All Chapters of Wolfstone Marked by Madness : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

KAMARI POV“Dammit, Father.” Zena raked a hand through her hair. “There has to be another way.”I stood there in silence, watching her argue on my behalf.She’d been home for barely fifteen minutes, and she was already trying to save me.Because you need saving, you fool.I didn’t want this. I didn’t want to go to Wolfstone.I didn’t want to die.It’s not like I had a death wish. Yet those seemed to be my only choices. Be executed by the High Council for refusing their summons… Or die in Wolfstone trying to survive a place built for Lycans.Either way, I lost.“Oh, Kamari.”The anger vanished from Zena’s face the moment she looked at me. Worry filled her warm brown eyes as she crossed the room and wrapped me in a fierce embrace.For the first time since I’d walked into Father’s office, I let myself breathe.“Hi, Zena,” I murmured, a small smile tugging at the corner of my mouth.She pulled back just enough to cup my face in her hands, studying me as though making sure I was really sta

KAMARI POVThe morning came quickly. I could barely catch any sleep. Zena headed back to EmberGlen today being the Pack commander of the Northern gate, she had to return as fast as she could. I sat up slowly, my fingers curling into the blanket as if it could anchor me to something that wasn’t changing.A knock came at the door.“Kamari.”Zena’s called out softly from the door. I exhaled. “ I’m awake.”The door opened before I finished speaking.She stepped in already dressed for travel, hair tied back, weapons strapped across her waist, expression still. “Carriage is ready,” she said. “You have thirty minutes to get ready.”I nodded.Neither of us moved for a second. Then she crossed the room and pulled me into a hug.Okay,” she whispered against my hair. “No more crying.”“I wasn’t planning on it.”She let out a quiet breath and pulled back just enough to look at me. “Good,” she said. “Quick refresh, then I’ll walk you out.”We moved through the room in silence after that.Zena he

KAMARI POVThat thought lasted exactly three seconds.“Next!” another official barked.I blinked, forcing my attention away from Commander Silas and back to the line moving around me.Don’t look at him again, I told myself, but I looked anyway.He was already speaking quietly to the official who had taken my name. Whatever he said made the man’s face pale. The official nodded several times before hurriedly returning to his ledger.A strange feeling settled in my stomach.Had they reacted because of my surname… Or because of him?“Walder!” the official shouted I jumped. “Y-yes?”“Your registration token.” The official held out a small bronze medallion engraved with the number 317.“Dormitory Three. East Wing.”I accepted it with a quiet, “Thank you.”“Proceed through those doors.”I nodded and hurried away before anyone could stop me again. The moment I stepped through the towering doors, the noise of the registration hall faded behind me.In front of me stretched an enormous courtyar

SILAS POV“Well… it’s always a fucking disaster.”Registration Day.The one day of the year guaranteed to test what little patience I had left.The Great Hall was packed with recruits from every territory across the realm. Some stood proudly, convinced they were destined for greatness. Others looked like they’d rather throw themselves off the mountain than take another step into Wolfstone.Neither type impressed me. This year’s intake was different The High Council had expanded the summons.For the first time in decades, the invitations hadn’t gone only to the children of High Lords and noble bloodlines. Commoners had been called. Sons and daughters of Alphas who had never before been considered worthy had received the Academy’s seal.Even the Fifth Wing had changed.Healers would no longer train as volunteers after graduation. They would enter Wolfstone alongside everyone else and earn their place the same way every Lycan did.Personally, I thought it would end badly.Most of them wo