Chapter 18: The Beginning of War
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The palace courtyard descended into chaos.
War horns blared across the towering walls of the Lycan kingdom as soldiers rushed in every direction. Armored warriors grabbed their weapons while messengers sprinted across the stone paths, shouting urgent commands.
The rebellion had begun.
Alina stood frozen in the training yard, watching the peaceful morning shatter into war.
Moments ago, warriors had been sparring.
Now—
They were preparing to kill.
Kael turned sharply, his voice cutting through the chaos.
“Prepare the army! All warriors to the northern gate!”
“Yes, my King!”
The guards moved instantly.
Alina looked at him.
“You’re going to fight them now?”
Kael nodded.
“If Magnus is this close to the capital, he’s not testing us.”
His gaze hardened toward the distant forest.
“He’s here to break us.”
Within minutes, hundreds of Lycan warriors gathered at the northern gate.
Some had already shifted partially—claws extended, eyes glowing, bodies tense with battle instinct.
The ground trembled beneath them.
Alina followed Kael up the stone wall.
And what she saw—
Made her breath catch.
Beyond the kingdom, across the fog-covered field—
Shadows moved.
Hundreds.
Rebel wolves.
Their glowing eyes burned like scattered fire in the distance.
“There are so many…” she whispered.
Kael stood beside her, calm and unshaken.
“Yes.”
His hand rested on his sword.
“And they’re all coming for us.”
Below, the royal army formed a solid battle line.
The massive gates began to open.
BOOM.
BOOM.
BOOM.
Each impact echoed like thunder.
Kael stepped forward.
His voice carried across the entire battlefield.
“Warriors of the Lycan Kingdom!”
Silence fell.
Every soldier turned to him.
“You stand here today to defend your home… your blood… your future.”
A low growl spread through the ranks.
“Magnus believes we are weak.”
Kael raised his sword.
“Show him how wrong he is.”
The army ROARED.
The ground shook beneath the sound.
Alina felt it in her chest.
Power.
Unity.
War.
Kael turned to her.
“You stay inside the walls.”
She shook her head immediately.
“No.”
His eyes narrowed.
“Alina—”
“I’m part of this,” she said firmly.
“They’re here because of me.”
Her voice didn’t shake.
“If I hide now… I’ll never control this power.”
Kael studied her.
Silence passed between them.
Then—
A quiet sigh.
“You’re stubborn.”
She crossed her arms.
“So I’ve been told.”
A faint smirk touched his lips.
“Fine.”
He stepped closer.
“But you stay behind the front line.”
She nodded.
“Deal.”
Moments later—
The armies faced each other.
Silence stretched across the battlefield.
Then—
The rebels emerged.
Magnus walked at the front, sword resting on his shoulder.
Relaxed.
Confident.
Dangerous.
“Impressive,” he called out. “You gathered quite an army.”
Kael stepped forward.
“You still have time to surrender.”
Magnus laughed.
“You still think this is a rebellion?”
He spread his arms.
“This is a revolution.”
The rebel wolves howled.
Magnus’ gaze shifted.
Past Kael.
To her.
Alina.
His smile deepened.
“There she is.”
A chill ran through her.
Magnus lifted his blade.
“Bring me the Moon-Bound.”
The rebels surged forward.
And the battlefield exploded.
Claws clashed.
Steel screamed.
Wolves shifted and lunged into war.
Kael charged.
Magnus met him head-on.
The collision shook the field.
Alina raised her hands.
Silver light ignited.
This time—
She didn’t hesitate.
She didn’t fear it.
The Moon-Bound power answered her call.
And above them—
Dark clouds swallowed the moon.
As if the world itself was preparing…
For what was about to come.
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