The continent woke up in chaos.
Even before the sun really climbed, word was everywhere—every pack, every territory. Everyone had heard: Alpha Kael of Silver Crest was hiding the marked girl.
Not just keeping her safe—not even guarding her. Hiding her.
And he didn’t care who knew. He made it clear: no other Alpha was getting anywhere near her.
Rumors blew through the werewolf world faster than wildfire. Some said Kael already completed the mate bond. Some claimed the prophecy had awakened inside Silver Crest. But what really had everyone panicking? The idea that Kael wanted to claim Sovereign power for himself.
That fear twisted into paranoia, and paranoia turned to anger. Anger moved even faster than truth ever could.
Inside Silver Crest, the air felt like poison. Warriors lined the
