Chapter 12: IMPENDING DOOM

Celine POV

I watched as Lewis and Magnus spoke in hushed tones, their expressions serious. I could sense the tension in the air, the weight of their conversation. Lewis's proposal had sparked a fire in Magnus's eyes, a flame of ambition and determination.

As I observed them, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease. Words like expansion, dominance, and submission echoed in my mind like a warning bell. I knew Magnus's desire for power and strength, but at what cost?

I glanced around the room, noticing the way the other pack members watched Lewis with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Ryan's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched, as if he didn't trust Lewis's intentions. I was equally doubtful as he was.

What did Lewis really want? What drove him to propose such a risky plan? I had heard he was a charming, persuasive member of our pack, but I also heard about his cunning and ambition.

As the night wore on, the discussion grew more heated. Magnus's enthusiasm clashed with Ryan's caution, while Lewis remained steadfast, his eyes gleaming with conviction.

I remained silent, observing, weighing my own thoughts. I knew my place as Luna, my duty to support Magnus, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that we were walking into a trap, a trap set by Lewis's silver tongue and Magnus's blind ambition.

The night ended with no resolution, only a promise to continue the discussion in the days to come. As I lay in bed beside Magnus, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for our pack and whether we were ready for the consequences of our actions.

While my mind was still reeling from the discussion, I suddenly had a strange sensation. I found myself standing in the middle of our territory, but it was unlike anything I had ever seen before. The land was scorched and barren, the trees charred and smouldering. The air was thick with the smell of smoke and death, and I could hear the distant sound of wailing and screams.

As I looked around, I saw the lifeless bodies of my pack members, their eyes frozen in a permanent stare. I saw Ryan, his chest torn open, his armour matted with blood and his eyes fixed in a permanent scream. As I struggled to move, I saw a figure in the distance. It was Magnus, his eyes fixed on me, his face twisted in a mixture of pain and fear. I tried to reach out to him, but he was too far away.

And then, I saw it. A sword, plunged deep into his chest, all covered in blood. I saw a blurry figure, tall and imposing, standing behind him. I tried to see its face, but it was shrouded in shadows.

I tried to scream, but my voice was frozen in my throat. I struggled to run, but my legs wouldn't move. I was trapped, unable to do anything but watch as Magnus fell to the ground, his eyes fixed on me, his life slipping away.

As I watched, the scene faded away, and I was left alone in the darkness, my heart pounding, my sheets drenched with sweat.

I knew then that I had to do everything in my power to prevent this vision from becoming a reality. I had to convince Magnus to abandon his plans, to find a different way to lead our pack. I had to make him see the danger that lay ahead, the destruction that would be wrought if he continued down this path.

But as I lay in bed, my heart still racing, I knew that it wouldn't be easy. Magnus was stubborn, and he had a vision for our pack that he was determined to see through. I would have to be persuasive, to use all of my skills and cunning to convince him to change his mind.

The next morning, I woke up with a heavy heart. I couldn't shake off the nightmare or the fear that it was a glimpse of the future. Magnus was already up, preparing for another day of meetings and discussions. I watched him, his movements purposeful, his face set in a determined expression.

"Magnus, we need to talk," I said, trying to keep my voice steady.

He turned to me, his eyes softening for a moment before hardening again. "Not now, Celine. We have a lot to discuss with the pack."

"It's important," I insisted, stepping closer to him. "I had a dream but it felt more like a vision last night, a terrible one. We can't ignore it."

Magnus sighed, running a hand through his hair. " What is it my dear?” “It's about Lewis's proposal, Alpha, I understand you will for power but this would only bring you down. In my vision I saw chaos and death lurking Celine, we've been over this. We need to be strong. We need to expand."

"I understand that, but we need to be careful. Lewis's plan is too risky. I saw our pack destroyed, our members dead. We can't let that happen."

He looked at me, his expression torn between frustration and concern. "Celine, visions are just that - visions. They don't always come true."

"But they can be warnings," I argued. "We have to take them seriously."

Magnus shook his head. "I can't back down now. The pack needs to see that we are strong, that we are willing to fight for our place."

I felt a pang of fear and frustration. "Magnus, strength isn't just about fighting. It's about making the right choices, protecting our pack."

He stared at me for a long moment, then turned away. "I have to go. We'll talk about this later."

As he left, I felt a sense of dread settle over me. I knew convincing him wouldn't be easy, but I couldn't give up. I had to protect our pack, even if it meant standing up to the Alpha.

Over the next few days, I watched as the discussions continued. Lewis's influence seemed to grow stronger, his words weaving a web of ambition and promise. Alpha Magnus listened intently, his eyes gleaming with the prospect of power.

I knew I had to act before it was too late. One evening, as the pack gathered for another meeting, I took a deep breath and stood up.

"Everyone, I need to say something," I announced, my voice steady.

All eyes turned to me, including the Alpha. He looked surprised but didn't interrupt.

"I know many of you are excited about the plans Lewis has proposed. But we need to think carefully about the consequences. I've had a dream more like a vision, a terrible one. I saw our pack destroyed, our loved ones dead. We can't let that happen."

There was a murmur of concern among the pack members. Ryan stepped forward, his expression serious. "Celine, what exactly did you see?"

I described the vision in detail, my voice trembling slightly as I recounted the horrors I had witnessed. "We can't afford to be reckless. We need to find a safer way to ensure our pack's future."

Lewis stepped forward, his eyes narrowing. "With all due respect, Luna, visions can be misleading. We can't let fear hold us back."

"I'm not saying we should do nothing," I replied firmly. "But we need to be smart about it. We can't let ambition blind us to the dangers."

Magnus looked torn, his eyes flicking between me and Lewis. "Celine, I understand your concerns, but we need to be strong."

"Being strong doesn't mean being reckless," I said, holding his gaze. "It means protecting our pack, making wise choices."

There was a long silence, the tension in the room palpable. Finally, he nodded slowly. "We'll take some time to reconsider our options. We need to make sure we're making the right decision for everyone."

I felt a surge of relief and hope. It was a small victory, but it was a start. As the meeting ended, I knew the battle was far from over, but I was determined to do everything in my power to protect our pack and ensure a safe future for all of us.