LOGINKael didn’t wait for my answer.
One second he was in front of me, the next his arm was around my waist, pulling me against his chest. My protest died in my throat as the world tilted. “Kael!” Kade’s roar shook the chandeliers. “Try and stop me,” Kael said over his shoulder, not even looking back. The last thing I saw before we hit the doors was Kade’s face - furious, pale, barely holding back his wolf. Then we were outside, and the cold night air hit me like a slap. Kael moved fast. Too fast for a human. He threw me into the passenger seat of a black SUV, slammed the door, and was in the driver’s seat before I could catch my breath. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I hissed, yanking at the door handle. Locked. Of course. “Getting you out of there before my brother does something stupid,” he said calmly, starting the engine. The sound was low, dangerous, just like him. “You kidnapped me!” “No,” he glanced at me, silver eyes gleaming in the dark. “I saved you. There’s a difference.” The SUV tore out of the pack gates before I could argue. Trees blurred past the window. The Red Moon Pack shrank behind us, and with it, my last chance at a normal life. “Why?” I asked finally. My voice sounded smaller than I wanted it to. “Why do you care?” Kael was silent for a long time. When he spoke, his voice was flat. Empty. “Because I was there.” I frowned. “There where?” “The night Kade rejected you.” My blood went cold. --- *[Flashback – One Year Ago, Mating Ceremony]* The sacred circle was lit by silver moonlight. I stood in the center in a white dress, hands shaking, heart pounding so loud I was sure everyone could hear it. Today was supposed to be the best day of my life. Today, Alpha Kade was supposed to accept me as his mate. I’d loved him since we were kids. He was my best friend, my protector, the boy who taught me how to throw a punch when the other pack kids called me “bloodless” for being an Omega. He promised me. _“When I become Alpha, you’ll be my Luna, Aria. I swear it.”_ So when he stepped into the circle, I smiled through my tears. But his face wasn’t happy. It was cold. “Aria Blackwood,” he said, voice loud enough for the entire pack to hear. “Step forward.” I did. Kade looked at me like I was a stranger. Like I disgusted him. “I, Kade Redwood, Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, reject you, Aria Blackwood, as my mate.” The words hit me harder than any punch. My knees buckled. The bond snapped, and it felt like someone had ripped my heart out with bare hands. Pain. So much pain. My wolf howled inside me, begging me to fight it, to beg him to change his mind. But I couldn’t. Because behind Kade stood Kaia – his childhood friend, a pureblood Alpha’s daughter. She was smiling. “I can’t be mated to an Omega,” Kade continued, voice flat. “You’re weak, Aria. You’ll never be strong enough to be Luna. The pack needs an Alpha female.” Laughter rippled through the crowd. Humiliation burned hotter than the rejection pain. I wanted to die. I turned to run, but before I could, strong arms caught me. “Don’t fall, little Luna,” a voice whispered in my ear. Kael. He was crouched beside me in the shadows, silver eyes burning with fury. “Get up,” he said quietly. “Don’t give them the satisfaction.” I looked up at him, confused. Kael hated me. Or at least, that’s what I thought. He helped me to my feet. His grip was firm, grounding. “Let them see you walk out with your head high,” he said. “Because one day, Aria, they’ll regret this.” I nodded, swallowing my tears, and walked out of the circle without looking back. Behind me, I heard Kade’s voice, low and furious. “What the hell do you think you’re doing, Kael?” Kael didn’t answer. He just squeezed my hand once before letting go. That was the last time I saw him for a year. *[Present] “Why were you there?” I asked, my voice shaking. Kael’s jaw tightened. His hands gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles turned white. “Because I knew he was going to do it,” he said. “Kade’s been in love with Kaia since we were fifteen. The rejection was planned. The council forced him to wait until you were eighteen to do it officially.” I stared at him. “Why didn’t you stop him?” “Because if I did, the pack would’ve torn itself apart,” he said bitterly. “Kade was the heir. I was the spare. The violent one. The one they blamed when things went wrong.” “So you just let him break me?” Kael’s eyes flashed silver. His wolf was close to the surface. “No,” he said quietly. “I let him break you so I could be the one to put you back together.” The car went silent except for the sound of the engine. I didn’t know what to say. Anger warred with something else. Something dangerous. “Why now?” I asked. “Why take me now?” Kael glanced at me, and for the first time, I saw vulnerability in his eyes. “Because I heard your father sold your debt to the rogues,” he said. “And I knew if I didn’t get to you first, you’d end up worse than dead.” My stomach dropped. “So you’re my hero now?” I snapped, trying to hide how scared I was. Kael smirked, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “No, Aria. I’m worse than that.” “What does that mean?” He pulled the car to a stop in front of a massive gothic mansion. The gates opened on their own. “It means,” he said, stepping out and opening my door, “that I’m not going to let you go. Not again.” --- We walked into the mansion in silence. It was cold inside. Marble floors, black walls, silver accents. No warmth. No life. It fit him perfectly. Kael stopped in front of a set of double doors and turned to face me. “Listen carefully, Aria,” he said. His voice was low, serious. “Kade won’t let this go. He’ll come for you. And when he does, I need you to remember one thing.” “What?” “You’re not weak,” he said. “And you’re not his anymore.” He stepped closer, close enough that I could feel the heat radiating off him. “You’re mine now. And I don’t share.” My breath caught. “Why are you doing this?” I whispered. Kael’s silver eyes darkened. “Because a year ago, I made a promise to myself.” He leaned down until his lips were a breath away from mine. “If Kade ever threw you away, I’d take you for myself.” My heart stopped. “You’ve been planning this?” “For a year,” he said simply. “Sweetheart, I don’t do anything halfway.” Before I could respond, he pulled back and opened the door behind him. “Get some rest. Tomorrow, we start training you.” “Training me for what?” Kael’s smile was all teeth. “For war, Aria. Because Kade isn’t going to let you go without a fight. And when he comes, I want you strong enough to choose.” “Choose what?” “Choose me,” he said. “Or choose him. But this time, Aria, it’ll be your choice. Not his. Not the moon’s. Yours.” He closed the door behind me, leaving me alone in a room that felt both like a prison and a sanctuary. And for the first time in a year, my wolf didn’t whimper. She growled.The assembly was set for noon. I didn’t sleep the night before. Not because I was scared. Because I knew whatever happened today would decide if Redwood lived or died. Every wolf in Redwood was there. Omegas from the barracks, still in their training leathers. Betas from the patrols, mud on their boots. Gammas from the fields, faces sunburned and tired. Even the elders who’d survived the purge sat in the front row, watching me like I was about to betray them. Sable stood across from us with fifty of her people. Calm. Patient. Like she already knew how this would end. Kade stood beside me on the platform. His hand brushed mine once. Not for comfort. For solidarity. He spoke first. “Redwood is changing,” he said. His voice carried over the courtyard. “It’s stronger than it’s ever been. But it’s not perfect.” Murmurs spread through the crowd. Some angry. Some hopeful. Mostly tired. Then it was my turn. I stepped forward. The wood under my
Peace didn’t look like what I thought it would. I thought peace would feel loud. Like cheers in the courtyard. Like fires burning late into the night. Like wolves finally laughing without looking over their shoulders. It wasn’t. Peace was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that made you check your knife twice and sleep with one eye open. A week after Corin died, the eastern villages stopped reporting in. At first I thought it was weather. The pass had iced over. Messengers couldn’t get through. Then day three passed. Then day four. “No smoke,” Kael said when we climbed the ridge at dawn. He pointed east. “No fires. No movement.” I frowned. “They should be butchering for winter by now.” Kade stood beside me, arms crossed. “We ride at noon.” We took ten wolves. Fast, light, no banners. If this was a trap, I didn’t want half the pack walking into it. The road to the eastern villages was empty. No carts. No footprints. No scent of cooking meat. Just wi
Moonshadow Pack wanted to talk about my father. That meant it was either a trap or a truth I wasn’t ready for. I chose to go anyway. Because if there was even a chance my father didn’t die in that hunter attack, I had to know. Because if it was a trap, I’d walk into it with Kade and Kael at my back and burn it down. We rode south at dawn. Three wolves. No escort. No banners. Just me, Kade, and Kael. Alpha Kaelen met us at the border stones. Tall, silver-haired, with eyes like a storm. Behind him stood twenty wolves, all armed. Not a show of force. A show of seriousness. “Aria,” Kaelen said. “Alpha Kaelen,” I said. “Walk with me.” We walked into the woods. No guards. No backup. Just history and secrets between us. When we were deep enough, Kaelen stopped and pulled out a small wooden box. Old. Carved with Redwood’s sigil. “Your father gave me this the night before he died,” he said. My heart stopped. “What is it?” “Evidence,” he s
Riding alone to meet Roric felt different this time. Last time I was carrying anger. This time I was carrying a journal, a dead packmate’s name, and the weight of knowing exactly what I was fighting for. The border stones were empty when I arrived. No wolves. No ambush. Just Roric standing by the old oak, arms crossed, watching the south road like he expected trouble. “Aria,” he said when I stopped ten feet away. “Roric.” “Walk with me.” We walked into the woods. No guards. No backup. Just two wolves who’d killed enough people to know when to stop talking and start listening. When we were deep enough that neither pack could see us, he stopped and pulled out a map. Not Blackridge’s map. Mine. Redwood’s border map, marked with red X’s in my own handwriting. “You’ve been busy,” he said. I glanced at it. “Vex’s old routes. Rogue drop points. I’ve been closing them.” Roric nodded. “Good. Because they’re not done.” He pointed to a spot on
Riding alone to meet Alpha Roric felt wrong. Every instinct I had screamed to turn back, to bring Kael, to bring Kade, to bring ten wolves and burn Blackridge to the ground just in case. But I didn’t. Because if I wanted Redwood to stop being afraid, I had to stop being afraid first. The border stones came into view at noon. Roric was already there. Alone. No wolves. No weapons visible. He looked different up close. Older than I remembered from the alliance talks. More tired. Like he’d been carrying something heavy for a long time and was ready to put it down. “Aria,” he said when I stopped ten feet away. “Roric,” I said. “Walk with me.” We walked into the woods. No guards. No backup. Just two Alphas’ seconds and a lot of bad history between our packs. When we were deep enough that Redwood couldn’t see us, he stopped. “I owe you the truth,” he said. “You already gave me part of it,” I said. “Not all of it.” He pulled a small leather jour
Blackridge Pack hated Redwood. That was common knowledge. They called us weak. Called Kade a coward. Called me a mistake that should’ve been killed at birth. So when Alpha Roric’s seal showed up on a letter asking for an alliance, I knew it was a trap. The postscript made it worse. ‘Come alone, Aria. We need to talk about your mother.’ My mother died when I was ten. Rogue attack, they said. Body never found. Kael read the letter over my shoulder and swore. “It’s a trap,” he said. “Obviously,” Kade said, pacing the war room. “But we need to know what they know.” I folded the letter and stood up. “Then we go. Together.” Kade stopped pacing. “You’re not going alone, Aria.” “I know,” I said. “That’s why you’re coming.” Kael grinned. “About time we crashed a party.” --- Blackridge territory was two days’ ride south. Rough land. Rougher wolves. We went light. Just me, Kade, and Kael. No escort. If this was a trap, more wolves j
Peace doesn’t last long when you’re a Redwood. It’s been two weeks since the ridge battle. Two weeks of no scouts, no threats, no blood on the rocks. Just us, the half-built wall, and the garden Kael insisted on planting even though it was late in the season. I was happy. For the first ti
A week passed without blood. No scouts. No Redwood colors. No boots in the dirt. Just wind, rain, and the sound of Kael’s hammer hitting wood. We built. Every day we woke before dawn and worked until our hands bled and our backs ached. A wall became a fence. A fence became a gate. The
The ridge was quiet now. Too quiet. Like the world was holding its breath after the storm. Bodies lay scattered across the rocks—Redwood scouts, betas, rogues. Blood stained the stone dark, mixing with dirt and rain from the night before. The smell of iron and smoke clung to the air. I
Pack scouts. From Redwood. The words hit me like ice water. I stared at Kael, heart pounding so hard I was sure he could hear it. “How do you know?” “Smell,” he said, jaw tight. “Two of them. Beta rank. Circling the eastern border for the last hour. They’re looking for something. Or some







