A full moon lighted the old chapel of Alarick. Damon was in the altar still recovering from his parents passing, hours from each other, on the first anniversary from Amber's death whilst giving birth to her and Brandon's son who he never met.
"My father never forgave Silver Cloak. " Damon was giving his speech as the New Alpha of his pack, the new King of the South. "But I did, because I saw his true form years ago." Damon played with his beard out of nervosism, he sighed. "I know Luna needed a new guardian to the Aura Sphere so she took my brave sister." His voice started to shake. "So as my first act as the new King... I I declare peace towards Silver Cloak and the East Pack. And that my act reinstalls the friendship and alliance we had before. Alarick protect you... All of you." Damon stepped out heading to the Marble sarcophagus of his parents now resting with this sister.
"Damon..." a Familiar voice appeared from behind, Caleb the Alpha of the West had finally arrived after 3 days of travel. "My condolences brother."
"Thank you. I believe you missed the coronation." Damon's deep voice echoed the marble room.
"I did, heard the last bit still. You looked rather uncomfortable I shall say." Caleb's thin but muscular figure approached Damon.
"Snow Storm and I spoke recently. He and his mate are expecting a boy." Damon deviated the point of discussion.
"So I heard. Hayden Damon Greymane it's the chosen name. He clarified it in our meeting as I was on the way here. " Caleb sat down on a bench with Damon's name on it. "Damon Alarick, so fitting. Drago had the best choices."
"Caleb, I must ask you this... did you ever... did you... " Damon struggled to get his own words out. " Did you ever met my nephew? Amber's son?"
"I have, before your father declared war over where your sister would be laid to rest." Caleb stated playing with his quite long fingers, trying to avoid speaking about Safiya as Damon was sensible to even her name.
"And I really want to meet him."
"But are you ready to head to the East?"
Damon hesitated for a few seconds, "I must be, amber would be ready if I was the one in that sarcophagus."
Caleb nodded, "So I'll cross the land with you" Caleb reached his hand to Damon who grabbed it and, surprisingly for Caleb, pulled him for a brief hug.
"Thank you"
"Let's celebrate your coronation brother."
"Certainly. The Coronation made me hungry."
Damon was interrupted by the alarmed steps of one maid, damon looked concerned for her hurry, the words seemed to be stuck right before her voice.
"Speak. " Caleb ordered.
"Y-Your majesty"... the maid paused, "bad news from the East."
Damon before she ended left the room and in the throne hall he faced a familiar face but he wasnt sure of whom. But the long brown hair and Beard said everything.
" Silver Cloak" Damon muttered.
" Heir of Shadows." Brandon nodded and behind him appeared Snow Storm, the alpha of the North with his heavily pregnant wife.
"Snow storm? This is a occasion I'd never expect you to be together." Caleb took the words of Damon's mind.
"Sorry to break the war protocols but this is a emergency." Brandon spoke and then noticed no guard was approaching him. Damon's eyes glanced to the guards who still felt outraged by Brandon's presence. "You declared peace?" Brandon was shocked to see that no one dared to approach him with Damon present.
Damon nodded and a sweet old maid stepped in front of him, she had seen the king being born, so she has to amber and feared for Damon's life after all the lies Drago fed her. "Step away from the king. I'll die if I must"
"Neyma, I am fine. I am safe. " Damon stepped to the side approaching Brandon. "Wheres my nephew?"
"With Safiya in a safe place. I had to exile them and her pups away from the pack. I had to do it to the rest of the survivors of my pack."
"Context please Brandon..." Damon signed the way to the Marble room, "Snow Storm, Red Flame please mind follow us?" The 4 alphas entered the room as they could be in private.
"Someone is creating New bloods. Snow Storm believes it's an exile who's trying to form it's own pack. They attacked the East, two days ago by Dawn. " Brandon spoke stern and concerned as the alphas stood in a circle.
"Any pack marks spotted?" Caleb asked as Damon looked around.
" yes but we cant recognise them. That's why I need Shadow's help. Even if Drago was here to kill me... I'd not quit till I got to you." Brandon then glanced at Amber's sarcophagus in tears.
"Description or any photograph, Silver?" Damon spoke and Brandon handed him a drawing Damon analysed the drawing and once he saw the signature he handed it straight back to Brandon.
"Over seas. Amazons. I still have my connections there. But I cant promise a sure answer till I speak to Wind Caller, Moatare. " Damon stepped back facing the sarcophagus, "My mother had good relations with their pack but I dont know if I'll have the same treatment. Moatare is a very busy woman."
Snow Storm stood by Damon's side, " I hope we have a quick answer to whom we're going against Damon"
"I know who we might be against but it is a very risky shot in the dark." Damon muttered whilst laying his hand on the sarcophagus. " Oliver, exile your people. If I'm right your pack is next."
Snow Storm shocked rushed out of the room to give orders to his men who were protecting the pregnant Queen. He wouldnt risk anything specially his pack.
"I believe by Snow Storm's reaction you have a suspicion" Caleb crossed his arms.
" I do. But it may not be." Damon stared back at his friend. " Raging Tornado, Malakai Esperanto. Exiled from the Amazons 14 years ago. "
"Malakai had no issues towards the East. Why would he attack us?" Brandon questioned approaching Damon who sighed.
"Probably because of my mother, Brandon. She blames you for Alarick's wishes to take my sister onto his realm." Damon stared at Brandon.
"He should have attack me not my pack." Brandon spoke in tears.
"New bloods dont know you, Brandon. They know they have dominance as they're unexpected. " Caleb commented. "My pack adopted a new blood when my father was still on the lead. Drago warned him of the risks. He was not kidding. That wolf cannot be named in my territory. But I bet you know the story."
"They're fueled by the adrenaline of the belief of mortals to immortals and invincible." Damon stated as he reached a handle pushing it into a secret passage. None of the other alphas seen in before and were rather in shock. "Gentlemen... be my guests."
"Where are we heading Shadow?" Snow Storm asked suspicious.
"I'm afraid I must not give that information whilst in here." Damon replied and the alphas stared at him suspicious. "You'll only follow me if you wish to. " he went down the stairs towards another door. That glowed at his presence stains of purple blue some glimpses of pink and aqua tones. The men followed him to it in amazement.
"Damon Alarick?" A sweet voice feminine came from the door.
"Yes, Mother Luna. " Damon bowd down to it and in even more shock the alphas got on their knees taking their elements of power. Greymane took his sword, Caleb his cepter and Brandon his book. Damon kept his crown on and Luna, the goddess of the moon and mother of the wolf gods, came to take it herself, her almost white silver long curly hair with the light hitting it was almost blinding but still a please to peek.
Her tanned skin of the back of her hands rubbed Damon's cheek. "My soul child. So pure but yet so hidden. What brings you and the alphas here?"
"New bloods attacked the east severely. Were moving North to prevent another attack to dissipate another pack" damon spoke as the others were still in disbelief. Specially by Lunas pure and innocent beauty.
"I bet shes kinky" Caleb thought out in a whisper making Snow storm break into a laugh.
Damon smirked hearing it, "any way, I bet I must introduce you to the alphas. Snow storm Oliver Greymane from the North Star. Brandon, silver cloak of the East Sun. Caleb Daniels, Red Flame of the Fire Nation of the West, who seems pretty interested in you." Luna smiled and pat Caleb's head gently.
"You're pretty charming as well Red Flame." Luna commented as her cheeks blushed. " Mmm, towards north, that's a suicidal mission for new bloods. They're extremely weak to cold weathers."
"We believe Malakai Esperanto is behind this." Oliver noted reaching for the goddess.
"Raging Tornado, I've heard about him in prayers of punishment. Damon please assist the North Star. I suggest that Red Flame and Silver Cloak stay in their packs in case they change routes. Not even new bloods would dare attacking the south, bc of the punishments they'll face from my son Alarick." Luna grabbed one flower from the energy surrounding her. "Damon take this, in case any of my children. "she sighs " most likely to be Lycan, he loves new bloods. show them that flower. they'll know it was a order of mine. "
"Certainly, Luna. I'm honoured to receive this honor." Damon held the white flower with plenty of large triangular petals with purple tips that went fully dark once he stared at it.
Luna was shocked and a little bit worried, " Damon... y-your powers they'll get out of control."
"they will. I know that is inevitable in these times." Damon nodded and turned his back. "we must depart now, before the sun sets. thank you Luna I'll bring this back to you. if not me any of the alphas will." he walked out of the door and behind him the other alphas completely clueless and shocked of what just happened.
"she likes me." Caleb broke the ice between himself, Oliver and Brandon who chuckled.
"keep dreaming. you might get there." Damon spoke and headed to the stables grabbing his weapons and go-pack. "Oliver, lead the way. we might get there before Raging Tornado's pack."
"I'm coming with you..." A female voice echoed in the stables making everyone stare at the shadowy silhouette by the barn door.