Olivias povMy eyes flew open at his words, bracing myself for the fight ahead. The triplet alphas—Cole, Casper, and Carlson—moved together like a well-oiled machine, and each step synced as if they could read each other's minds. Their confidence filled the clearing, a thick air meant to scare me. But I held my ground, ignoring their attempt to intimidate me.Cole was the first to attack, springing forward with deadly speed. His movements were quick and sharp, but my instincts took over, guiding me to sidestep him just in time. He stumbled slightly, thrown off balance. Seizing my chance, I spun around and delivered a powerful kick to his chest, knocking him to the ground. The crowd gasped, surprise evident in their murmurs. But I knew there wasn’t any time to celebrate.Next was Casper, the second brother, who came at me with no hesitation. He was more strategic, watching me closely to figure out my next move. Arua and I worked as one, dodging his attempts to catch me. We moved togeth
Alexander's POVI stood at the edge of the clearing, watching Olivia face the triplet alphas with a pounding heart. As the leader of my own pack and a powerful alpha king, I was used to battles and challenges, yet this was different. The mark on my hand shimmered with energy, reacting to every swing, jab, and dodge she made. Its glow intensified, mirroring the struggle unfolding before us. Lidia and Victor stood close by, both equally tense as they watched their sister and ally in the arena.Olivia was a sight to behold. Her confidence radiated, a living testament to the spirit wolf within her. Cole, Casper, and Carlson lunged at her in unison, each movement executed with ruthless precision. I clenched my fists by my sides, forcing myself to remain still though every instinct screamed at me to leap into the fray and protect her. I reminded myself that she could handle this—that she had to for her sake and for everyone who questioned her strength.The atmosphere was electric with antic
Olivia's POVThe elder began to speak, his voice clear in the silent clearing, "As wolves, we value that of our word." His words hung in the air, a truth that resonated deeply within the souls of everyone present. His gaze swept over the crowd, finally landing on me with an expression that blended respect with approval.I pulled away from Alexander’s comforting hold and turned toward the triplet alphas—Cole, Casper, and Carlson—who stood before me. It was a moment fraught with expectation, the kind that could shift the balance within our world. As I locked eyes with each of them, there was a pause, a heartbeat of hesitance as they exchanged a look between themselves. Then, in perfect unison, they dropped to their knees, their heads bowed."We, the alphas of the Three Moon Pack, follow Olivia," Cole began, his voice steady, the pride in it replaced by a solemn vow. "May she, as the Spirit Wolf, guide us," continued Casper, the sincerity in his voice echoing in the quiet clearing. Carls
Olivia's POVThe evening was alive with chatter, laughter, and the sounds of music drifting through the air. It felt like the world had transformed in a single moment, from questioning my strength to celebrating it. A new banquet was held in my honour, bustling with wolves from all packs. They celebrated the victory with an air of camaraderie that was almost palpable. I found myself at the centre, a beacon amidst the joyous throng. My heart swelled with each cheer and smile directed my way.Everywhere I turned, I caught glimpses of admiration. Wolves from neighbouring packs were eager to affirm their support. Despite lingering doubts, they were here, together, united by the thrill of change. I attempted to absorb it all, imprinting every detail into my memory for whatever challenges lay ahead.A small group surrounded me, asking questions I couldn't answer there were still so many things that I didn't understand about being the spirit wolf, and maybe I would never understand. Everyone
Olivias povMy heart pounded in my chest. I couldn't let the fear overtake me, not now, but before I could try and calm my pounding heart, a stark voice pierced through the tension, commanding attention. Elder Marcus, respected and revered, spoke above the murmurs with an authority that silenced even the most restless spirits. "Remain calm," he announced, his voice rolling like thunder amidst the crowd. "There is no cause for panic. Everyone should return to the safety of their rooms until we ascertain the meaning of this omen."The crowd exchanged uncertain glances, their hesitation hanging in the air like a static charge. My instincts screamed that this was the beginning; the dark creatures were coming.People began to rush from the room, fear clearly written all over their faces. Stepping away from Alexander's side, I pushed through the crowd, heading towards the elders. “Elder Marcus,” I called after him as he began to hurry away. He paused, turning to look at me. Fear covered eve
Olivia's POVRest was elusive that night. Each time I closed my eyes, the crimson glow of the red moon seemed to dance on my eyelids, urging them open once more. My thoughts were a furious whirlwind, every whisper of imagination pulling me down paths dark and unknown. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake the feelings of dread that sat like a stone in my stomach.Wrapped in blankets, I sat by the window, a silent sentinel watching as the moon painted the world in shades of blood and mystery. The beauty of it was undeniable, yet there was an undeniable weight to its presence—a sense that the very air crackled with anticipation.The twins, Sarah and Liam, slept soundly in the bed next to Alexander, unaware of the change in the air or the looming threat. Their soft, rhythmic breathing had often been my lullaby. Tonight, however, it was a stark contrast to my restless state—a reminder of what I stood to protect. The image of them at peace gave me fleeting comfort but also a renewed
Alexander's POVThe room erupted in chaos as the wooden doors slammed against the walls, echoing the inner turmoil each of us felt. Instinctively, I moved in front of Olivia, a rush of adrenaline surging through me, my senses heightened. The elders and alphas spun towards the source, eyes widening as fear and confusion crossed their features.A soldier staggered through the opening, his uniform tattered, face pale with exhaustion and panic. “The southern border,” he gasped, struggling to catch his breath. “The wolf packs—they were attacked. Heavy casualties.”His words hung in the air like a dark cloud, suffocating the room with the weight of their implication. The silence shattered into a cacophony of shouting and frantic whispers. Pack leaders began to argue, pointing fingers, voices rising in agitation and despair. Elder Marcus raised his arms, but his attempts at order drowned beneath the tide of voices.I glanced at Olivia, standing steadfast despite the storm brewing around us.
Olivia's POVThe room had settled into an uneasy calm, the echoes of urgency still pulsing beneath the surface. As I stood at the centre, the red moon's hue lingering in my memory, I felt the weight of their eyes on me. These werewolves—mighty alphas who had once doubted my power—now looked to me for guidance. It wasn’t just strength they sought. It was hope.I took a deep breath, feeling Alexander's warm presence at my back, supportive and unyielding. “We don't have the luxury of time,” I said, my voice steady. “We need to return to our kingdoms and prepare for what is to come. But know this—we won’t face it alone. I will go to the worst-hit area, but I can’t do this without you. Each one of you is vital.”Around me, heads nodded, understanding etched into their eyes. The alphas, including Victor, nodded in agreement, a unified front forming in response to the threat hanging over us. This was no longer just about power or politics; it was about survival.Cole stepped forward, his exp