The Alpha's Oath

fang Pack!" one leader shoute

This is what they do!" Another leader shot bac

room. Under Damon's leadership, the Nightfang Pack and Silverclaw Pack had always clashed two powerful fa

nally barked, pounding her fist on the table.

side, her stomach churned. "We're wasting precious time. The disappea

father, who gave her a

gs at each other, their hostility palpable. It was the same power struggle they had s

ocked, and she felt a flicker of something unspoken competition, yes, bu

way, not ready to en

through the tension l

to this battle. Tessa is right. We must put aside our differences and face th

ill n

ishness." His gaze swept the room, icy and unyielding. "Tessa and Damon

their personal disagreements for the sake of the pack. It felt uncomfortable, but it

ory was complicated filled with rivalry, conflict, and unresolved tension. But

ce strong despite the unease twisting inside

e to look deeper. "The witches know something,"

lances at Tessa and Damon. Her father's hand landed briefly on

t no one. In a world where alliances shifted like sha

ered beside her, his voice low. His sharp eyes scan

ad learned long ago to trust no one here. As they passed by stalls selling charms, potions, and arcan

closely. Tessa didn't stop, but she felt the woman's eyes on her, piercing, unsett

arket, where the crowds thinned out, the atmosphere growing colder with every step. Damon sudd

There was something about this place, this moment, that

ce steady, though her heart b

ined with shadows, thick and oppressive, like the place had not seen light in centuries. T

them as he stepped forward from the shadows. Magnus Ravenwood. The banished warlock. His blac

aid, his voice low, laced with bo

eld her ground. "We are not here t

lips. "Answers? You think I have the answers to br

dangerous lurking just beneath the surface. She knew, deep down, that

as an undeniable edge to it. "We'll do whatever i

I'll help you." His voice was cold, and some

nd walls that seemed to shift as they passed. The air grew colder, and the faint sounds of ch

ression solemn. "This is where the truth lies. But be warned," he said, his voic

't sure she was ready for what lay be

room was filled with the hollow eyes of prisoners pale, broken figures, their bodies marked with

been trying to create a new breed of wolves, cursed beyond any natural law. Warlocks and w

tion sank in. "They want to make an army," she

lled with determination.