Chapter Nine: The Alpha War
The battlefield was a ruin of ash and fury.
Smoke rolled over the shattered remnants of the northern ridge, where once a proud bastion of the Moonborn stood. Now, it was a scarred wasteland under a blood-stained sky. Craters burned where magic had been unleashed, and the earth trembled beneath the weight of war.
Kael stood at the heart of it.
Armor torn, blood seeping from a gash across his ribs, his breath came in ragged bursts. Around him, warriors clashed—fang against fang, claw against spell, howl against scream. His people were fighting with everything they had. But it was not enough to stop the storm approaching.
Lyric.
The Alpha of Shadows moved through the chaos like a blade of darkness. His silver eyes glowed with malevolence, the cursed markings
