The Moonpeak Pack was quiet—too quiet.
Their estate stretched endlessly, a symbol of strength and dominance, ruled by Alpha Blackwood, a leader fierce enough to protect it with his life. By his side was Luna Teresa Blackwood, just as powerful and fierce.
The training grounds, usually alive with warriors sharpening their skills, were eerily still under the pale morning light.
But inside the main house? Chaos was unfolding.
"MAI!" Ollie Blackwood's voice thundered through the halls. Heavy footsteps pounded against the polished floors, growing closer, more frantic.
Mai Blackwood barely reacted. She lounged on the edge of her bed, her long, curly light brown hair spilling over her shoulders, her silver eyes gleaming with amusement. A wicked smirk curled her lips. She twirled a dagger between her fingers, the blade catching the dim light of her bedroom.
The door slammed open.
