บททั้งหมดของ Rising of a feeble mate: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

{Casper’s Pov}The smoke was everywhere. It didn’t rise from a single spot — it swallowed the whole sky, blurring buildings, suffocating everything one way or the other. My lungs burned, and my vision blurred, but I kept going. The scream… it hadn’t stopped echoing in my ears. My mother’s voice — high, raw, and everywhere.Yet I couldn’t pinpoint any direction. Even Ophelia looked at me wrong when I screamed for Mom. Mom, am I being delusional? NOI know what I heard.The pack settlement looked like a scene straight out of hell. Fire and brimstone consumed everything as I hurdled over a shattered food cart, the scent of charred meat sickening, even more than the stench of burnt fabric and blood.Someone coughed near a nearly collapsed tent, their hand barely poking out from under rubble. “This didn’t happen due to the flames…” I said, assessing the destruction. “There was a fight.”I dropped to my knees, heart drumming against my ribs, and hauled the debris off. A man I didn’t recogni

{Casper’s Pov}‘I need to get some air.’ I thought to myself. There was no point doubting Jade now.Plus, I had other things to worry about. The fact mom was kidnapped still haunted me dearly. Am I sure she survived? It’s not like Osiris knows she has a son… Me.There was no reason to think he kept her alive. Especially if Alpha Aurelius had sent the order. Maybe he did when she was taken but after this much time? No…. I can’t be so pessimistic.“Mom… If you’re alive, if you’re out there. Give me a sign… Please, I need you to be alright." I said as I listened to the wind howl, cold and disinterested. Hoping, and praying I would get something. Anything… And somewhere, in my darkest place, I thought to myself, maybe that was the sign.I don’t give up on her though, I simply can’t until I see her again, even if all I come across is a corpse. I need to be sure.I turned and headed back to the others. Just then, my wolf stirred. I heard a howl resonate through me. It was her… She’s safe.

{Casper’s Pov}We exited the stone tent with fear and trembling. Dreading the fact that one wrong move could alert that monster.Mom leaned heavily on me, her breath shallow but steady, her steps slow. I had one arm around her waist, the other showing my extended claws. We had to be alert. The scent of the camp’s carnage clung to us both — smoke, blood, and that metallic scent from the shackles.We didn't make it far before a whistle split the air.And I froze, staring in the distance as the second flare arced into the sky, pulsing blue.“They're safe,” I said to Mom.That was the second signal we prepared. The others had made it out — decoy and infiltration teams both.My heart thumped with relief, the plan had been an absolute success. Save for that one inconvenience. I felt ease wash over me.Until it stopped… Because the night didn’t stay still.I got a whiff of its scent before it appeared before us. A shape stepped into the open clearing ahead of us, framed by the torchlit bor

{Casper's Pov}Osiris's howl tore through the night, raw, and guttural in ways that vibrated in my bones. Panic lanced through the haze of pain and battle-fury."Reinforcements."The word screamed in my head. We were wounded and exhausted. His calling his scattered men now could be the end. My gaze broke down towards the dark treeline, ears sapping for the unavoidable thunder of paws, the shouts of his warriors merging. My breath hitched, and the bitter taste of blood condensed in my mouth."Reinforcements?" My Mom's voice cut through my growing fear, harsh but totally specific. She stood firm beside me, her wolf shape was beaten but it was still radiating a fierce, unshaken focus. "Don't be fooled, Casper. Osiris is a liar at his heart. Always has been."Osiris, still in his extremely large wolf form, paced like a hardened statue. Blood flowed from the remains of where his ear had been cut off. The deep cut on his side caused by my fangs bled nonstop. He acted all strong to disguise i

{Aurelius's Pov}The Full Moon was flat yet heavy in the sky, as it cast its silver glow over Moonskin territory. Torches lined the clearing, almost extinguished by the vibe of celebration. The Full Moon Dance had already commenced, and I was in the center of it all, where I belonged.There was something peculiar about this night, sacred and wild, that made my blood run hotter and my heart beat faster. Wolves from every rank moved in rhythm with the sound of the drums. Smoke twisted up from the fires, carrying the sweet scent of roasted meat and sweeter seasoning. I breathed it all in deeply.A maiden approached with the ceremonial cup. She couldn’t have been older than twenty winters, eyes wide, cheeks already flushed."Alpha," she murmured as she offered it up to me.I took it and with an exaggerated raise, I roared; "TO MOONSKIN. TO PURE BLOOD.""TO MOONSKIN," they echoed.I drank without restraint. The wine was thick and spiced, rolling down my throat with ease. Sweetened with ber