Revenge of the Alpha's Ex-Mate

in the pack's sacred clearing, a space encircled by ancient oaks whose twisted branches reached skyward as if bearing witness to the history that had unfolded ben

whose strength and cunning had kept Silvermoon safe for decades. But even legends were not immune to mortality. Magnus had fallen in battle, defending the pack from a ro

e Blackwood name, a lineage steeped in strength and leadership, but he was young, untested, and unproven. The council, composed of the pack's eldest and most experienced wolves,

he council shadowed his every move, their voices a constant hum in his ears. At first, he welcomed their guidance, recognizing the wisdom of wolv

bone of this pack," he had said during one of their early meetings. "Your father understood that. If y

is watching you, Killian. They need to see strength, but they also n

n the pack. The younger wolves were restless, their eyes bright with questions about the world beyond Silvermoon's borders. They wanted innovation, adaptation, and a leade

m a formidable leader, one who could inspire loyalty with a single glance. He threw himself into training, not just for his gr

. When disputes arose among the pack, he mediated with a careful balance of authority and fairness. When border patrols reported signs of rogue

. They began to exert subtle control, framing their advice as indispensable guidance. R

lves," Roderic said one evening after a particularly heated meeting.

barbs, but they never failed to strike a nerve. The council's constant references to his father w

him like an endless void. The moon hung high above, casting its pale light over the trees. He ofte

about tradition or strength alone, Killian," his father had once said. "It's about knowing when to listen and when to adapt,

sdom Magnus had shown. But the council's vision for Silvermoon felt narrow and stifling. The pack was changing, the wor

the younger wolves and the elders. The council's influence loomed over him like a shadow, a constant reminder of the expectations he had ye

erie during training, when strength and unity overshadowed the divisions within the pack. And, though he would never admit it, he saw it

o test him, shaping the leader he would ultimately become. But even in those early days, one thing was clear: Killian Blac