WHEN THE ALPHA FALLS, THE WORLD TREMBLES
Kael didn’t wake.
Not after Nara screamed his name.
Not when Lysa tried to heal him with moonlight herbs.
Not even when healers were summoned and several wolves carried him back to the fortress.
He didn’t move.
He didn’t breathe normally.
He barely clung to life.
The curse had swallowed him whole.
Nara sat beside his bed, refusing to move for hours. Maybe days—time meant nothing when the person who anchored her world lay motionless.
The room was too quiet.
Too cold.
Too still.
The pack’s healers whispered in the hall, trying to keep their voices low.
“He should be dead—”
“No normal wolf could survive that wound—”
“It’s the curse. It’s keeping him alive… or killing him slowly.”
Lysa shut them up with a single glare. But even she coul
