CHAPTER 4: THE ROGUE KING'S INTEREST

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**Three days.** I've been holed up in the Forbidden Forest for three days. By day, I nap in the cave Nyx showed me. At night, I train. My Lunar Barrier holds for ten minutes now. My silver claws can pop out at will. I can run four feet, even if I can’t fully shift yet. I can smell a rabbit from two kilometers away. I’m strong. But it’s lonely. “Silence is good,” Nyx grumbles in my head. “That Alpha won’t come looking for you. He’s too proud to admit he’s wrong.” I frown. “You really hate him, huh?” “I hate all male Alphas. But Orion… he’s different. I think he misses us.” I go quiet. No need to talk about Ryker. My chest still aches thinking about him shouting “REJECT.” *CRACK.* A branch snaps. I freeze. My hackles rise. Nyx is alert. It’s an unfamiliar scent. Not a rogue. Not a pack warrior. The smell… old blood. Rust. And dead flowers. From the shadows, he steps out. Tall. Seven feet. Covered in scars. His eyes are red, but not Alpha red. Dark, like dried blood. Long, tangled black hair. A cloak made of wolf skin—probably a hundred pelts. And around his neck… a necklace of Alpha fangs. I count twelve. Twelve Alphas he’s killed. Rogue King. Kaelan. Legends say he’s 400 years old. They say he has no mate because he ate his own. They say even the Eclipse Flame can’t touch him. He grins, showing yellowed fangs. “So this is the scent. Moonborn. The scent that’s been gone for 200 years.” I take a step back. My Lunar Barrier rises automatically, a silver circle around me. Kaelan laughs, his voice like shattered glass. “A barrier? Cute. A little Silver Wolf thinks it can challenge me?” He raises his hand. His claws aren’t obsidian. They’re bone. White but cracked and black at the tips. He slashes at the air. *c***k!* My Lunar Barrier shatters like glass. I collapse, my head pounding. A warning from Soul Bond Vision—my head feels like it’s been hit with a hammer. “You’re weak,” Kaelan steps into my barrier like it’s nothing. “But your blood… it’s the key to the Moon Gate. With it, I can open the Celestial Prison. Release the Rogue God.” Panic sets in. *Nyx! Shift!* “No way! Your body isn’t ready! If you shift now, you’ll die!” Nyx screams. Kaelan grips my chin. His bone claws scratch my cheek. Silver blood drips. He licks his finger, eyes wide. *Enchanted.* “Yes… this is it. Tastes like drinking the moon.” He leans in. His breath reeks of decay. “Be my Luna. I’ll make you the Rogue Queen. We’ll burn the Eternal Moonpack. We’ll roast Ryker alive. He rejected you, right? Let me show you how a real King treats a Moonborn.” *VOMIT.* I spit in his face. “I’d rather die than be your w***e!” He doesn’t get angry. He laughs louder. “There’s fire. Good. I like taming wild horses.” He lifts me like a kitten. I punch, kick, claw with my silver claws. I hit his chest. Black blood spills. But he doesn’t feel it. He’s a bit immortal. “The eclipse night is in three days,” he whispers in my ear. “That’s when your Moonborn blood is strongest. I’ll marry you under the blood moon. Then I’ll sacrifice you on the altar. Your blood will open the prison. Fair, right?” I shiver. Not scared of dying. Scared of *Ryker*. If I die, the Eclipse Bond won’t happen. Ryker will go insane with wild power, and Kaelan will kill him easily. *No. I won’t let that happen.* I close my eyes. Searching for Nyx. “I’d rather die. Let me shift. Let me fight.” “Stubborn!” Nyx snaps. “But… if you die, I die. So we both die together!” My body heats up. Bones c***k. It feels like I’m burning from the inside. Silver fur bursts from my skin. Pain. But power... *POWER.* *AUMMMMMM!!!!!!* That howl isn’t just any howl. It’s *Celestial*. Trees a kilometer around me fall. The ground shakes. The daylight dims for three seconds. Kaelan is thrown back ten meters. For the first time in 400 years, he *bleeds* from his forehead. Black blood. Before him stands *Nyx. Silver Wolf Form. Fully.* Nine feet tall. Silver fur glowing like a galaxy in every strand. His eyes aren’t silver anymore. *White. Empty. Eyes of the Moon Goddess.* And on Nyx’s forehead… a glowing silver crescent mark. “You,” Nyx’s voice booms, using my mouth but a hundred times louder. “If you touch my Silver Child with your filthy hands again… I’ll summon the Moon Wolves from the Celestial Realm. I’ll level your entire rogue land.” Kaelan wipes the blood. He’s not scared. He *smiles, insane.* “Stronger than 200 years ago. Marrying you will be even sweeter. Three days, Silver Wolf. Just three days.” He *Shadow Shifts.* Not a normal shadow. *His shadow is blood-red.* He disappears. I fall. Shift back to human. Spit up silver blood. Pass out. *But the message has been sent.* *Far away in the Alpha Hall.* Ryker is downing whiskey, trying to extinguish the *Eclipse Flame* in his hand. Suddenly... *AUMMMMMM!!!!!!* That howl breaks through the stone walls of the Alpha Hall. Glass shatters. The *Eclipse Flame* in his hand *vanishes*. Turns to silver smoke. And for the first time in three days... *the pain in his chest fades.* He sits up. *Orion* in his head is howling. Not sad. *Proud. Scared. In love.* “She... she’s alive,” Ryker whispers. Tears fall. “My mate... Silver Wolf... she’s alive.” He stands. *Berserk Form* doesn’t come out. But his eyes... *red + silver*. A hybrid. “Kael!” he roars. *Alpha Command* steady for the first time. “Gather all warriors! We’re heading into the Forbidden Forest! The Rogue King has found her!” “But Alpha! It’s been too long! If you go in—” “I DON’T CARE?!” *Eclipse Flame* ignites in his hand. But this time... *the black fire has silver veins.* Controlled. “That’s MY LUNA! If the Rogue King touches her, I’ll burn the world!”
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