EPISODE ONE: CAGED ALPHA
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The moon hung high, casting silver streaks along the towering pines of the Midnight Pack’s territory. Kaya stood at the edge of the cliffs, the wind lashing against her face as if daring her to leap. Below, the vast forest stretched for miles, a reminder of the world beyond the one she’d never truly tasted.
A howl echoed behind her, deep and commanding. Kady.
She didn’t turn. She knew he’d come looking for her. He always did.
“You keep running off,” his voice was calm, steady, the voice of an Alpha. “The elders are asking for you.”
Kaya exhaled, slow and measured, but it did nothing to settle the storm inside her. “What do they want now?”
“They want to finalize the details of our ceremony. The bonding ritual is next week.”
She shut her eyes. Of course.
The moment she became Alpha Female of the Midnight Pack, her future would be sealed. No more reckless runs through the woods. No more escaping the responsibilities that clung to her like shackles.
She turned to him then, searching his face. Kady was everything a leader should be: strong, noble, steady. He’d always been kind to her, always patient. But looking at him now, all she felt was suffocation.
“This isn’t what I want,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
His brow furrowed. “We’ve talked about this, Kaya.”
No. They hadn’t. The elders had talked. The pack had talked. But no one had asked her what she wanted.
Kady reached for her, his fingers brushing against hers. “I know you feel trapped. But we’re stronger together.”
She pulled away. “Stronger for whom? The pack? The elders? What about me, Kady?”
Silence.
His expression was unreadable, but she could see the pain in his eyes. It didn’t matter. If she stayed there, she’d disappear into the role everyone expected her to play.
Something inside her whispered of freedom, of wild nights under city lights, of something different.
Tonight, she wouldn’t ignore it.
She turned from Kady and walked back toward the pack’s main grounds. But she wasn’t going to see the elders.
She was leaving.
And she wasn’t coming back until she’d tasted the world beyond those trees.
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