Caden stood in the center of the pack’s gathering ground, his chest still heaving with anger from his confrontation with the rogue Alpha. His mind raced with the conditions set before him—Mate, or lose the pack. The words echoed in his head like a relentless drumbeat, mocking him, taunting him with their simplicity and brutality.
He could feel the weight of his pack’s fear pressing down on him. The usual lively buzz of conversation was muted; their eyes, wide and worried, darted around like they expected an attack at any moment. Mothers clutched their children closer, warriors whispered among themselves, and the older pack members shook their heads with grim expressions.
"They’re scared," Caden realized, his jaw tightening. "They don’t think I can protect them."
He knew he had to act fast, do something to restore their faith in him, something to reignite their spirit and make them believe in their Alpha again. His eyes flicked to the dueling ground, where his Beta, Kiernan, was preparing. The earlier challenge hung in the air between them like a heavy cloud.
Caden took a deep breath, forcing a smile that he hoped appeared confident. "Alright, everyone!" he shouted, clapping his hands together. "Let’s have a bit of entertainment, shall we?"
The pack members turned to look at him, their faces still tight with anxiety, but there was a flicker of curiosity. A murmur went through the crowd.
"Kiernan!" Caden called, his voice booming. "Let’s give them a show. Remind them what true warriors look like."
Kiernan nodded, stepping forward, his expression calm and controlled. "As you wish, Alpha," he replied, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes—determination, or perhaps defiance. He knew this wasn’t just about entertaining the pack. This was about proving himself.
Aria stood at the edge of the crowd, her heart pounding against her ribs. She couldn’t take her eyes off Kiernan. "Please, be careful," she whispered under her breath, knowing he couldn’t hear her, but hoping somehow her thoughts would reach him. "Don’t let him hurt you."
The duel began with a flurry of movement, both men circling each other, their muscles tense, eyes locked in a predatory gaze. Caden lunged first, his fists aimed straight at Kiernan’s chest, but the Beta dodged quickly, moving with a speed that surprised even Caden.
"He’s fast," Caden thought, narrowing his eyes. "But I’m stronger."
They clashed again, a blur of fists and claws, the sound of blows landing echoing through the clearing. The pack watched with bated breath, their tension easing into shouts and cheers. For a moment, they were caught up in the fight, their fear of the rogue Alpha forgotten.
Aria’s eyes never left Kiernan. Every move he made, every dodge, every strike, she watched with a mix of fear and admiration. "He’s holding his own," she thought, her heart swelling with pride. "He’s really doing it."
But then, in a sudden move, Kiernan ducked low, his body twisting like a snake, and he lashed out with his claws, aiming for Caden’s face. His claws made contact, slashing across Caden’s cheek, leaving three deep marks. Blood instantly welled up, dripping down Caden’s face.
A collective gasp swept through the crowd. Silence fell over the clearing. Even the wind seemed to stop. The only sound that followed was Aria’s uncontrollable cry of joy, her voice ringing out in the stillness. "Yes!"
All eyes turned to her. Her face went pale as she realized what she had done. Her hand flew to her mouth, but it was too late. She could feel the weight of every stare, the judgment, the shock. She quickly looked down, her heart hammering, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.
Caden’s eyes, dark with fury, locked onto her. His bloodied face twisted in anger, his gaze piercing through the crowd like a dagger. "Her?" he thought, rage boiling inside him. "She dares to celebrate my pain?"
Without a second thought, he roared and lunged at Kiernan with renewed ferocity. Kiernan barely had time to react before Caden’s powerful form collided with him, sending them both crashing to the ground. Caden's hand went to Kiernan's throat, squeezing tightly, his other hand raised, claws poised to strike.
Kiernan struggled beneath him, his breath coming in short, desperate gasps. "He’s going to kill me," he realized, staring up into the Alpha’s blazing eyes. "This isn’t just a fight anymore… he’s really going to do it."
But before Caden could bring his claws down, his father’s voice cut through the air like a whip. "Stop this madness, Caden!" his father shouted. "Enough!"
Caden hesitated, his hand still raised, his chest heaving. Slowly, he lowered his claws and released Kiernan, stepping back with a snarl, but not before glaring at Aria again. His father’s intervention had saved Kiernan, but it did nothing to calm the storm brewing inside Caden.
"Get up," he snapped at Kiernan, his voice cold and hard. "This isn’t over."
Back in his private chamber, Caden paced, his mind a whirlwind of anger and frustration. "She dared to mock me," he thought, his fists clenching at his sides. "An omega… laughing at her Alpha. I’ll make her regret it."
He barked an order at the guards outside his door. "Bring her to me," he commanded, his voice like steel. "Now."
A few moments later, the door creaked open, and Aria was pushed inside, her face pale and her eyes wide with fear. She stumbled forward, trying to steady herself, her heart racing.
Caden stared at her, his eyes dark, his expression unreadable. "Do you think this is funny, Aria?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous. "Do you think it’s amusing to see your Alpha wounded?"
Aria shook her head quickly, her voice trembling. "No, Alpha… I—I didn’t mean—"
"Silence!" he roared, taking a step closer. "You humiliated me in front of my pack. You dared to show your joy at my pain."
Tears welled up in her eyes as she lowered her head, her body trembling. "I’m sorry," she whispered. "I… I wasn’t thinking…"
Caden closed the distance between them, his breath hot on her face. "Sorry isn’t good enough," he growled, his hand gripping her arm tightly. "I think you need to be taught a lesson in respect."
Before she could react, he pulled her closer, his grip firm and unyielding. "No, please," she whimpered, struggling against him. "Alpha, don’t… please…"
But he didn’t stop. His hands moved over her body, and despite her attempts to push him away, she was too weak. His strength overpowered her, and soon he had his way with her, forcing her onto the bed. She closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face as she felt the weight of his body against hers.
Inside, her mind screamed, her thoughts a whirl of fear and confusion. "Why is this happening? Why now?" But her voice was silenced by his force, her body yielding under his control.
When he was done, he pulled away, leaving her lying on the bed, her clothes torn, her dignity shattered. He stared down at her with a mixture of contempt and satisfaction.
"Remember this, Aria," he hissed, his voice cold. "Remember what happens when you challenge your Alpha."
And with that, he turned and walked out, leaving her alone in the darkness, the tears flowing freely now, the reality of what had just happened sinking into her bones like ice.
"What have I done to deserve this?" she thought, curling into herself, her body trembling. "Why… why me?"
But no answers came. Only the cold, hard silence of the empty chamber.
Aria lay still on the cold stone floor of Caden’s chamber, every part of her body throbbing with pain. The sharp sting between her thighs reminded her of what had just happened, a cruel, painful reminder that she couldn’t escape. Her breath came in shallow gasps, her chest tight with a mixture of fear, shame, and anger."Get up," she told herself, her mind racing. "Just get up… move."She forced her body to obey, pushing herself up with trembling arms. Her legs felt weak, barely able to support her weight, but she managed to stand. Her clothes were torn, her hair a tangled mess. She brushed a strand away from her tear-stained face, wincing at the sharp pain that flared with the movement. She had to get out of here, away from this chamber, away from him.Her eyes darted to the door. She stumbled towards it, every step a painful reminder of the violence she had just endured. She opened the door, stepping out into the corridor, where several pack members loitered. They turned to look at
Caden sat in his chamber, his fists clenched on the armrests of his chair, his face twisted with frustration. "An omega," he muttered to himself, disbelief and anger bubbling inside him. "Of all the women in this pack, the Moon Goddess chose an omega for me?" He could still hear Elder Thorne’s words echoing in his mind, his father’s stern expression, his mother’s insistent nod. They had already accepted this ridiculous fate, leaving him no choice.The door opened, and his parents stepped in, their faces serious. His father, tall and imposing, crossed his arms and gave him a pointed look."We’ve decided," his father began, his tone brooking no argument. "Aria will be your mate. The ceremony will proceed as planned."Caden’s jaw tightened. "No," he growled, "I will not mate with her. She’s not fit to stand by my side. She’s weak."His mother’s eyes narrowed. "The pack needs a Luna," she said sharply. "And the Goddess has chosen her. You don’t have the luxury of choice, Caden. We need t
“Wait”, Caden growled with panic and fear rising in his heart. His voice quivering and his hands trembling “We.. we can do something about this”, he muttered. His heart pounding fast as he thought about what would become of his fate if the rogue alpha takes over his pack Seeing the fear and distrust in the packs faces, he knew this is not the time to let them down. Silence and fear filled the whole place. Every mother drawing their pups closer to their arms. Caden's parents stood still, speechless with their eyes filled with disappointment. With the fear of not wanting to give up his power and territory to the rogue alpha, Caden decided to brace himself and protect his pack by all means “I can't let this happen. I'm the strongest werewolf and that is why I am the leader of this pack.” “I will not back down now, no… I have to do something. My pack can't see me as a weak Alpha.” He looked at his Father, ready to bring back his father's trust and hope in him as his so
Caden, now fully transformed into his wolf form, faces the rogue alpha at the center of the Arena. The crowd's murmurs immediately turned into a tense silence as they watched.The moon, shining bright, exposed his eyes glowing and his fur shimmering with a deep metallic shin. The rogue alpha ready to start the fight, let out a loud growl, making the atmosphere more tense and engaging. His body muscles large and really built up in a way that it could intimidate his opponent."I can't let my fear show." Caden said to himself almost whispering, as he took his stance, his fist giving him a good balance and ready to go attack form.The weight of his pack's expectation continually weighed him down, but he had to stay strong and not show his weakness.Just then, the words of his father to him resounded in his mind, "a true alpha stays strong to the end, without showing weakness. You are the real son of your father."He tried being motivated by these words but the reality of what was about t
The arena was blood soaked, silence filled the whole place. Indeed the pack of Darkwood territory just witnessed a kind of fight that has never happened in the whole history of darkwood.The rogue alpha laid lifeless, he had just barely survived. Blood gushed out of his face, sides and claws.The crowd couldn't believe that the rogue alpha had been defeated. They looked at him like a fallen Goliath.Caden, now satisfied that he had won, staggered and was headed back to his chamber.His vision was very blurry, his fur soaked with blood, his legs shaky and some of his claws broken. His injuries and wounds were so much that one could tell that he had narrowly escaped death.As he was staggering back to his Chamber, faced down, and silent his legs were beginning to fail him.The tension and panic in the air kept reducing, the pack began to whisper and murmur.Some still had doubts lingering in their heart, while some said silent prayers of relief for their wounded alpha.Though the rogu
Chapter 9: It has been days since the fight happened between Caden and the rogue alpha. The pack was in a state of uncertainty and shock. The news that Aria has not been seen for days kept on spreading like wild fire throughout the entire dark wood pack Some were relieved that the coursed omega who is destined to be the Luna of the pack had disappeared into thin air. While others were worried for her and for the pack, because although, Omegas are not important in a pack, they are still needed for the survival of that pack. The absence of Aria stirred up different feelings among the pack, especially for Caden. Caden did not want to totally accept the fact that he has been worrying for Aria since she disappeared. He called it a thing of nature to notice someone’s absence and to want to know where or what happened to the person. Being Proud and selfish, he kept on resisting the thought to be worried about someone someone that he publicly humiliated and rejected. The figh
Caden has decided to take matters into his hands and bring darkwood pack under control again. He felt that darkwood pack is beginning to think about things that don’t matter anymore, also sharing false and unimportant rumors throughout the whole village. The sudden disappearance of Aria seemed to be the center of discussions in darkwood. Aria and her sudden disappearance seems to be the topic of discussion for everyone in darkwood Starting from how she was being treated when she was still a servant girl to Caden, to when she was chosen as a mate for Caden who despised her so much, also to how Caden held the mating ceremony only to publicly disgrace, reject and humiliate her in front of the whole darkwood. And also to her sudden disappearance after the rejection ceremony. The pack was in great turmoil as they continued hearing these rumors, both the true and false ones. Elderly women(Mothers) of the pack seemed to be talking more of how Aria has always been badly treated by Cad
Caden has gotten to his father’s room and saw his father sitting quietly. He folded his hands and was lost in thoughts. The button of his shirt was opened, exposing some part of his breast but he didn’t mind that. That was the least of his problems at the moment, and it was just him and his son. “Daddy you called for me.” Caden said as he reached out for a seat to sit. “Yes, I did. I want us to have some father and son discussion. Tell me, I’m all ears. What’s going on?” “Dad, all I’m saying is that I’m not okay with the disrespect and lack of trust I’m getting from the park. Rumors can’t be flying around just because I refused to mate with someone I don’t have any atom of feeling for. I need to bring order and sanity to darkwood pack, that’s why I’m their leader and Alpha.” Caden said On hearing this, Caden’s father took a deep breath and signed. He was tired of the whole situation but he still spoke: “Listen son, I have nothing against you and I don’t want to force you into
**The Ritual's Failure**Caden and Elder Thorne stood before the altar, their hands trembling slightly as they clutched the intricately woven ceremonial cords that bound the sacred herbs and objects. The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows across their faces, illuminating the beads of sweat forming on Caden's brow. They had spent countless hours in preparation for this pivotal moment, meticulously gathering the rare herbs known to possess potent healing properties, laying out an array of sacred objects that resonated with the ancient power of their lineage, and engaging in deep purification rituals filled with intense prayer and meditation.As they recited the final incantations of the ritual, a palpable energy surged from the altar, spiraling into the air like a vibrant wind infused with whispers of the past. Caden and Elder Thorne opened their eyes, hearts pounding with anticipation, expecting to witness some profound transformation or at least a sign that their efforts had
**The Connection Revealed**Caden sat in the dim light of his chambers, the flickering candles casting long, dancing shadows that seemed to mock his turmoil. His brow was deeply furrowed, an embodiment of the chaotic whirlpool of thoughts and emotions swirling within him. For days, he had wrestled with a troubling enigma, a sickness sweeping through his pack like a dark plague, and its malevolent link to the moon goddess’s ancient curse gnawed at his conscience. Just when despair threatened to pull him under, a sudden clarity erupted within him, striking like a bolt of lightning in the night.A vivid memory surged forth, piercing through the haze of his mind: the way he had treated Aria, his fierce and spirited counterpart. The rebellion that had coursed through him at the thought of choosing her as both his mate and the Luna of the pack had scarred him with doubt, driving him to a self-imposed exile of pride. He had been so blinded by his own desires, so ensnared in his arrogance, th
**Tensions Rise**The pack's den was enveloped in an oppressive atmosphere thick with worry and dread. Nestled in a corner, Elara, the pack's esteemed healer, lay feverish on a makeshift bed woven from the soft furs of past hunts and fragrant moss. The vibrant fire in her spirit had dimmed significantly, snuffed out by an insidious illness that clung to her like a shadow. Caden, her closest ally and protector, paced the confines of the den with a sense of mounting distress, while Lily, her devoted apprentice, stood by with her brow knitted in concern. Together, they were entwined in a desperate struggle, their minds racing as they searched for a solution that felt increasingly cruelly elusive.Caden moved like a caged wolf, his heart heavy with the weight of his anxiety. Each pacing step reverberated through the silence of the den, a stark contrast to the soft, sorrowful whimpers that escaped Elara’s lips. His brow was furrowed, deeply creased as if the very act of thinking brought hi
**Elara Falls Ill**The once-bustling den of the pack, a place of laughter and camaraderie, had transformed into a sanctuary of despair, shrouded in a somber stillness that was almost palpable. In the heart of this space, nestled among the softest of grasses and verdant leaves, lay Elara, the pack's esteemed healer—her presence a calming beacon now muted by the grasp of illness. A heavy silence enveloped the den, punctuated only by her shallow, labored breaths and the anxious shuffling of her companions, Caden and Lily, who were desperately trying to provide solace during this harrowing time.Elara’s condition was alarmingly frail; her once-bright eyes, vibrant with life and wisdom, had sunk deeply into her skull, and her coat, which usually shimmered like polished obsidian in the sunlight, now hung limp and matted as if stripped of the very essence that had animated it. Weak, rasping coughs escaped her lips, each shallow breath echoing within the confines of the den, sending icy chil
**The Puzzle Deepens**Caden and Lily huddled together in the dimly lit confines of Elara's hut, a sanctuary brimming with decades of wisdom. The low warmth of the flickering candle cast dancing shadows across the walls, which were lined with bundles of dried herbs, intricately woven charms, and ancient artifacts that whispered stories of old. Each corner of the room felt alive with the echoes of countless rituals and remedies, creating an atmosphere that both comforted and heightened the tension in the air. On the worn wooden table before them lay the cryptic clue that Elara had unearthed earlier that fateful evening. Its enigmatic words seemed to swirl in their minds, an intricate puzzle just out of reach, waiting to be deciphered. Despite the hours that had slipped away in the silence of the room, they had made little headway, their frustration palpable in the fading light.“I just don’t get it!” Lily burst out, her voice tinged with exasperation as she ran a hand through her tangl
**The Cryptic Clue**Elara sat at her sturdy oak desk, which had borne the weight of countless studies over the years, surrounded by a teetering mountain of ancient tomes and meticulously rolled scrolls. The room was thick with the musty scent of aged paper—a fragrance imbued with the echoes of history—and the faint, lingering aroma of crushed herbs from her recent experiments wafted softly in the air, mingling to create a unique and unmistakable atmosphere of scholarly pursuit. The flickering candlelight danced across the room, casting restless shadows against the battered stone walls, illuminating her furrowed brow as she hunched over each text, her keen eyes scanning for any fragment of knowledge that might lead her to a cure for the insidious sickness that had begun to ravage her village, like a dark specter claiming the vitality of her community. Days had slowly melted into nights, blending into a relentless cycle of toil, frustration, and despair, and yet, her efforts had yielde
**Morale Hits an All-Time Low**The pack's den, once a vibrant sanctuary echoing with laughter and camaraderie, was now steeped in a suffocating silence that enveloped it like a heavy fog. The very air felt thick with despair, a tangible force that pressed down on the remaining members, who were all too aware of the affliction that had swept through their midst with ruthless efficiency. Sickness had infiltrated their ranks, leaving behind a calamitous trail of anguish and suffering that numbed the hearts of the strong who clung desperately to the vestiges of hope.Caden and Lily tread softly through the dimly lit den, their steps muffled by the bedding of fur that lined the cold ground. The flickering shadows cast by the flames in the far corner revealed the stark reality of their situation—a once-bustling haven for wolves now lay transformed into a somber tableau of weakness and despair. The sick and frail members of their pack lay on makeshift beds, their bodies limp and defeated. H
**The Moon Goddess's Silence**Caden and Lily sat in the heart of the pack’s sacred circle, nestled deep within an ancient forest. Towering trees, their trunks gnarled and thick, loomed like sentinels around them, their leaves swaying gently in the whispering wind. The scent of damp earth mingled with the faint perfume of wildflowers, creating an atmosphere both serene and charged with anticipation. They had come to this hallowed place seeking the guidance of the moon Goddess, desperate to lift the curse that had befallen their pack — a curse that had plunged them into despair and sickness.Elara, their pack's wise seer, had spoken of the moon Goddess's power, claiming that only through her favor could they hope to lift the dark shroud that lingered over them. Yet Elara had offered no clarity on how to appease the divine being. With determination ignited in their hearts, Caden and Lily resolved to take matters into their own hands, imploring the moon Goddess for mercy and healing.As
**The Sickness Deepens**As the cold night unfurled its dark wings, an oppressive silence set in, wrapping itself around the pack like a shroud. The condition of their once-mighty group continued to deteriorate, an unrelenting shadow creeping stealthily among them. The sickness advanced with alarming rapidity, leaving behind a harrowing path strewn with the weakened and incapacitated members of what was once a vigorous clan. The lively howls that once rang through the woods were now replaced by soft whimpers and coughing that echoed in the dimly lit den, a haunting testament to the distress that hung heavily in the air.Caden and Lily moved swiftly among their ailing companions, urgency propelling them forward. Their faces, usually bright with energy, were marked by lines of worry as they tended to those stricken with the mysterious illness. The atmosphere was thick with the scent of medicinal herbs and a mélange of teas brewing over low flames. They worked with steadfast hands, apply