Chapter 3
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xt morning, Lena woke before sunrise. For a few seconds, she stared at the ceiling above her bed.
Then she remembered. The wait is almost over.”
Grandmother Rose’s words echoed through her mind.
Lena groaned and pulled a pillow over her face.
Why couldn't she stop thinking about them?
The old seer had spoken in riddles her entire life. Most of the time, nobody knew what she meant until weeks later. Then boom.
With a sigh, Lena threw the pillow and blanket aside and climbed out of the bed.
The village was already awake
Voices came from different directions when she opened her window. Excited voices, Curious voices.
Everyone seemed to be talking about the same thing.
Blood Moon Pack.
Alpha Damon Blackwood.
Lena rolled her eyes, The entire pack had lost its mind.
As she stepped outside, she immediately spotted a group of young women gathered near the well. Their conversation carried through the morning air
“I heard he's over six feet tall."
And has defeated three rogue Alphas by himself.”
" One of them said but guess what?” Everyone was so calm to hear what would come out from her mouth.
She then proceeded and said.
“He is unbelievably handsome.”
The girls dissolved into giggles. Lena shook her head and kept walking. People loved exaggerating stories, especially when powerful Alphas were involved.
By the time she reached the healer's cabin, the gossip had only gotten worse.
“He will arrive before noon.”
Lena tuned them out . None of it mattered.
Visiting Alphas always come and go. Alliances would be formed, Trade agreements would be signed,and life would continue.
The real problem waiting for her wasn't some famous Alpha, it was the same problem that had followed her for years.
No mate, No bond, No answers.
That reality didn't change just because an important visitor was arriving.
Still…
Something felt strange, Lena paused while arranging herbs on a shelf.
Her wolf roused and she felt restless and uncomfortable.
Again
The sensation had been bothering her since last night. It wasn't fear, it wasn't excitement, it felt like anticipation.
As if her wolf was waiting for something. The feeling made her uneasy.
By midday, the entire village was buzzing with activity.
Warriors stood at attention, pack members lined on the main road.
Children climbed fences and rooftops for a better view.
Even the elders had left their homes.
Lena found herself standing beside Clara near the edge of the crowd.
“Tell me again why we’re here?" she asked.
Clara looked horrified.
“Because one of the most powerful Alphas in the region is about to arrive."
Lena shrugged.
“He's still just an Alpha.”
Clara stared at her.
“You are impossible.” Lena smiled faintly.
Then a sudden breeze swept through the crowd. Her wolf instantly snapped to attention.
Lena froze.
The feeling hit her so suddenly that her breath caught.
“What now?”she muttered under her breath.
Her wolf paced frantically.
Alert, Focused, waiting.
The hair on the back of Lena's neck stood up. Around her, the crowd suddenly grew louder.
Excited murmurs spread from the front of the road.
" They’re here."
Lena lifted her head. In the distance, a line of riders emerged from the trees.
Blood Moon warriors.
Their black uniforms gleamed beneath the afternoon sun.
The crowd parted.
The riders advanced steadily towards the pack house.
At their head rode a man on a massive black horse. Even from a distance, his presence was impossible to ignore. For some reasons she couldn't explain, Lena's Pulse quickened.
And beside her, her wolf went completely still.
Lena frowned.
For hours, her wolf had packed beneath her skin. Now she was silent. Watching and waiting. While the riders drew closer.
The crowd erupted into excited whispers. Children pushed forward.
The elders stood taller. Even the warriors stationed near the gate looked unusually alert.
Lena rolled her shoulders.
The strange feeling in her chest refused to disappear.
Beside her, Clara grabbed her arm
“Thats him”
“Who?”
Clara looked at her as if she asked who the moon Goddess was.
“Alpha Damon.”Lena followed her gaze.The riders at the front of the procession, sat tall in the saddle. With broad shoulders and dark clothing. An air of authority that surrounded him like a second skin. Even from a distance, it was obvious why wolves followed him
The crowd parted as the visitors entered the village.
Blood Moon warriors rode in disciplined formation. Not a single one spoke. Lena noticed the way his pack reacted.
With respect, caution and curiosity.
The atmosphere has changed. This wasn't an ordinary visit. At the head of the procession, Damon surveyed the village.
His expression gave away nothing. Yet there was something strangely familiar about him.
Lena immediately dismissed the thought. She had never seen the man before in her life. A low growl echoed in her mind. The sound startled her.
“You've been quiet all day,” Lena thought. Instead of answering, her wolf pushed toward the surface.
Interested, focused and almost impatient.
The sensation sent a shiver through her.
Meanwhile, Alpha Richard stepped forward to greet the visitors.
Formal introductions began. The crowd relaxed slightly. Conversation resumed. Yet Lena found herself unable to look away.
Annoying. She wasn't one of the girls who spent hours daydreaming about the powerful Alphas.
She didn't care who Damon Blackwood was. At least that was what she kept telling herself.
All of a sudden, Damon turned his head. Not towards Alpha Richard, Not towards the pack house but towards her side of the village square.
Lena's breath caught.
For one impossible second, she had this ridiculous feeling that he was searching for something, or someone. Then the moment passed.
Damon looked away. The crowd began moving towards the pack house.
The meeting was about to begin. Clara nudged her.
“Come on."
Lena nodded.
But as she followed the others,she couldn't shake the strange certainty settling in her chest.
Something is about to happen. Something that would change everything.
And for the first time in years…
She wasn't afraid of it.
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