Chapter 38
LYCAN HADES
The Forest Will Bleed
They think they can march into my lands… and I’ll just sit back and watch?
Fools.
I stand at the edge of the eastern tower, wind tearing through my cloak, the scent of pine and blood whispering on the air. My eyes fix on the dark line of the forest ahead. Something in the breeze tells me—it’s coming. War.
The stillness before the chaos. The hush before the scream.
“My Lord!” a voice cuts through the wind behind me.
I turn sharply, brow furrowed.
A scout stumbles toward me, breath ragged like he’s run straight from the abyss. He drops to one knee. “Alpha, it’s confirmed. Silver Crest is on the move.”
I don’t blink. Don’t flinch.
“How many?”
“At least four hundred. Headed straight for the southern forest. They’ve abandoned their strong
