Chapter 2: The Silver Wolf Awakens
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Silver blood dripped from my lips onto the Forbidden Forest floor.
*Drip.*
The black earth hissed, steam rising like water on a hot iron. The pain in my chest wasn’t from broken bones; it was from the strings of my soul being yanked when Ryker screamed *"REJECT."*
I just wanted to die. Easy.
*"Coward."*
A woman’s voice echoed in my head. Old, raspy, but furious.
*"Wake up, Silver Child. You want to die here like trash? After what he did to you?"*
I opened my eyes. The Forbidden Forest sky held no stars, just a half-eclipsed moon, blood-red.
*"Who... are you?"* I whispered, silver blood oozing again.
*"I’m Nyx. You’ve been asleep for 18 years, Ravena. Now it’s my turn."*
The world went dark.
When I came to, my body felt foreign.
Tall. Four feet on the ground. Fur. *White. Not just any white. Silver-white, like liquid moonlight.* Each strand glowed softly in the dark of the Forbidden Forest. My claws were long, not black like a rogue’s. *Silver. Sharp as the Moon Goddess’s sword.*
I lifted my head and caught my reflection in a puddle.
*A she-wolf. Silver eyes blazing. Beautiful. Terrifying. Legendary.*
*Silver Wolf Form.*
*"GRRRRRRR..."*
Three rogues emerged from the dead trees. Red eyes. Drooling. The stench of decay. An alpha was here, smelling weak human.
The biggest one licked his lips. *"Fresh meat. Alpha Ryker tossed her. Let’s taste first before reporting to the Rogue King."*
Once, I would’ve peed my pants. Now?
*Nyx* barked in my head—not in fear, but in command.
The first rogue leaped, claws aimed at my eyes.
*THUD!*
I didn’t move. But before me, the air trembled. *A wall of white-silver moonlight* formed from nothing. *Lunar Barrier.* The rogue’s claws shattered against it. He howled, tumbling down.
*"WHAT?!"* The second rogue gasped. *"Luna power?! But she’s a slave!"*
*Nyx* wouldn’t let me think. My back legs kicked the ground. I *leapt.* Not an ordinary jump. Fast as light. In an instant, the rogue’s throat was in my mouth.
*CRACK.*
Black blood sprayed onto my silver fur. It slid off like water on a lily pad.
The third rogue wet himself and ran.
*"Run if you want,"* Nyx’s voice used my mouth, echoing, layered. My voice + the goddess’s voice. *"But tell your Rogue King this."*
I lifted one front paw. My silver claws sliced the air. A small *Lunar Barrier* flew like a disc.
*ZASSS!*
It struck the fleeing rogue’s back leg. Severed. He fell, crawling, howling.
*"Speak. The Silver Wolf has awakened. The Celestial Awakening has begun. And the Eternal Moonpack will have a new Luna. A Luna who won’t bow."*
I let him live. Let him carry my message.
Then I felt exhausted. *Nyx* forced her way back in. My body shrank. Fur vanished. I became Ravena again, naked, shivering on the ground. But my body... no wounds. Scrapes from Ryker? *Gone. Moonlight Healing* passive.
I looked at my hands. A hint of silver light lingered on my claws.
*"We’re not weak, Ravena,"* Nyx whispered in my head. Tired, but satisfied. *"We’re Ancient Moonborn. Our blood isn’t that of a slave. Our blood makes Alpha Kings bow."*
Far away in the Alpha’s Hall, Ryker jolted awake. Cold sweat. His hands burned. *Eclipse Flame* licked at his arm unbidden. Angry. Wild.
He stared toward the Forbidden Forest. His chest ached, like a string he’d severed that afternoon.
*An Alpha’s weakness: power running wild without a Luna.*
And the Luna he rejected... had just awakened power that could kill him.
*"Guards!"* Ryker's voice shattered the air. His *Alpha Command* faltered, leaving the guards weak-kneed. *"Gather the warriors! Something’s awakened in the Forbidden Forest! Smell... the scent of a dead moon!"*
He clutched his head. *Berserk Form* threatened to surface from panic. Black obsidian claws began to grow.
But deep inside, *Orion* howled not in anger. *Longing. Fear. Wanting his mate back.*
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