CAINBeta Cain is sitting in the darkened corner of his private chamber, the dim light from the single lantern casting long, flickering shadows across the stone walls. The Moonstone Pack had grown restless with their Alpha’s return and the unrelenting presence of his Luna. The chatter has picked up again, faint whispers, eager to tear at the fabric of their unity. Cain knows it is because of Phoenix, the golden wolf, the one who had brought back the aura of power that had been slipping through his fingers. He clenches his jaw, the muscles in his neck tightening. The pack members who had once listened to him, revered his voice now treat him as if he were a mere shadow of the man who once led them. It is all Phoenix’s fault. She brought Taon back, she brought a sense of purpose and strength back to the Moonstone pack, and she brought a threat, one Cain couldn’t ignore. He stands up and walks to the window, looking out over the moonlight forest that stretches out beyond the clearing. I
Scents of roasted meat and toasted bread fill the air, mixed with the subtle tang of pine from the forest outside. The dining hall shines brightly as fire crackles in the hearth, casting flickering light across the majestic space. Moonstone pack had begun to settle back into their daily routine after the harrowing experience with the council of elders. Talon had managed to hold his anger in check for days, but it was growing more difficult with each passing moment. The peace they’ve been fighting hard to reclaim feels fragile, a thin layer of glass ready to shatter at any misstep. The buzz of recognition Phoenix is beginning to attract is both a gift and a burden. Packs from across Shadowpine have been sending messages of admiration and requests for the audience, all eager to see the fabled golden wolf, to experience the power they had only heard about in stories. Talon knew the power she wields is unmatched, a gift from the Moon Goddess herself, but with it comes danger. He had see
PHOENIXAs we stepped into Ironclaw’s pack territory, we were confronted by tired eyes, stiff shoulders, and an overpowering odor of fear as we entered the center of Ironclaw territory. The area was scarred by deep claw marks on their walls, destroyed dwellings, and broken buildings that had formerly provided shelter for Ironclaw pack members. Phoenix strolls next to Talon, her golden eyes determinedly glancing about. She feels the desire to protect and heal, as well as the weight of the pack's despair, bearing down on her. With her presence and Lucas' humming with strength and readiness, her inner wolf awakens.A towering guy with silver-stream hair comes towards them as a deep voice yells, "Alpha Talon, Luna Phoenix." Two warriors, their faces solemn yet respectful, followed him. "I'm Darius, the Ironclaw pack's Alpha. I appreciate you coming so quickly. We had no choice but to contact you because we had heard about the golden wolf's might. With a stern but comforting ton
TALONTalon is standing in his chambers, fastening the leather straps of his armor with deliberate precision. The thought of going to Silvercrest Pack with Phoenix made his jaw tighten. For Phoenix, this journey will be a confrontation with her past, one riddled with betrayal and pain. For him, it is a challenge to ensure she comes out unscathed, physically and emotionally. As her mage, be can't let her face this alone, not with the bind they now shared.Phoenix enters the room quietly, her golden eyes catching the light as she observes him. Her expression was calm, but he could sense the storm of emotions beneath the surface and the subtle communication of feelings between their wolf. The bond makes it impossible for her to hide her turmoil from him, just as it makes it impossible for him to deny the pull to be by her side.“You're ready?” she asks, her voice steady but soft.Talon nods, moving towards her. “More importantly, are you ready?”Phoenix hesitates for a moment, then gives
PHOENIXThe news of my father’s condition has been lingering in my mind. He had been severely injured during the attack on Silvercrest, leaving the pack in disarray. Despite all that had transpired between us in the past, casting me out as a rogue and letting me fend for myself alone in the wolf, there’s still a strange pang of guilt and concern for him. I suppose, deep down, no matter how much I try to suppress it, he is still my father. With Talon here, by my side, I take a deep breath as I step into the role of Alpha of the Silvercrest pack. It is a special request from the pack that I stand in as Alpha, seeing that he is unconscious. It wasn’t an easy decision to make, I never dreamt of it not even after all they put me through. But I can’t deny my responsibility to them, to those wolves who are now defenseless against the rogues tearing through their borders. They need a leader, and I am the just the right person with the power required to protect them.Standing at the front of
As shocked as I am to see Dylan, I am particularly irritated. He is becoming a pest, first the ambush, now this. ”Dylan, what are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice sharper than intended.He approached with a casual arrogance that made my skin crawl. His hazel eyes scan me, and a smirk tugs at his lips. “Phoenix. It’s been a while.”“Not long enough,” I muttered, crossing my arms.“Oh…I heard the rumors,” he says, his tone smug. “About the attack on your pack and your Dad. I just thought you’d need some help, especially now.” “Cut to the chase, Dylan. Why are you here?”He sighs dramatically as if my impatience amuses him. “I came to see for myself. To see you and to say I’m sorry.”I blink, caught off guard. “Sorry?”“I’m sorry for what I did, for everything that transpired between us. For not trusting you. For letting you be cast out like that. I was wrong Phoenix, and I want to make it right. Especially now that Silvercrest needs assistance, we could continue from where we stop
PHOENIXI sat quietly beside my father's bed, my fingers brushing gently against the cool surface of his hand. The steady beep of the heart monitor is the only sound that fills the otherwise quiet room. It had been days since she assumed my place as Alpha of Silvercrest, and every day,she would come to my father, a man who had once ruled with unwavering strength. Now, though, he is lying in a vulnerable state and unable to guide his pack.As I sat, I allowed my thoughts to wander. My heart aches for my father. There had been so many things I had wanted to say to him, but the situation was never right. I had so many questions and I still haven't gotten a chance.The weight of my new responsibility weighs heavily on my shoulders. I’m not sure how long I could carry the mantle of leadership. My father’s absence left a void, and although the pack had accepted me, I still feel like a stranger in some ways. The expectations placed on me are overwhelming, but I know I have to rise to the occ
Phoenix sits by her father’s bedside, her heart racing with anticipation. For days, I’ve prayed and hoped that he would wake up, that he would return to her side and be the guiding force he had always been. The uncertainty that has plagued me since his injury weighs heavily on me, but now, finally, the wait is over. Roland, the Alpha of Silvercrest, my father, has regained consciousness.She looks at his face, pale and bruised from the attack, but there’s a glimmer of recognition in his eyes. I couldn’t help but smile, relief flooding my chest. It feels as though the burden I had carried for so long has been lifted, even if only a little.“Father,” I whisper, my voice thick with emotion. “You’re awake. I knew you could do it.”His eyes flutter as he struggles to sit up, his movements slow and pained. He winced but managed a small, tired smile. “Phoenix…” His voice is raspy and weak, but the familiarity of hearing it fills me with warmth. “My daughter. I…I’m so sorry.”The words, thoug
LUCIAI have always trusted my instincts, and tonight, it screamed at me louder than ever.Word had gone out through Silvercrest that our neighboring pack, Raven Night which is ruled by Dylan, is celebrating though no one got an information on why. Dylan isn’t the type to throw a gathering without an ulterior motive, I know him. He is always scheming, always working towards something beneath the surface. And I know better than to just ignore it.Since the last time Phoenix was here before she left I promised to always keep an eye on Dylan and to make sure he never pulls her into his twisted web of deceit and greed. And now, with the sudden news of Raven Night’s festivities, I have a sickening feeling in my gut. Something must be wrong somewhere, I can smell it.Dressed in dark clothing, I move through the shadows of the forest, my wolf altered but controlled. I am not here for a fight, at least not yet. My mission is to observe, to gather information, and when necessary, intervene.Th
PHOENIXThe air in the dimly lit room is damp, and the walls around me close in like a suffocating shroud. My wrists ache from the rough ropes that bind them, and my legs, though free, are too weak to move. I sit on the cold stone floor, leaning against the wall as I stare at the small barred window above me. The faint sunlight barely seeps through, leaving most of the room shrouded in shadows. I can't stop my thoughts from spiraling. How has everything fallen apart so quickly? One moment, I was at the border, hoping to handle the supposed rogue attack, and the next, I was ambushed by hunters. The memory of their cruel, gruesome discussions still lingers in my mind, sending shivers down my spine. They spoke about using me, the golden wolf, as some sort of tool for their twisted purposes. I can still hear their laughter and vile remarks, their plans to break me, exploit my powers, and turn me into their trophy. And then, he had showed up. Dylan. I can't comprehend the emotions swir
DYLANThe air around me crackles with energy, a dark, oppressive force that seems to pull the very light of the world around me. I knew if I wanted Phoenix back, I needed to match up to her powers. My new powers course through my veins like wildfire, an unrelenting reminder of the pact I have chosen. I had to seek the forbidden, dark magic that would grant me strength beyond any ordinary wolf. Anything wrong move would cost me my life but I didn't care. All I can think about is how to be the most powerful Alpha with the most powerful Luna. Phoenix is mine and nothing, not even Talon can stand in my way now.As I approach the hunter’s camp, the scent of blood and fear fills my nostrils. My lips curl into a cruel smile. I have timed my attack perfectly. Cain’s meddling has captured the hunter's attention and all I have to do is strike at the right moment and take what is mine.Hidden in the shadow close to the hunter’s cabin, I watch Cain argue with the hunters. The sight of the Beta tr
The night is cloaked in silence as I slip past the borders to get to the location I have. The weight of my mission pressing down on me, though the thrill of my Success so far keeps my steps steady. I have to ensure that the hunters stay align with the plan, even as doubt linger in my mind.The hunter's crib is nestleddeep in the shadows of the nearby woods. I approached cautiously, signallingucius go remain outside as lookout. He nodded, blending into the darkness. I push the creaking door open and step into the dimly lit cabin. The air reeks of smoke and metal, a reminder of the weapons the hunters wield so viciously against my kind.The hunters, rough men with hardened favs greet me with a mix of suspicion and interest. In my perfect disguise, I maintain a calm demeanor. I am being led to a secluded room by their leader.I lean against the wall, feigning indifference as he begins to speak. “She is not a vulnerable catch,” he says, lighting a cigar. “A creature like her will tip th
CAINI lean back against the trunk of an ancient oak tree, a rare smirk tugging at my lips as I bask in the thrill of my success. My plan worked, Phoenix, the golden wolf, the Luna is now in the clutches of the hunters. That delicate balance Talon always brag about, the insufferable pride he carries, it will all come crashing down.Lucius approaches me, a similar look of satisfaction etched on his shape features. “Beta,” he begins, his voice low but laced with excitement, “I can't believe how smoothly everything went. The hunters barely had to struggle, she walked right into their trap.” I chuckle darkly, a sense of vindication coursing through me. “She thinks she could play the perfect Luna, always facing dangers head-on like she's some untouchable savior. Foolish of her. All it took was the right push and whisper in her ear.” Lucius nods, folding his arms. “Alpha lost his mind when he realized what happened. Without her, his reign will start to crumble. He has become so reliant on
TALONMy heart thunders in my chest as I stand at the edge of the Moonstone border. The faint scent of human sweat and gunpowder lingers in the air, mixing with the acrid tang of fear and adrenaline. Hunters, Lucas growl deep within me, an unrelenting storm of fury and restlessness.“Phoenix…” I whisper, clenching my fists so tightly my claws dig into my palms.The sparring grounds had been filled with life, laughter, and combat a while ago, but now everything has been overshadowed by the hollow absence of my mate. How can this happen?? How has she slipped unnoticed? “Talon.” Mira’s voice cut through the haze of my thoughts as she stepped closer. Her usual calm demeanor is replaced by a mix of guilt and worry. “I did not see anything. I didn't even know she was going until much later.”I turn to face her, my jaw tight. “You are telling me no one noticed who approached her? No one notices anything suspicious?”Mira flinched but held my gaze. “The training match demanded everyone’s foc
PHOENIXI received critical news from the messenger, rogues are preparing an invasion along the northern border. I can feel the enforcer's stress as he implores me to come right away in hurried, rambling phrases. Anxiety quickly flares in my chest. I believe that we dealt with the prior attacks as well as the rogues and the strengthened alliances. I scan the training area for Talon, but he is deep in a sparring session, showing the fighters his more sophisticated moves. His focus is constant, and his commands are sharp. He already has too much on his plate, so I don't want to bother him. Furthermore, it cannot wait in the event of an imminent rogue attack.I give the enforcer a nod while maintaining a stern tone of voice despite the shivers running up my spine. I say, "Show me where." He guides me into the woodland at a quick yet cautious pace. The rustle of leaves beneath the floor is the only sound to break the oppressive quiet between us. The farther we left the area, t
TALONI’m standing at the edge of the training grounds, my eyes diligently scanning the crowd of warriors as they spar and practice. The sun has begun its descent, casting golden hues across the clearing, but my mind is elsewhere. My wolf has been restless all afternoon, he keeps stirring uneasily and pacing within like a caged animal. “Something is wrong, Talon. She’s not here.” Lucas growls, his tone sharp and full of urgency.I frown, trying to shake off the strange sense of unease that has been clawing me even before today. I have just returned from the pack house, after overseeing the sparring battle. Normally, I would dismiss Lucas’s anxiety as part of his protective instincts, but this time, it feels different and heavier. “Where could she be?” I mutter under my breath, my gaze sweeping the training grounds once more. I spot Mira sparring with one of the younger wolves and Hosea speaking to a group of warriors near the armory. But she’s nowhere in sight.Lucas growls again, l
The air in Moonstone territory is crisp and cool, and the faint scent of the forest and dew settle over the pack grounds. It is another training day, one of the many sparring sessions we usually hold to keep our warriors sharp. And for some unknown reasons, Talon has been pushing the pack harder and ever, ensuring that they are always prepared for anything that might come their way. Even though his leadership has been steady and unwavering, today, I have a different plan, one that requires all my patience and cunning. I stand off to the side, my gaze lingering on Talon as he commands the pack in their drills. His posture is perfect, his movements sharp. The warriors are moving in perfect synchronization, their bodies as fluid as they spare. I have to admit, Talon has always been the impressive Alpha to the pack and there’s no doubt on their end. But that’s why I am here, I will do everything to change that. I have to find a way to distract him and divert his attention for my plan to