Under the gray, chilly sky, the pack had assembled. Dominick's voice sliced through the tense atmosphere like a blade."Bring him forward."Caleb was pulled into the circle by two enforcers. His clothes were ripped, and his face was bruised. They believed that Caleb had been a faithful member of the pack for many years. He was now charged with betraying them all."Caleb," Dominick said in a composed yet steely voice, "you were spotted close to Marcus prior to the assault. For weeks, you have been behaving strangely. And now we discover this.Marcus handed Dominick the parchment, which he held up. Unquestionably powerful, the symbols on it glowed dimly.Caleb shook his head, his eyes widening. “I swear, I didn’t betray the pack. I..,,I didn’t have a choice!”Lisa stepped forward, her voice sharp. “No choice? What does that mean, Caleb? Who compelled you?”Caleb’s gaze flashed about, desperate. “Varek. He... he endangered my family. He threatened to kill them all if I didn't assist him.
The tent was oppressive. With his wrists raw from the handcuffs, Caleb sat shackled to the chair. Dominick paced before him, hardly controlling his rage. Lisa was clearly exhausted, but her will remained unwavering as she rested against the tent pole.With dagger-sharp eyes, Dominick said, "You're going to talk." "No more excuses, no more half-truths. Caleb, start at the beginning."I told you everything I knew already!" Caleb's voice broke, his tone tinged with panic. Varek forced me to do it. He is employed by a prominent person with ties to the ancient order. I swear, I have no idea who it is!Lisa moved forward, speaking in a cool, collected tone. Next, describe the parchment. The signs. What are they trying to say?Caleb's gaze strayed to the ground. "I... They're associated with an item, though I'm not really sure what that means. Before she vanished, Anabella was searching for something.When her mother was mentioned, Lisa froze. "Anabella?"With a shaky voice, Caleb nodded. Sh
Tension was in the air in the packhouse. Even though his chest felt like it was giving out, Dominick stood at the center of the group, his face a mask of calm. Dissident mutterings echoed through the gathering around him."You abandoned Marcus to perish!" A shrill, accusing voice broke out. Caleb was speaking, his voice bolded by the audience. "How can we have faith in a leader who disregards his own?"Dominick's jaw tightened, but he took a moment to react. He looked across the room and saw anguish, fury, and, worst of all, uncertainty."He didn't desert Marcus," Lisa interrupted in a strong tone. With her hand on Dominick's arm, she stood alongside him. "After Varek got away, Dominick had to decide whether to defend the other members of the pack."Caleb laughed. "Keep the pack safe? While one of our own bled out, we chased a ghost? Is that what you call leadership?"Enough!" The room fell silent as Dominick's voice boomed. His sharp eyes locked with Caleb's. "I didn't make that deci
The smell of blood and the distant howls of rogue wolves filled the night air. Dominick stood at the front, his claws already wet with their assailants' blood, his chest heaving with effort. However, the pack was disintegrating in spite of their best attempts."Drive them away!" Dominick yelled, his voice rising over the commotion.He witnessed his family and other pack members battling with everything they owned, but the ruthless renegade wolves appeared to be everywhere, encircling them from all sides. Their fortifications were broken, and the pack was dispersed. Suspicion boiled beneath every utterance, and the ties they had always depended on were strained."Dominick!" His heart fell when he turned to see Lisa, but her voice broke through the din. They were all around her. She was cornered by a gang of outlaws, their growls resonating through the darkness."Lisa!" Fangs bared, he sprung into action, but not before his eyes locked with hers."Cease!" she cried, her voice shaking. D
"Are you crazy?" Marcus slammed his hand down on the map that was lying on the table and hissed. "It is suicide to venture into rogue territory!"Dominick had a stare that could have sliced through steel. And it's possible to leave Lisa there? Whatever it takes, I don't care. We will get her back.With a grim yet determined expression, Chelsea folded her arms. "Dominick is correct. We will lose her if we do nothing now. And if Varek manages to seize her authority...The inference was obvious even if her voice trailed off.Marcus raked his fingers through his hair, his every motion marked with frustration. "All right. However, this is more than a simple rescue effort. You are aware that we are about to fall into a trap."Whether it's a trap or not, I don't care," Dominick snarled. "I'm concerned about Lisa. That is the only thing that counts.With her piercing eyes fixed on the map, Chelsea nodded. We enter at the break of day. We'll cross the ravine on the east side. It is the least p
The wolf spirit shouted inside Lisa's head as she stumbled into the thick woodland, her eyesight swimming. It taunted and tempted her with its savage snarl of voice."Lisa, why fight with me? You are me. We are unstoppable when we work together.She cried, "Get out of my head!" as the pain rushed through her, gripping her temples.The wolf's tone was mocking as it laughed. "You believe you can make it through this without me? Lisa, you need me. You always have.As Lisa's strength erupted out of control, the ground shook beneath her and she dropped to her knees. The air crackled with raw force as the trees surrounding her broke and moaned."No," she said in a tremulous tone. "I will not allow you to take control. I refuse to turn into a monster.The wolf growled, its weight pressing more firmly against her awareness. "You are already. Give up acting like a human. Accept the truth.Fighting the overwhelming impulse to give in, she clinched her hands. Her mind flickered to pictures of he
Dominick felt a chill when Lisa's low, frightening growl reverberated around the area. Her unnaturally bright eyes met his, lacking the affection and warmth he had usually experienced."Lisa," he murmured quietly, his voice shaking with determination and terror. It's me. It's Dominick.She didn't answer. Rather, the dark energy swirled around her like a maelstrom, and she bared her teeth in a predatory position.Despite the force pushing him away, Dominick stepped closer and begged Lisa to fight this. "I am aware that you are inside. You're stronger than this, I know that!With a snarl that sounded more animal than human, she swung her claws out to strike. Dominick narrowly escaped as the blow's ferocity carved deep slashes into the ground where he stood.His voice broke as he continued, "Don't make me do this." "Please, Lisa."The wolf spirit inside her spoke through her lips, its voice blended with hers in a haunting echo, yet her expression twisted into something terrible."Now she
With his chest heaving, Dominick stumbled backward as Lisa's twisted body moved closer to him. Her movements were deadly and fluent, like a predator playing with its prey, and her brilliant eyes were unrecognizable.Dominick's voice was rough with desire as he shouted, "Lisa." "You are not this. You're still in there, I know!She lunged at him once again with a hoarse snarl. He almost avoided her claws as he sidestepped her attack.Her wolf spirit roared through her, its voice a sinister echo of her own, "You're mine now." "Give up battling the inevitable."Dominick's heart broke when he saw her in this state, and he tightened his fists. "I will not give up," he declared resolutely. Not for her. Not for us.His voice grew softer as he stepped forward cautiously. "Remember who you are, Lisa. Do not forget me. Do not forget us.Her body shook as though fighting an internal battle, and she froze for a time. "Dominick," she muttered, her voice broken and weak."Yes, Lisa!" he exclaimed, h
Lisa felt it again the ever-present pull of darkness, thrumming under her skin like a beating of its own. The mirror had shown her a truth she hadn’t been ready to face, and now it felt as if the very shadows of the Moon Goddess were wrapping themselves around her, smothering her. Every breath was harder than the last, and the fight to keep herself in control was becoming unbearable.She stood by the edge of their camp, looking into the forest’s darkness, trying to calm the chaos whirling inside her. Dominick had insisted on staying close, despite her protests. He hovered behind her now, but she didn’t turn to face him. She couldn’t."I can feel it," she whispered, though she wasn’t sure whether she was speaking to him, or to the darkness that clawed at her thoughts. "It’s like it’s alive in me, Dominick. It’s getting stronger with every passing moment. I don’t know how much longer I can fight it."Dominick stepped forward, his movements light but filled with haste. He reached for her
Lisa stood at the edge of the old ruins, her heart pounding as the weight of their task pushed down on her. Dominick was by her side, his presence a steadying force, but even he couldn’t deny the unease that had settled over their pack.They had come here to find answers, but the ruins were steeped in silence, their old stones worn by centuries of neglect. The air was thick with an eerie energy, and Lisa could feel it in the pit of her stomach something dark, something old, was waiting."Are you sure this is the right place?" Lisa asked, her voice low, almost respectful.Dominick glanced at her, his eyes filled with purpose. "It’s the only place left, Lisa. The old books... they all point here. The answers are hidden in these ruins. We just have to find them."She nodded, but doubts remained in her mind. The pack’s trust in her was weakening. They didn’t say it, but Lisa could feel the strain. She had once been their center, their guide, their link to the Moon Goddess. Now, without th
The first thing Lisa felt was warmth. It wasn’t the kind of warmth that could be mistaken for sunlight or the heat of a fire, but the kind of warmth that pulsed deep within her chest, spreading through her limbs, wrapping around her like a protective embrace.She blinked, slowly opening her eyes. The world around her was blurry at first, fading in and out of focus. But as her senses began to sharpen, she could feel it—the weight of Dominick’s arms around her, holding her close. The familiar scent of him, of the pack, surrounded her, grounding her. And yet, something was wrong.Something was very wrong.Lisa sat up with a sharp gasp, her body trembling from the sheer effort it took to move. She looked around, eyes wide, searching for an answer. The pack was gathered around them, silent, watchful, and… worried. They looked as though they were waiting for something waiting for her."Lisa?" Dominick’s voice was scratchy, filled with a quiet desperation she hadn’t heard before. "Are you ok
As Dominick's hands hovered above Lisa's motionless body, they shook. Even though the combat was done, it seemed like the conflict had only just started. He stared at her chest, looking for some indication that she was still alive. His anguish made every breath feel heavy and shallow. Her face had turned pale and lifeless. Everything he didn't want to know was revealed to him by the blood stains on her clothing."You can't leave. In a ragged echo of the man, he once was, Dominick muttered to her, "You just can't." Leaning down, he brushed a lock of hair away from her face, allowing the tears he had been suppressing to finally fall."Please, Lisa. Get your eyes open. Return to me.Around them, the pack had gathered in stillness. Even though they had prevailed in the fight, it felt meaningless. His evil power had been broken, and Eryndor's citadel had collapsed, but at what price? With her heart as frigid as the stone under her, Lisa, their ray of hope, lay still.Marcus's face was unre
There was a lot of darkness in the room, and the shadows were thick and moving around them like living things. The stone floor beneath Dominick was stained with blood as he lay unconscious, his body broken and battered. With tears in her eyes and her heart racing, Lisa knelt next to him, but there was no time for sorrow. She was thinking of only one thing.They all needed to be saved by her.In front of them, tall and victorious, Eryndor's eyes were full of vile laughter. "Lisa, you believe you have won, but the game is far from over." The air felt oppressive, and his voice was like ice. "There is no force or power in this world that can defeat me."Lisa's heart ached as she felt the warmth of Dominick's pulse wane with every second that went by, and her hands shook as she reached out to touch him. Even though she still had a close bond with him and the pack, it wasn't sufficient. Not quite yet.Then something changed within her.Her inner wolf spirit awoke with a roil, its restless e
The pack was positioned before the imposing gates of Eryndor's stronghold, which appeared to have impenetrable walls and a dense, oppressive, and dark aura. The weight of the approaching conflict made the air motionless. With the resolve that had brought them this far, Dominick's eyes were hard and his mind was keen. They would put an end to this now.“All units, move out!” he ordered, his voice like a razor slicing through the quiet.With ferocious determination, the pack charged ahead, their warriors trailing behind. Standing by Dominick's side, Lisa felt the strength of the black magic emanating from the fortress walls, her heart pounding and her thoughts turning into its own battlefield.They were nearly instantly struck by the first wave of rogue wolves, their eyes blazing with the strange light of Eryndor's might. The pack was more than ready, but they were swift, vicious, and unrelenting.With her claws cutting through the air and tearing through the rogue wolves that approache
The vista in front of them was a never-ending length of rocky land and forest that led to the impending fortress of Eryndor. With the burden of the trip bearing down on him, Dominick led the way. The strain in the air was evident, and each step felt like it may be his last. The odds were stacked against them in the impending last fight.Lisa followed closely behind him, her steps steady but her thoughts focused on the future. They both understood the seriousness of the situation, and their closeness was strong despite their inability to express it verbally. Although they all had a part to play, nobody could foresee the cost of winning.Marcus kept up with the others despite the emotional and physical strain of saving Chelsea. Even while his expression was fixed on stern determination, his eyes would occasionally flicker with the wounds from the ambush, both the ones on his body and the ones still present in his heart. Chelsea was almost lost to him. He would not permit such to occur o
Dominick stood at the edge of the camp, surveying his warriors' faces while the wind howled all around him. He felt as though the entire universe was resting on his shoulders. The moment had arrived. They were at their breaking point. Eryndor was too near his objective, too risky. In his bones, Dominick knew that the last battle was coming.The tension in the air was broken by Dominick's voice as she said, "We can't wait for more signs, more opportunities." "Now we fight. We battle together.Though there was a hesitancy and a sense of trepidation, the pack stirred and whispers of agreement rippled through them. They had suffered a great loss. They were still grieving over the loss of their siblings in the previous conflict.Chelsea stepped forward from the crowd and said, "Dominick." Her voice was steady, but her eyes were rimmed in red. You want us to put everything on the line. After everything we've lost... after everything we've endured...Dominick responded, his eyes hardening, "
The tension in the camp was high due to the weight of Chelsea's capture. Marcus paced, anger and hopelessness swirling in his head. His fists were clinched at his sides, and his eyes were bloodshot. He was being tormented by the idea of losing her and failing her.Lisa murmured softly, "Marcus," moving into his direct line of sight.He halted his pacing and looked at her, his jaw clenched. "I'm pursuing her." I can't just sit here doing nothing.The unadulterated agony in his voice made Lisa's heart hurt. She was aware of Chelsea's importance to him. "I get it, but we can't just show up without a strategy, Marcus. We shall be met by Eryndor.Marcus shot back, his voice strained and low, "I don't care." There's Chelsea inside. She cannot be left to rot in that hellhole by me.Lisa paused, fully aware of the dangers. After that, we'll travel together. However, we must consider this. Dark magic guards Eryndor's stronghold, and he won't make things simple.For a minute, Marcus's eyes soft