Bound By Blood, Torn By Power
step a reminder of the battle that had nearly cost them everything. Darius's injuries from
canning the forest for threats. "We can't kee
ice low. "But we can't face Kael
er," she warned. "Their spirit
of his brother's betrayal and the looming curse of
forward to join them. His silver fur was streaked with dirt and blood,
spy but resolute. "A sanctuary where the Moon
rning to face him.
's an ancient ground, hidden deep within the mountains. Th
t was more myth than reality, a place spoken of in hushed to
is before?" Darius asked, h
ted. "But desperate times call for desperate measures.
s's gaze. "It's a r
urney
me wolves viewed it as a fool's errand, a dangerous detour that could cost them
o leave, Darius took a
ing back what Kael has stolen from us-our unity, our strength, and our purpose. The
e in the pack. It wasn't much, but
ery step, the forest thinning into jagged cliffs and rocky paths. Cold w
anning the horizon. "The stories say the val
ane. They are bound to the curse, feeding o
her grip on her bl
ians of t
ir was thick with an unnatural stillness, and the moon hung low, its light
ard, his heart poun
ist. Shadows shifted, taking form. The wraiths emerged, their bodies twisting
commanded, his voice cuttin
air. The pack fought back, their movements synchronized out of necessity. Da
!" one wolf shouted, fear
r said, his voice steady despite the chaos. "They
moved like a shadow, its attacks swift and relentless. But Dar
break me,"
ickering. With a final, piercing
g as the pack stood their ground. When the last wrai
uth Re
tar, its surface etched with ancient runes. A soft glow emanat
voice filled with awe. "The s
n flooded his mind. He saw the origin of the Moonbane curse-a betrayal among the ancient wolves, much like
k the curse, the pack had to confront their fears and un
t just Kael's burden-it's ours. It feeds on our pain, our divisio
silence, the weight o
d, her eyes meeting his.
ng through the valley. It was a vow-not just to survive,