I’ve been wandering for days now, I am not even sure how much time has passed, lost in the endless shadows and trees that surround me. The forest became the only companion with me, the dark canopy above me kept me in my own silence. My wolf form feels more natural now more than ever, my senses have grown sharper and my instincts have heightened, but the ache I’ve felt in my bones since that day was hard to ignore. I was weak, my strength diminished by the hour because I am starving.
Although the wounds I sustained from the brutal incident that led me into the forest has healed, thanks to my wolf’s abilities, but the emptiness in my heart could not be mended. I was indeed alone, and my heart breaks everytime I think about that fact.
I paid attention to every noise around me, the snap of a twig or even the rustles of leaves but I was careful. I am staying in the thickest parts of the forest and needed to avoid any rogues or. enforcers guarding territorial boundaries. I really don’t have the energy to fight and I can not even defend myself. I felt very hungry and even when I catch some small prey, it was barely enough to sustain me. My whole body is weak, I am hungry, and my soul feels even weaker.
Then…there is the weakness in my heart. My heart ache so bad it could break apart. It is empty, and every time I think of him, my heart feel like it’s crashing. How could he? my father. How could he do that to me, not even a chance to defend myself, not even a moment of doubt showed in his eyes?
It is night fall already and I had found a small cave under a rocky overhang. The moon tonight is full and it rose high above, casting beams of silver through the trees in the forest. I curl my body inside, finally taking a rest and coming out of my wolf form. I really need to rest myself, and allow myself to feel weak and vulnerable as I am.
I look up at the moon. “Moon Goddess,” the words come out as I keep glaring at the moon. “Help me. Please. I can’t do this alone.” I whisper, my voice choke, and I let the tears come streaming down my cheek. “Mother, if you are there…just if you can hear me, please…I need your help, I need strength. Just give me a sign, anything to help me out of this.” I say still sobbing softly as I press my face into my hands.
I put my head back down on the cold stone floor, tears flowing from my eyes as the exhaustion I felt finally took over my body.
I dozed off, and in my sleep I began to dream.
I feel a strange warmth envelope me, like I was under sunlight, and a gentle hand touches my face. I open my eyes slowly to find a strange woman standing before me, her hair was golden, and it flowed around her like a shimmering veil. Her face shone softly, yet something about her feels ethereal, something that made my heart beat faster.
I’d seen my mother in pictures and this woman looks just like my mother, although my mother had dark hair. This woman’s hair is like spun gold. She give me a soft smile, her eyes warm, familiar green and she reach her hand to me.
“Come, Phoenix,” she say, her voice soft and melodious. “Get up, follow me.”
I find myself rising, even though I want to ask who she is and how she knows my name. My feet moved without hesitation as I follow her through the thick, shadowy forest. Every step toward feels lighter, as though my exhaustion is wearing off and it feels like magic.
We keep going in silence until we got to a small clearing and I see a cottage, quaint and covered in vines, the insides glow softly. The woman lead me inside and my mouth fall in awe when we stepped inside.
In front of me is a grand dining table, the kind with every kind of food imaginable, roast meats and fresh fruits and even loaves of bread still steaming, there is also pastries dripping with honey. My stomach rumble, and the woman smile, gesturing to me to sit.
“Come, sit my child, Eat,” she say to me gently. “You need your strength back.”
She didn’t need to say more, so I take a seat and begin to dig in. Savouring every bite, enjoying the rich flavours, each mouthful warming me from within. It feels like a dream, like a gift and I eat until I was full, barely believing this is truly happening.
When I finish, she gestured for me to come follow her again. But this time, she lead me into a narrow corridor, down into the cottage. At the end of the hall, there is a door, bathed in golden light that shone into the dark hallway.
My heart beat heavily in my chest as the door opened, a grand chamber was revealed. The room was filled with beautiful figures of men and women that looks ethereal, they all have varying hair in shades of gold. Some had locks like the woman’s hair, others had cropped hairs, while others had hair that looks like the sun itself.
As they all turn to look at me with piercing yet warm eyes, they spoke in one unified voice that seem to echo through my bones. “Head north.”
They spoke those words and it resounded in the air, masked in power and high command. I want to ask what they meant, but my voice was gone and lost.
“North, Phoenix.” I feel the woman with golden hair say to me, her voice softer and hands resting on my shoulders. “Follow the path laid out for you, Phoenix.”
Though, not fully understanding, I nod because I feel the certainty they exude, and it fills my heart with a sense of hope, strangely.
And then, I wake up, gasping for air in this cold cave, that felt nothing like the warmth of the cottage.
But as my eyes dart downwards, my breath hitch as I catch sight of my paw, my left paw is glowing faintly with a golden light, it was soft and radiant and felt alive.
My thoughts went back to the dream…it had to be more than a dream. I couldn’t shake off the instructions, the message, it feels like a sign. The golden glow on my paw, the voice of those mysterious figures and they all said one thing.
Head north…they said
My heart races with a new found purpose. I felt strength returning to my bones as I stared purposefully into the darkened forest. I made up my mind to move, i took a deep breath, turned north, and began to run.
The sun dipped low across the horizon, casting golden streaks through the arched windows of the Beta’s wing. I’m sitting perched on the edge of my balcony railing, the gentle breeze tugging at my curls as I watch Aeron pace the garden below. He hasn’t said a word since we returned from the Lair, and I can feel the tension humming through our bond.I leap down gracefully, my boots touching the grass with practiced ease. “Aeron?” I call out to him softly. He turned at the sound of my voice, his stormy gray eyes flashing with frustration. “Mira,” he breathed, running a hand through his tousled hair. “We need to talk.” I braced myself, though Sera stirred anxiously beneath my skin. “Yeah, go on.” “I don’t think the Alpha is ever going to accept me for you.” He says bluntly, his tone quiet but heavy. “He hasn’t said much but the way he looked at me tonight, like I am some intruder threatening to tear down everything he’s built. And those questions, he is testing me.” I crossed the dis
The morning light slanted across the polished stones of the Lair, painting golden patterns against the walls as I paced just outside the main hall. My heart is beating faster than it should be. Today, Aeron will make an official appearance before my family, he is not just coming to see me as always but to see Talon, Phoenix, and Hosea. For days, whispers swirled through the pack like wolf smoke, gentle murmurs filled the hallways, and suggestive stares were cast in the training fields. Everyone is suddenly suspicious of something. My closeness with Aeron had not gone unnoticed for a single day. And now, with my new solidified position as Beta, the idea of mating stirred excitement, curiosity, and scrutiny among the pack. My shoulders straightened immediately when I entered the main hall. Talon and Phoenix are already seated at the long dining table, with Hosea at Phoenix’s side, all of them waiting in solemn anticipation. Well, so it seems. Phoenix gives me a warm smile, through h
The soft patter of morning rain fades into the background as I step out of my quarters and into the sun-washed courtyard of the Moonstone pack house. A light breeze danced through the trees, carrying the scent of pine and new beginnings. I clutched a scroll of daily activity log under one arm, but my mind wasn't on duties today, not entirely. My thoughts keep drifting back to the warm-eyed steel-willed wolf I had met during the summit and have been talking with. The memory of his name sends a quiet thrill Through my chest. He had a presence that filled the room, his deep voice, deliberate, calm. A wolf of few words but commanding respect. Now standing in the territory that has known too much betrayal and enough softness, I knew it was time to bring into my world fully. I make my way to Talon’s quarters, where we will be reviewing patrol adjustments. Hosea is likely already there, helping to manage new initiatives. The door creaks open gently as I enter the large hall. Phoenix
The sun filters through the ancient pines as I step out of the pack house, the crisp scent of pine needles and earth grounding me. My duties as Beta had been relentless over the past few moons, but I welcomed the challenge. After Cain's betrayal had torn at the fabric of our family and almost cost Moonstone everything, I had promised myself that I would protect the pack at all costs. My brother, Talon has given me his trust, and I am not going to waste it.Still, I had never imagined that my path of duty would lead me to him. Aeron! His name sends a flutter through my chest every time I think of it. I could still see him clearly in my mind, how he stood tall and unintimidated, representing the Hollowpine pack at the recent leader's summit. His silver hair had shimmered under the sun, and his moss-green eyes had held an ancient wisdom that made my pulse race. We had met by chance, no, by fate, I like to think, when I had entered the large clearing set up for Beta dialogues. I had be
MIRA’S POV:The weight of becoming the Beta has never been something I dreamed of. I had always known leadership lived in my blood, being born into the Moonstone legacy meant that but I have spent most of my life helping Talon from the sidelines. Supporting, Healing, and Protecting. But after what Cain did, his betrayal…everything changed.When he turned against us his pack, aided the forces that nearly tore us apart. It was as though the ground beneath us had shifted. I saw Talon mourn the loss of our cousin, not the loss of life, but the loss of loyalty. And I had to step up, not just because I'm his sister, but as someone the pack could trust.And this is my life now.Every sunrise meets me at the edge of the territory, sometimes with scrolls in my arms, other times with swords on my back. Today, it is the former. A formal wolf summit is happening across the eastern border, a neutral gathering for leaders of packs nearby to discuss shifting alliances, security, and training partne
PHOENIX’S POVMoonstone packs continue to thrive under the warmth of the mid-morning sun. Laughter echoed through the inner grounds, and warriors sparred on the open field. They train in unison, their howls in rhythm. Life had beautifully settled into harmony I never thought possible, not after the chaos, the battles, and the darkness we had emerged from. But here we are, rebuilding what was once broken.Inside the Lair, a different kind of energy pulsed. Softer. Warmer.“She’s in your study again, Talon,” I called with a chuckle as I peeked around the corner, finding a small figure buried beneath a tangle of old maps and scrolls.Talon creeps from behind me, his hands slipping around my small waist. “She has inherited our curiosity,” he murmured, kissing my temple before he stepped forward.“Daciana dear,” he said gently, kneeling beside her. “What do you want to do with this parchment?”Our cute five-year-old Daciana looked up with wide golden eyes that mirrored mine. “I am learning