned her head and saw Andhara in the form of a large, fearsome-looking black wolf, with fiery red eyes full of determination. She was getting closer, reducing the distance between them.***On the other side, Altair and Stella had arrived at a denser forest, where tall trees stood l
The snow that covered the forest created an atmosphere of piercing silence, only the roaring steps of Altair and Stella in wolf form could be heard. Altair, in his dashing white wolf form, led at the front with incredible speed. Stella followed closely, her gray wolf looking alert and full of concentration.Altair's mind whirled endlessly. The conversation before this trip kept haunting his mind.***"Altair, you have to trust Cygnus," Stella said as they talked in Stella's study. "If you and Enne are truly mates destined by the Moon Goddess, you have a bond with her. Use that to find her."Altair stared at Stella with a sharp gaze, her facial expression showing doubt. "That bond might not be strong enough. I've only marked it, and Enne... she hasn't even accepted Lynx's existence completely.""That's not important," Stella replied firmly. "You've already marked it. That's enough to start the bond between your inner wolves. You just need to ask Cygnus to search for Lynx's whereabouts.
The sun had just risen when Stella returned to the Purple Moon Pack with a triumphant expression. Her long black hair that was usually neatly arranged was now a little messy, and blood stains decorated her leather jacket. Behind her, several warriors from her pack followed with heavy steps, carrying the lifeless body of the rogue.Altair, who was waiting for Stella's news in the main hall, rose from his chair upon seeing his cousin. His eyes swept over Stella carefully, making sure she was unharmed."You're late," Altair said in a low tone. "What happened?"Stella pushed aside the strands of hair that fell on her face, then folded her arms across her chest. "That Rogue is harder to catch than I thought. She had incredible agility, but in the end she was outmatched by us.""And she died," Altair replied coldly.Stella nodded, not looking the least bit sorry. "He was too dangerous to be left alive. Besides, she didn't give us much information, except for one important thing.""What's th