CHAPTER 5 The Alpha’s Castle
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The journey to Shadow Fang territory began before sunrise.
Rain still poured from the dark skies as black armored vehicles lined the front of the Blackwood estate like a funeral procession waiting for the dead.
Cold wind whipped through the courtyard while warriors moved silently through the storm.
Nobody spoke to Lyra Nightbane.
Nobody looked at her.
But she felt their stares anyway.
Curious.
Fearful.
Judging.
Because rumors had already spread after the rogue attack.
The wolfless girl with the glowing mark.
The girl Alpha Kael protected.
The girl rogues called the Moonborn Heir.
Lyra tightened her grip around the small bag in her hands.
It was all she owned.
A few dresses.
Her broken crescent moon necklace.
And the tiny amount of hope she still had left.
Vivian stood near the front steps wearing a dark cloak, her expression colder than the storm itself.
“You will behave once you arrive there,” she warned sharply.
Lyra looked away silently.
“You represent this family now.”
The words nearly made her laugh bitterly.
Represent them?
After years of abuse and humiliation?
Selene stepped forward beside Vivian dressed beautifully despite the early hour. Her golden hair shimmered beneath the lantern lights while hatred burned behind her eyes.
She stared at Lyra with disgust.
“This should’ve been my future.”
Lyra swallowed hard.
“I never asked for this.”
Selene leaned closer.
“But you’ll die from it.”
Fear curled inside Lyra’s stomach.
Selene smirked softly.
“You think Alpha Kael truly wants you?”
The cruelty in her voice sharpened.
“He’ll get bored eventually.”
Lyra stayed silent.
“Then he’ll kill you like he kills everyone else.”
Before Lyra could respond—
A black SUV door opened nearby.
And Alpha Kael Draven stepped out.
The courtyard instantly fell silent.
Dark coat.
Black gloves.
Silver eyes sharp as blades.
Power rolled off him effortlessly.
Even the storm itself felt quieter around him.
Kael’s gaze landed immediately on Lyra.
And something inside him eased slightly.
Safe.
Still here.
His wolf had been restless all night.
Possessive.
Protective.
Obsessed.
Every instinct screamed to keep her close now.
Especially after discovering the mark.
Kael still couldn’t stop thinking about the vision.
The blood moon.
The burning kingdoms.
Lyra standing in the center of it all.
Dangerous.
Powerful.
And somehow connected to him.
Damon approached quietly beside him.
“We should leave before the roads flood.”
Kael nodded once.
Then looked toward Lyra.
“She rides with me.”
Selene’s face darkened instantly.
Vivian forced a fake smile.
“Of course, Alpha.”
Lyra froze.
Ride with him?
Alone?
Kael opened the SUV door without looking away from her.
“Get in.”
Her pulse quickened.
Every instinct told her to run.
But where would she go?
Nobody wanted her.
Nobody would protect her from Kael if she fled.
Slowly, she walked toward the vehicle.
The closer she got to him, the stronger the mate bond became.
Heat spread softly beneath her skin again.
Kael noticed immediately.
His jaw tightened slightly.
Mine.
Lyra quickly climbed into the vehicle while Kael entered beside her moments later.
The door shut.
Silence filled the space instantly.
The convoy began moving through the storm.
Lyra stared out the window quietly while the Blackwood estate disappeared behind them.
Home.
If it could even be called that.
She should have felt relieved leaving.
Instead she felt terrified.
Because she had no idea what waited for her inside Shadow Fang territory.
Beside her, Kael remained silent.
Watching her carefully.
“You haven’t asked me any questions.”
Lyra kept staring outside.
“Would it matter if I did?”
Kael’s expression darkened slightly.
“Yes.”
Finally she looked at him.
“Are the stories true?”
Kael leaned back slightly.
“Which ones?”
“That you kill people for disrespecting you.”
“Yes.”
Her breath caught slightly.
Kael noticed.
“But not without reason.”
“That doesn’t make it better.”
The corner of his mouth twitched faintly.
Interesting.
Most people were too terrified to speak honestly to him.
But Lyra did.
Even while afraid.
“Do you enjoy frightening people?” she asked quietly.
Kael looked out the rain-covered window.
“No.”
“You’re very good at it.”
That almost sounded like humor.
Almost.
Silence settled again for several moments.
Then Lyra whispered softly—
“Why me?”
Kael looked back at her immediately.
“The mate bond.”
“That doesn’t explain anything.”
His wolf stirred beneath his skin.
Because the truth was complicated.
Kael himself didn’t fully understand why the Moon Goddess would bind him to someone like Lyra.
A girl with no wolf.
No training.
No understanding of her own power.
And yet…
The bond felt undeniable.
Ancient.
Absolute.
Kael studied her quietly.
“You think you’re weak.”
Lyra looked away instantly.
“I know I am.”
“No.”
His voice deepened slightly.
“You were taught to believe that.”
The words hit her harder than expected.
Because part of her feared he was right.
The convoy drove for hours through forests swallowed by fog and rain.
The deeper they traveled into Shadow Fang territory, the darker the landscape became.
Massive pine trees towered over the roads.
Mountains rose in the distance like giants watching from the shadows.
And everywhere—
Wolves.
Huge black wolves ran alongside the convoy silently through the forest.
Guarding.
Watching.
Lyra’s stomach tightened.
Shadow Fang territory felt alive.
Predatory.
Dangerous.
Finally, as night began falling again, the convoy slowed.
Then Lyra saw it.
And forgot how to breathe.
Shadow Fang Castle.
Massive black stone towers rose from the mountainside beneath the storm clouds like something built by darkness itself.
The castle overlooked the cliffs below while silver lights glowed through enormous gothic windows.
It looked ancient.
Powerful.
Untouchable.
Lightning flashed overhead.
For one brief second the castle looked less like a home…
And more like a prison.
Fear spread through Lyra’s chest.
Kael noticed instantly.
“You’re afraid.”
“Yes.”
At least she was honest.
Kael looked toward the castle quietly.
“Good.”
Lyra frowned slightly.
“What?”
“The people here respect fear.”
The convoy passed through giant iron gates guarded by heavily armed warriors.
The moment Kael’s vehicle entered the courtyard, every wolf nearby lowered their head immediately.
Servants rushed down the massive front staircase while guards lined the entrance.
Nobody spoke above a whisper.
Nobody looked directly at Kael.
Lyra noticed instantly.
They didn’t simply respect him.
They feared him.
Deeply.
Kael exited the vehicle first before opening her door himself.
The entire courtyard went silent.
Because their Alpha never opened doors for anyone.
Lyra slowly stepped out into the freezing rain.
Several warriors stared openly at her now.
Confused.
Curious.
Then the whispers began.
“That’s her?” “She’s the mate?” “She doesn’t even smell like a wolf.” “She looks human.”
Embarrassment burned through Lyra instantly.
Kael heard every word.
His wolf growled softly beneath his skin.
Mine.
Damon appeared beside them quickly.
“The council is waiting inside.”
Kael’s expression darkened immediately.
Of course they were.
News traveled fast.
Especially news about a mysterious mate carrying an ancient mark.
Kael glanced toward Lyra.
“Stay close to me.”
The command felt strangely protective.
Lyra followed him into the castle.
The inside was even more intimidating.
Dark marble floors.
Towering ceilings.
Silver chandeliers.
Ancient paintings lining endless hallways.
Everything smelled like cedar wood, smoke, and winter air.
But beneath the beauty…
Danger lingered everywhere.
Warriors watched her from every corner.
Servants lowered their eyes instantly whenever Kael passed.
The entire castle moved around him carefully.
Like everyone feared provoking a monster.
As they walked deeper inside, Lyra noticed something else.
No laughter.
No warmth.
No life.
Shadow Fang Castle felt cold.
Empty.
Lonely.
Kael suddenly stopped walking.
Lyra nearly walked into him.
A pair of enormous doors stood ahead.
Voices echoed from inside.
Angry voices.
“The pack will never accept her.” “She carries cursed blood.” “If the rumors are true—”
The doors swung open.
A large council chamber appeared beyond them filled with powerful wolves dressed in black ceremonial robes.
The moment Lyra entered—
Silence exploded across the room.
Every eye locked onto her instantly.
Judging.
Calculating.
Fearful.
An older Alpha stood abruptly.
“This is the girl?”
Kael’s expression hardened.
“This is my mate.”
The council erupted immediately.
“A wolfless hybrid?” “She’s dangerous.” “She bears the Moonborn mark!” “She could destroy the entire territory!”
Lyra’s heart pounded violently.
One elderly woman stared at her with visible fear.
“You brought death into this castle.”
Kael’s silver eyes flashed dangerously.
“Careful.”
But another council member stepped forward.
“Alpha, you cannot seriously intend to marry her.”
The room tensed instantly.
Kael’s wolf surfaced slightly beneath his skin.
Violent.
Protective.
Then—
A sharp pain suddenly tore through Lyra’s chest.
She gasped softly.
The crescent mark beneath her collarbone burned violently.
Silver light flickered beneath her skin.
The council immediately backed away in panic.
“What is happening?!” “She’s awakening!”
Kael grabbed Lyra instantly before she collapsed.
And the moment he touched her—
Every candle in the chamber exploded.
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