Before sunrise, the scent of blood rolled through the Alpha mansion.
Not just any blood—Alpha blood.
That changed everything.
Panic hit Silver Crest hard and fast. Warriors stormed the eastern wing while healers rushed to a hallway now littered with broken stone. All around, wolves whispered and stared, fear racing ahead of orders.
Almost nobody had ever seen Alpha Kael get hurt. Honestly, there were folks who thought nothing in the world could even land a scratch on him.
Yet here he was, bleeding out on the cold stone floor.
The pack couldn’t handle it. Fear pulsed through the corridors harder than before.
Liana knelt beside Kael, surrounded by scattered healers carrying medical kits and silver antidotes.
The Alpha stayed down on one knee, his breath ragged.
A poisoned blade had
