After the man and Ayla left, the battle became uneven. Berg, Cora, and the pack were pushed back. The reason was that so many unfamiliar wolves suddenly appeared and attacked them.Berg jumped back. He assessed the situation of the fight and felt confused by the presence of the unknown wolves, pressured by the urgency of the situation. He could not let the pack fall victim to this unequal fight.Similar thoughts crossed Cora's mind. They exchanged glances and finally Cora let out a long howl. As the third leader of the pack, she made a decision. She ordered the pack to withdraw from the battle. She also ordered Berg and his team to form a tight barricade. Her priority now was to save the pack.When Mireya heard Cora's howl, she jumped into action. She left Usher behind as he lay unconscious on the ground. She shouted angrily, "Capture all the rebels! Capture Berg and Cora for daring to defy the Alpha's orders! Capture them all!"Cora, Berg, and the guards fought desperately against Mi
Awareness startled Usher. His eyes opened instantly. He gasped for breath and sweat poured down his body, drenching him. At that moment, he felt trapped between the world of dreams and reality, separated by a thin line, real or not. Usher tried to calm himself. In the dim light of the room and the silence surrounding him, he tried to gather his scattered thoughts. The intense nightmare that had hit him had left an unforgettable mark on his mind. It almost convinced him that it was real. "It can't be," Usher thought as he tried to calm his racing heart. He dismissed all the frightening and painful images that had filled his mind during his sleep. It was only a dream, not reality. Garth is fine, he isn't dead. And Mama, she is too. A strange coldness began to envelop Usher's entire body. Its presence coincided with memories of all the events that had taken place during the day. He had presided over a High Court with Garth as the defendant, and then everything had happened exactly as i
Mireya had to admit that the situation was getting out of her control. She felt frustrated, but her mind was still clear enough not to take any unnecessary risks. The possibility of Cora, Berg, and Storm gathering strength to attack the Frostholm Pack's palace caused her to brainstorm quickly, trying to take preemptive measures as soon as possible.After much deliberation, Mireya realized that the only logical step she could take was to launch an attack on the Frostholm Pack in the near future. She had to use the momentum of the ongoing chaos. Especially since she realized that Usher was incapacitated and there was literally no leader of the Frostholm Pack in The Palace. Garth was dead, and Cora had fled. So, it could be said that the Frostholm Pack was truly vulnerable at the moment.Mireya's wandering thoughts came to a halt. A mischievous smile appeared on her face. Maybe the situation was not completely out of her control. Even if her plans for the day had not gone perfectly, ther
The growing sense of unease accompanied Mireya on her journey to her private residence. All the way her mind was filled with confusion and questions. She could not stop thinking about the strange things that were happening with Usher, and she was not sure if it was an effect of the tea she always gave him. At least Usher was less submissive to her than usual. Instead, he seemed intent on attacking her.It was not just that the vase almost hit her head; Mireya also experienced another attack from Usher. When she was caught off guard earlier, Usher suddenly grabbed her by the throat. She could not breathe, and fortunately Greisy was quick to intervene.Greisy immediately called some guards who happened to be on duty outside Usher's room. They quickly restrained Usher, and Mireya ordered them to tie Usher to the bed.It was a truly unexpected incident. Just remembering it made her shudder. Usher's look when he looked at her was a promise of death.Mireya closed her eyes for a moment and
The commotion in Usher's room continued into the night. Greisy, who had been assigned by Mireya to watch over Usher, finally decided not to bother. She just made sure that Usher didn't leave the room and that no one entered it. She didn't care what Usher did in the room. She even let him rage and hurt himself if he wanted to."Don't open the door. Whatever happens, no matter how loud it gets in Alpha's room, you don't need to do anything. Just leave it alone," Greisy said, looking at the two guards standing in front of Usher's room. "Do you understand?"Both guards nodded simultaneously and replied in unison, "We understand.""Good, and don't forget to contact me immediately if anything happens."After that, Greisy left. She walked down the long corridor, the muffled sounds of Usher fading in her ears. At that moment she mocked Alpha in her heart. Truly, he was pathetic. He was nothing compared to Alpha Torin. It was only fitting that the Nimbria pack took over everything here.It was
Returning to the Frostholm Pack Palace at two in the morning, Mireya immediately summoned Greisy. After briefly inquiring about Phillip's condition, she shifted her focus to Usher."How is he? Is he still raving?" Mireya asked.Greisy replied politely, "Alpha Usher was still in a rage after you left, but the room calmed down shortly thereafter. He's no longer raging.""Good," Mireya said with a short sigh. Then she chuckled before handing Greisy something from her bag. "This is a new calming tea. Give it to Usher if he starts to rage again."Greisy took the tea. "Yes, madam.""Ah, one more thing," Mireya almost missed something important. This one thing couldn't be overlooked because it had to do with the preparations for the attack of the Nimbria Pack. "Soon we will attack the Frostholm Pack."Greisy's eyes widened. "Is that true, madam?"Mireya smiled. "Of course. Why? Are you tired of being here?""Very much so, madam. I can't stand living here, in the pathetic shadow of the Frosth
An unexpected sight greeted Mireya as the body of a guard floated in the air and then landed pitifully in front of her. The guard struggled briefly before falling silent, blood flowing from his open mouth, indicating a painful demise.Mireya clenched her mouth tightly. At the same time, Greisy's voice could be heard speaking to her."It seems that Alpha Usher has really gone crazy this time, Madam. What are we going to do now, madam?"Mireya could not answer the question. Honestly, she had no contingency plan. She had thought that everything would return to normal after Usher had drunk the willow tea, but obviously not.Both of Mireya's hands clenched. Her emotions flared uncontrollably, unable to be contained. It had been an exhausting day and now Usher was disturbing her sleep.Mireya continued walking. She walked fast and hurriedly. But soon her steps stopped again. This time it wasn't because another guard's body had landed in front of her, but because Usher was standing not far f
Usher sneered as Mireya ran towards him. He faced Mireya's attack with ease, dodging and then delivering a powerful kick to her stomach.Mireya staggered and once again landed on the ground in a pitiful state. But she got up again. She reminded herself that she had to buy time until Torin arrived.On the other hand, Usher showed no mercy to Mireya. He continued to attack her without any remorse. As a result, Mireya found herself more and more cornered and overwhelmed.Mireya's breathing was slightly labored as she tried to gather her strength. Her body shook slightly, but this time she was not afraid at all. Her fear seemed to vanish when Usher belittled her. Although she knew that Usher was no match for her and that she would likely become Usher's prey, her pride was hurt by Usher's words. She vowed in her heart that she would tear Usher's mouth apart until it was unrecognizable. She made sure that Usher would never speak again.Mireya ran, screaming loudly. Then she jumped, and when
Vione couldn't answer Jemma's words. Her heart was truly touched and she fell silent, only able to look at Usher, knowing that everything Jemma had said was the undeniable truth. Pregnancy was always a happy announcement. But Vione's pregnancy was more than joy; it was a blessing. For Usher, Jemma, Rowena and the Frostholm Pack, Vione's pregnancy was the greatest gift the Moon Goddess had given them. So, it was no surprise that when the palace announced Vione's pregnancy, the entire pack rejoiced and celebrated everywhere. Without exception, the news spread to the farthest corners of the Frostholm Pack territory. Smiles and beaming eyes adorned the faces of every member of the pack. They continued to give thanks for all the good things that had happened to the pack—from their victory in the war to Vione's pregnancy—and they didn't forget to pray for Vione's wellbeing. Ayla, the Sacred Elder, made hasty preparations. She arranged for a blessing ceremony for Vione's pregnancy to be h
There was a bright, blinding light. It seemed to be the morning sun, its warmth soothing her soul. Vione wasn't alone. Next to her was Usher, always holding her hand. They were talking, laughing, when suddenly a scene made her eyes widen. "Sylvia, come back! Don't go too far! Oh, God! Silas, can you go after her?"Usher pulled Vione into his arms. "Don't worry, she won't get lost. They're smart kids." "Usher," Vione groaned, pressing her lips together and raising her hand to point. "That's too—" Vione frowned. Something was holding her hand. Something was stroking the back of her hand, squeezing her fingers. "U-Usher." "Vione? Are you awake?" Usher's voice echoed in her head, like the buzzing of a thousand bees, driving that beautiful memory from her mind. It made her slightly dizzy and she moaned softly. "Vione? Can you hear my voice?" Vione frowned and slowly opened her eyes. She saw Usher's face, filled with immeasurable relief. "Usher." "Oh, thank God," Usher whispered, k
The meeting was only ten minutes old—it had only just started—and the first presentation had only just been given, but Usher's concentration was already disturbed. He couldn't concentrate on the data being presented. His mind kept wandering back to Vione. He had tried to ignore it, but suddenly his heart was pounding with an unfamiliar rhythm.Usher held his breath. Vione. Had something happened to her?At the same time, Usher saw Garth reach into the inside pocket of his suit. He watched as Garth stepped out of the meeting to take a phone call and for some reason Usher was certain that the call had something to do with Vione.Usher's intuition was right. Immediately after the call, Garth approached him and whispered in his ear."Alpha, Cora just reported that Luna fainted at a banquet—"Usher immediately got up from his seat. He left and Garth quickly said, "The meeting will be postponed."Then Garth hurried after Usher. They left the office five minutes later, Garth driving as fast
Two days later Rowena was ready. With her was Cora, whom Usher had specially assigned to accompany her on her journey.Rowena cupped Vione's cheeks. "Don't worry, Vione. We'll see each other often. Besides, it's the only way I can make up for leaving you as a baby.""No, Mama." Vione held Rowena's hands. "You did it so I could live with other werewolves. I understand that."Still, Rowena's guilt remained. So, she promised to make up for it with happiness and togetherness in the future."I hope you take good care of yourself, Mama," Vione said, calming her heart. Then she took off the moon necklace she was wearing. She put the moon necklace into Rowena's hand. "Let me know if anything happens."Rowena nodded. "Of course."Vione and Usher watched Rowena leave, certain that this wasn't goodbye. In truth, they were just living apart. They would keep in touch. They would still meet and visit. So, everything would be fine. There was nothing to worry about.That was what Rowena believed too.
Vione's hope was the promise she had made to Ivan. After so much suffering and sacrifice, there was only one thing she wanted most: to live a peaceful life surrounded by those she loved—Usher, Jemma and Rowena.They were owed many happy days because of the tragedies that had unfolded over the years, along with the war. Now Vione simply wanted to repay that debt by enjoying their time together, especially with Rowena.For countless days, Vione had longed for the loving touch of her biological parents. Despite the fact that her life with Addy and Hilary had been happy and full of love, she could not deny that deep down there was a part of her that longed for the warmth and love of her real parents. And when she learned that Ivan was long gone, all her hopes were placed in Rowena.Vione wanted to experience the affection she had only imagined. She wanted to spend endless days with Rowena in the palace. But it seemed that Rowena had other thoughts than her own."W-what do you mean, Ma?" V
Silence. Ivan and Rowena both stood still, staring at Vione without blinking."I'm meeting Usher, Dad," Vione said again. She pouted as she continued, "We've been dating since the night of the Coming-of-Age Ceremony." Her face flushed, obviously embarrassed. "When we were celebrating at the palace, and that's when we..."Vione didn't finish her sentence, but both Ivan and Rowena understood. They could guess what had happened that night. But one thing was still unclear to them.Ivan cleared his throat. He rubbed his chin, looking puzzled. "Usher?" he asked. "Which Usher are you talking about?""Papa," Vione groaned, feeling even more helpless. She was completely embarrassed. "There's only one Usher I know, the one you both know, Usher Thorne."Ivan's mouth opened, but no words came out. He seemed genuinely shocked and needed a little more time to fully process the name Usher Thorne.Ivan stared at Vione. "Usher Thorne?"The doorbell rang at the same moment. Vione's eyes widened. She lo
A month had passed since the war against the Nimbria Pack, and now normal days were once again colouring the Frostholm territory. Everyone carried on with their activities as before, full of energy and joy. The children played and went to school without a trace of fear, while the adults worked diligently, occasionally breaking into light chatter and laughter.There were no worries. Fear and anxiety about the future had vanished, replaced by happy, vibrant faces. They knew that the danger that had loomed over them for years had been overcome.On the other hand, the peace that now surrounded the Frostholm Pack did not lull Usher into complacency. He refused to become arrogant. Instead, the tragedy that had befallen the Nimbria Pack had taught him many lessons. He would not be careless and would make sure that this would never happen again.As a basis for preventive measures, Berg continued to increase security throughout the territory. Inspections of outsiders became more thorough and r
A heavy silence had fallen over the Frostholm territory since the night before. The area was truly desolate, with no sign of the Frostholm pack except for Berg and the guards stationed everywhere to protect the borders and the palace. The rest of the pack had evacuated to Amerotha Forest, hiding under the protection of Rowena's magic.The tension was palpable. The members of the pack seemed restless, their minds filled with fear, even though their safety was guaranteed within the forest. They knew that this security did not extend to those fighting in the war; there was no guarantee of safety for them.No one could close their eyes. They couldn't even stay in their tents. Instead, they chose to gather together and pray without ceasing.Hope poured from the depths of their hearts. Every prayer was accompanied by sincerity, and many shed tears. Their sorrow ran deep, and the Amerotha Forest could feel it.A blue-golden light slowly emerged, flowing from the ground and spreading everywhe
One thing Usher would remember for the rest of his life was that war never brought anything good. On the contrary, only bad things came out of war—death, pain, loss, suffering. For this reason, he would do everything in his power to ensure that there would be no more wars in the future—at least not in his lifetime—even if it meant making extreme choices.Usher hated war and he hated killing, but this time he put those feelings aside to ensure the safety of the Frostholm Pack. He had learned from experience that Kendrick's compassion could never touch the humanity of the Nimbria Pack. In truth, greed had blinded the Nimbria Pack, causing them to ignore the opportunity presented by the Frostholm Pack. Worse still, the Nimbria Pack saw Kendrick's decision as a sign of weakness, leading them to attack again whenever they had the chance.So, this time, Usher abandoned all compassion and humanity. The Nimbria Pack didn't deserve it. Instead, he would make sure that the Nimbria Pack felt all