Chapter 15
Chapter 15
Leverge from the vault coughing and covered in sout, the serell still clutched tightly in my hand. My lungs hurn with every breath, but reled foods me as I realize I’m alive.
The fire is contained to the vault, but the damage is done. The archive–the legacy of my ancestors–is gone,
Someone wanted this erased. Son
Someone knew what I would find.
tance down at the scroll, the edges shiged but the text intact. It’s the only piece of the puzzle I have left.
Rabran’s words echo is my mind.
They’re playing you
A chill runs down my spine, colder than any winter wind. If Rowan is Inmorent, then I’ve been a pawn in someone else’s game–a game that’s just begun
I return to Rowan’s cell, the scroll hidden beneath my coat. His gaze snaps to me as I enter, his expression a mix of anger and desperation.
“Lucian,” he starts, but I cut him off.
“Whoever betrayed me,” I say, my voice low and deadly, “set fire to the family vault. They knew what I would find.”
Rowan’s eyes widen, his lips parting in shock “The vault? What did you”
“I found enough.” I step closer, gripping the bars between us. “You said this was bigger than you and I. You’re going to tell me everything, Rowan. Right now ”
He hesitates, his jaw tightening. Then, slowly, he nods,
“T’ll tell you,” he says, his voice steady. “But you need to understand–this isn’t just about the park. It’s about war, Lucian. And you’ve been walking straight into it.”
For the first time, I feel the full weight of the storm bearing down on us. If Rowan’s right, then the fire was just the beginning.
And the mysterious woman’s destiny might be the spark that sets the world ablaze.
“My father, before he died, told me of a secret our families have kept for centuries. This secret is passed down from father to son when the son reaches the age of 18 at our first turning. Your father died before you were 18, so I am not surprised you have no idea what I am about to tell y
you
Rowan says
“Your bloodline is destined to protect a woman, born with the powers of the Goddess. My father told me he heard the rumours that she was born. years ago under a blood moon. And her pack was attacked by the Black Moon Alpha, who sought her for his evil purposes. Her pack vanished right
after that and no one knows what became of them.”
I am confused at what I am hearing. What’s Rowan talking about?
“Torus, Lorian! Don’t you get it? There was a scheme to destroy your bloodline and hers. The Black Moon Pack attacked both packs and almist succeeded the first time. Now they have resurfaced. What does that mean?
The realisation hit me hard.
“It means the prophecy is still potent. The woman must still be alive and I am the only one from my bloodline, Shit, Rowan! We’ve been in the dark all this time.”
“Eacity! Just as you’ve been destined to protect her, so am I destined to protect you. All this time, I’ve been trying to find out about the Shadow Forest Pack, which is why I have been disappearing without notice.” Rowan says
“We need to find her. She is the key to all the pieces, Rowan. But first, you have to do me a favour and you’re not gonna like it.
“I wars, you to maintain the status quo. Remain imprisoned and let everyone think you are the spy. That way, we might be able to fish out the actual
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Kas scorched away my doubts. If Rowan in guity.
teme.
Toute serious about thi?” he asks his vore low and “You want me to stay forked up white you play hero
Hailer, gripping the cold bars. If we’re going to root out the traitor, we need to keep them thinking I still unpert you. The moment they
I meet radient them they’ll vorth–wes
(pretty sure that is connected to the assassination attempt which almost killed Lyanna. And I will need to find
tvia in the mader of all this the is out there and I cant protect her Ineed to find her, Rowan
dywan shakes his heat, a bittey laugh raping him. “Yourze gamlding with everything, Larian. The park. Your leadership Hell, your life.
“And you’re still kemathing because I trust you,” I snap. “Don’t make me regret it.”
Finally, Rowan nods. “Tine. But you’d better move fast. Whoever behind this isn’t just covering their tracks–they’re escalating.”
I
Turn to leave, the tension in the air crackling like a live wire. Before I step out, Rowan’s voice stops me
“Lucian,” he says, his tone softer now. “Be careful who you trust. You might not like what you find.”
The Pack Hall feels culder than usual, the light casting flickering shadows on the stone wall. My uncle Eleazar stands by the rahle, his imposing frame radiating the quiet authority that has kept our family together through countless storms. His silver hair gleams in the firelight, a stark contrast to the sharp, calculating eyes that miss nothing.
“You’re playing a dangerous game, nephew,” he says without preamble, his voice as steady as a mountain.
I toss the singed scroll onto the table between us. “I don’t have a choice. Someone in the pack is feeding our enemies information, and they tried to bury this along with everything else in the vault.”
Eleazar parks up the scroll, his brows furrowing as he reads. When he looks up, his expression is grim. The Crescent Stone. I thought it was a myth.”
“I never even heard of it,” I admir. “But the Black Moon Pack doesn’t attack without a reason. If this artifact is tied to the mysterious woman, then they knowbomething we don’t.”
1 pluse, meeting his gaze. “I need you, lestar. I need someone I can trust to help me uncover who’s behind this. You are my mother’s only brother add my only living relation.”
Eleazar studies me for a long moment, his expression unreadable. Finally, he nods. “T’ll do what I can. But be warned, Lucian–when the pack finds out you’ve kept this from them, they won’t forgive you easily.“
“I’ll worry about that when the time comes,” I say, though his words send a ripple of unease through me.
The attack comes without warning.
The right is still and silent, the forest surrounding our stronghold bathed in pale moonlight. I’m in the middle of a strategy session with Eleazar when the first bowl pierces the air. It’s not one of ours.
*Black Moon,” Eleazar growls, already moving toward the door.
I’m right behind him, my heart pounding as the howl is joined by dozens more, a cacophony of war cries that sends a chill down my spine.
By the time we reach the main courtyard, chaos has erupted. Wolves clash in a blur of teeth and claws, the scent of blood thick in the air. My warriors are fighting valiantly, but the Black Moon Pack came prepared. Their numbers are overwhelming, and their ferocity is unmatched.
“Rally the packTM 1 shout, shifting into my wolf form. The transformation is instant, my senses sharpening as my claws dig into the earth. I launch myrlf into the fray, tearing into the first enemy wolf that crosses my path.
For a while, it feels like we’re holding our own. Eleazar fights like a demon, but the tide begins to turn as more Black Moon wolves pour into the stronghold, their sheer numbers threatening to drown
I spot a group of our younger fighters being cornered near the gates: Snarling, I charge toward them, ripping through the enemy line to give my
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Talk to the inner mirtyard Thellow, my wire carrying over the chaos. “Regroup
park obeys, but the retreat feels more like a pout. By the time we reach the inner enertyard, our numbers have dwindled, and the Black Moul
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ithe dust finally settles, the stronghold is in ruins. Bodies lifter the ground, the once proud banners of our pack torn and bloodstained. My warriors stand battered and exhausted, their eyes filled with a mix of grief and anger.
Temps toward me, his wolf form shifting back into his human one. He’s bleeding from a deep gath on his shoulder, but he ignores it. “We lost to many tonight,” he says grimly
wight of our losses pressing down on me like a leaden shroud. “We need to regroup. Fortify the defenses. They’ll be back.”
but as I speak Fran feel the eyes of my pack on me. Their gazes are heavy with doubt, their trust in me shaken to its core.
“Upha,” a voice calls out, sharp and cutting. I turn to see Uric, one of my Councilmen stepping forward. His face is a mask of fury.
“You promised us safety,” he says, his voice ring. “You promised us strength. But tonight, you failed us. How are we supposed to follow a leader who
The words het harder than any blow. I straighten, meeting his gaze with all the authority I can muster. But I promise you this–we will rebuild, and we will strike back”
“We were outnumbered and caught off guard
“Promises don’t bring back the dead, Ulric snaps. Murmurs of agreement ripple through the crowd, the air thick with tension.
Erreps forward, his voice cutting through the unrest like a blade. “Enough. We’re all grieving, but now is not the time to question your Alpha. We need unity, nor division.”
For a moment, the pack falls silent, the weight of Eleazar’s words sinking in. But I can feel the fractures forming, the cracks in the foundation of my leadership
As the pack disperses to tend to the wounded and bury the dead. I retreat to my quarters, the singed scroll burning a hole in my thoughts.
wah’s warning echoes in my mind.
“Be careful who you trist.”
The truth is out there, hidden behind Layers of deception n and betrayal. But with my pack questioning my leadership and the enemy closing in, I’m running out of time to find it
And if I fail, everything I’ve built–everything I’ve fought for–will crumble.
Chapter 16
Chapter 16
