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Chronicles of Rohan: The Birth of the True Alpha Chapter 2: The Bite
"Lucas!" Dylan shouted.Before he could react, something big slammed into Lucas."What the hell is that?!" Dan yelled, backing up.The impact sent Lucas crashing to the ground, the wind knocked out of him.Lucas groaned, coughing. "I can't breathe..."He gasped for air, struggling to push himself up. But before he could react, something heavy slammed into his side, knocking him back down.. "Aaaaaah!" Lucas screamed, his body going rigid as pain exploded through him. The creature's claws raked across his chest, dragging him into the dirt. He tried to push it off, but his arms were too weak. "Please" His voice barely came out, a desperate plea. The creature snarled, leaving Lucas in a pool of his own blood and vanished into the darkness. As Lucas lay motionless, Dan and Dylan crouched in the shadows, peering out from behind a thick tree. “Do you think he’s dead?” Dan started, voice trembling with fear. “No,” Dylan replied sharply, his eyes scanning the darkness. "Not yet. B
Chronicles of Rohan: The Birth of the True Alpha Chapter 3: The Change Begins
"Lucas, move. It found us."Dylan’s voice cracked, breath caught in his throat as his eyes locked onto the creature down the street."What the hell is that?" Lucas whispered, his voice trembling.The thing didn’t move, but it didn’t have to. Its burning red eyes cut through the dark like twin torches, searing into Lucas’s spine, freezing him in place. The air around them grew heavy, charged, like the calm before a storm."Dylan," Lucas reached for him without looking away. "Tell me that thing is not here for me.""Come on," Dylan said grimly, his grip tightening on Lucas’s arm. "We’re not sticking around to find out."He yanked Lucas toward him, urgency in his voice."Run!"The command hit Lucas like a slap to the face, and before he could think, they were off. Their feet slapped against the pavement as they tore down the street, heartbeats pounding in sync with their frantic footfalls. The neighborhood seemed hollow, lifeless. Not a single light on. Nothing."Where are we going?" Luc
Chronicles of Rohan: The Birth of the True Alpha Chapter 4: The First Shift
“You can’t stop it once it begins,” Dylan said. “You’re shifting. It’s already in motion, Lucas.”Lucas stumbled back, his legs giving out beneath him. His spine bent unnaturally as he crashed to the cold floor, his body convulsing violently. He gasped, choking on his own breath as a searing pain tore through him like fire igniting from within.“No! What’s happening to me?” he rasped, his voice strained and desperate. His fingernails thickened, darkened, and sharpened into points like curved daggers. His skin rippled. Muscle spasms traveling under the surface like snakes, twisting his limbs in angles they weren’t meant to bend.Then came the snap, his jaw dislocated with a sickening crunch as his teeth lengthened into brutal fangs, jagged and wild.He screamed. But the scream wasn't human.It was deep, guttural, torn from somewhere primal. Like something had clawed its way out of his soul and taken over, replacing the boy he was with something monstrous.Dylan didn’t flinch. He crouc
Chronicles of Rohan: The Birth of the True Alpha Chapter 5: The Fear Within
"Found him."The words came like a knife through silence.Lucas didn’t move. His back was pressed against the wall.Dylan crouched low, hand already gripping the hunting knife at his ankle."You sure it’s him?" a voice muttered outside the cabin."You think I forgot the scent?" another replied, darker, closer."It’s him. He’s inside. I can feel it."Lucas tensed.Dylan whispered, barely audible, "Five of them. One’s lighter. Tracker.""You hear their footsteps?"Lucas nodded. Barely. His pulse roared in his ears."When they come in, don’t think, move," Dylan said. "I’ll distract them and you crawl. Go under there" Dylan said pointing towards a trapdoor.Lucas hissed, "What if they shoot?""Then pray I get to them first."Footsteps stopped just outside the door.A cold voice cut through the air."Step out now, and we end it clean. Keep hiding, and we start pulling fingers."Lucas inhaled through his teeth. "They're not bluffing."Dylan’s voice sharpened. "Neither am I."A shadow passed
Chronicles of Rohan: The Birth of the True Alpha Chapter 6: The Hunters Shadow
"You gonna say something, or just keep staring like I’m the one who dragged you into this?"Lucas blinked. The air felt heavier than before, like it had thickened the moment she spoke. He couldn’t decide if the tightness in his chest was fear or anger."You knew my name. You knew what I was," he said slowly. "That’s not normal."Skylar stood a few feet away, arms crossed, back pressed casually against the crumbling brick wall of the old warehouse. Her hoodie was dusty, one sleeve ripped along the seam, but her posture wasn’t careless. She stood with intent. Like someone who knew the room, the exits, the hiding spots and how to turn anything in it into a weapon. Lucas didn’t trust her. Not yet.Skylar arched a brow. "Neither is turning into a wolf and surviving your first shift without killing someone."Lucas stiffened. "So, you have been watching me."She shrugged, eyes flicking toward a shadow in the corner before returning to him. "Not just me. Others too. But I’m the one who got to
Chronicles of Rohan: The Birth of the True Alpha Chapter 7: Tracks in the Fog
“Keep your head down,” Skylar muttered, her voice low, eyes sweeping the tree line ahead. “They won’t stop now.”Lucas crouched behind her, heart pounding, mind racing.He bit back a reply. There wasn’t anything useful he could say anyway. After what he’d seen, after hearing his name come from the mouth of someone hunting him, he didn’t question the danger anymore. The doubt had been burned out of him. Every breath he took now was a stolen one."Why me?" he whispered, not really expecting an answer. “What do they want?” he asked again between sharp inhales.“They want control,” Skylar replied without breaking stride. “Your change got noticed. When the ripple got sent out. That caught attention. The wrong kind. You’re something they don’t understand. And that makes you a problem.”He didn’t reply. What could he say? Ever since that day, since the thing inside him woke up everything had changed. He didn’t even know what he was anymore. But apparently, someone else did.They moved again,
Chronicles of Rohan: The Birth of the True Alpha Chapter 8: The Map of Teeth and Claws
Lucas stirred awake to the smell of sulfur and stone. His back ached from sleeping on cold rock, and the darkness of the mine swallowed everything beyond a few feet of Dan’s flickering flashlight. The light bounced off jagged walls, casting eerie shadows that danced like phantoms.Skylar sat near the entrance, wide awake, sharpening a silver dagger with deliberate strokes. The scraping echoed faintly, a metallic whisper in the silence. She looked like she hadn’t slept at all, her eyes locked on the darkness ahead, as if daring it to move.Dan passed him a protein bar. “Breakfast of champions.”Lucas groaned as he tore open the wrapper. “Tastes like cardboard.”“You’re welcome.”Skylar didn’t turn. “Eat fast. We move in ten.”Lucas rubbed his eyes, trying to blink away the lingering exhaustion. “Where are we even going?”“To meet the contact Dylan trusted. If they’re still alive.”Dan leaned back against the cold stone. “Anyone else notice how often people we’re supposed to meet are ‘p
Chronicles of Rohan: The Birth of the True Alpha Chapter 9: Moonveil's Curse
"Keep moving!" Skylar shouted, ducking beneath a low-hanging branch.Lucas panted, his legs burning, boots slamming against wet earth. Behind him, the sound of pursuit never faded. Distant howls. Cracking branches. The echo of footsteps that didn’t belong to them.Dan ran beside him, keeping pace. “Remind me why we’re running toward a place called Moonveil? Sounds cursed.”“It is,” Skylar called back. “But the hunters avoid it. They think it’s haunted.”“Awesome,” Dan muttered. “That’s so comforting.”The forest thinned as they approached the ruins. What remained of Moonveil was barely more than shattered stones and crumbled archways buried in moss. A half-collapsed watchtower loomed over the clearing, and a thick fog clung to the ground like a second skin. The eerie silence that hung in the air was broken only by the soft crunch of their steps on the forest floor.Lucas slowed, his breath visible in the sudden drop of temperature. His heart thudded harder.“This place...” he whispere
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Chapter 17: The Witch Returns
Frost Hollow hummed with activity. Tents rustled in the cold wind, and the new war room glowed with quiet energy as wolves filed in and out, carrying relics, weapons, and maps recovered from the Silver fang vault.Lucas stood at the center table, inspecting an artifact—an obsidian ring etched with runes that pulsed faintly whenever he touched it.Skylar leaned against the wall, arms crossed. “That thing gives me bad vibes.”“It’s not reacting to me,” Lucas muttered. “But it’s reacting to something.”Dan entered, holding a scroll. “I don’t read ancient wolf-scratch, but this one was stored in a reinforced tube. That’s gotta mean something.”Dylan took the scroll and unrolled it. “These symbols... they’re not just werewolves. They’re mixed. Part of them are... witch marks.”Lucas blinked. “Witch marks?”Skylar straightened. “You think the Silver fangs worked with witches?”Dylan nodded slowly. “Not just worked. They were bound to them. There’s an old legend about a witch-wolf alliance d
Chapter 16: The First War Council
Lucas sat in silence as the others packed up their gear. The memory of Ashmoor’s vision burned behind his eyes like an ember that wouldn’t go out. He had seen the end. Their end. But only if they made the wrong moves.Skylar paced near the ridge. “Whatever that orb was... it gave you something. I saw the glow in your eyes.”“I saw us fall,” Lucas said quietly.Dan sat across from him. “That doesn’t mean we will. Visions change. Right? That’s how this stuff works?”Kalen stood with his arms crossed. “Not if we keep hesitating.”Lucas looked up. “Then we stop hesitating.”He rose, brushing ash from his coat.“We call a war council. One week from today. Every remaining pack. Every rogue willing to talk. Every hybrid. If they want a place in what comes next, they show up.”Dylan raised an eyebrow. “You think they’ll listen?”“They will,” Lucas said. “Or they’ll be left behind.”---The message went out that night. Through runners. Through howl echoes. Through the whisper network that stre
Chapter 15: The Road to Ashmoor
The sky was bruised purple by the time they began their journey to Ashmoor. Heavy clouds rolled above, painting the world in dark shades as the last light of the sun bled into the horizon. The wind carried a chill, sharp and biting, like a warning whispered from the heavens. Lucas stood at the edge of the ridge, his boots perched on cracked stone, staring into the horizon where black mountains loomed like silent watchers. His heart pounded, but his face was calm. The name alone chilled his blood—Ashmoor—a place whispered about in every pack tale, a place where Alphas went to die or disappear. Where legends bled into myths, and myths turned into nightmares. Dan stepped beside him, slinging his backpack over one shoulder, eyes flicking toward the dark valley below. “So... just to be clear. We’re going to a haunted Alpha graveyard that no one’s ever returned from?” Lucas didn’t look away from the view. His voice was quiet, but steady. “Pretty much.” Dan sighed, rubbing the b
Chapter 14: The Silent One
The man with pale eyes didn’t move.Lucas stared back, heart racing. Something about him didn’t fit. He wasn’t kneeling like the others. He didn’t speak. He didn’t blink.There was a strange stillness about him—an intensity that hummed just beneath the surface. Not threatening. Not welcoming. Just… unreadable.Skylar whispered, “You see it too?”Lucas nodded slowly. “Yeah.”The air between them grew heavy.Dylan stepped forward, voice low and wary. “That’s Kalen. Former second-in-command of the Crimson Fangs. He vanished after the blood cull.”Dan looked confused. “Should we be worried?”Skylar answered, “Very.”The fire crackled. Sparks danced into the sky as Kalen finally stepped forward, his boots crunching over frost-bitten leaves. He moved with calm precision, each step deliberate.Lucas tensed, feeling the shift rise inside him. Not fear—something older. Recognition. Like an old dream resurfacing.Kalen stopped a few feet away.“You bear the mark,” he said finally, voice like st
Chapter 13: The Pact of Shadows
Smoke still clung to Lucas’s jacket. The underground lab had collapsed into fire and ash, but the truth it revealed burned hotter. Someone had been watching them—long before the first shift, before the first attack. This wasn’t just about werewolves anymore. It was about control. Experimentation. War. They made camp near the edge of Blackroot Ravine. Dan set up a fire while Skylar stood guard. Dylan sat with his back against a tree, still pale but recovering. Lucas stayed silent, staring into the flames. “Talk to me,” Dan finally said. Lucas didn’t look away from the fire. “They knew who I was before I did. They were studying me. Preparing.” Skylar tossed a twig into the flames. “They were building weapons. Using wolves like parts.” Dylan added, “And the Ash Queen... she’s tied to all of this. Malcolm Sire didn’t just want control. He wanted her power.” Lucas stood. “Then we stop him. All of them.” Skylar raised a brow. “And how do you plan to do that?” Lucas looked
Chapter 12: The Coordinates of Death
The forest was darker here.Lucas gripped the note tighter, the ink slightly smudged by rain and sweat. The coordinates led them deep into Thalindor’s forgotten outskirts—a place not even Skylar had mapped. The trees loomed taller, their branches clawing at the sky like skeletal fingers. The air was thick, charged with something old and watching.Dylan led the way, every step silent, every breath measured. He moved like a shadow, every motion precise, as if the forest itself might lash out at the wrong sound.Dan, ever the mood-breaker, tried to lighten the tension. “I’m just saying—if we’re walking into a trap, we could at least bring snacks.”Skylar gave him a sideways glance sharp enough to cut. “If we die, I hope you choke on your chips first.”Lucas smiled faintly despite the weight in his chest. “If there’s danger ahead, we face it together. No surprises. No splits.”Their boots crunched over moss and cracked twigs as they reached a clearing. Moss grew over remnants of something
Chapter 11: Trust and Truth
Lucas whispered, his voice barely audible over the rushing blood in his ears, “The blood war. And someone... someone worse than Carver.” Dylan’s face paled as he stared at Lucas, his breath catching in his throat. “A female Alpha?” Lucas nodded, his mind still reeling from the vision. “She saw me. I think... she’s waiting.” Skylar’s expression turned grim, determination hardening in her features. “Then we need to find her first.” Dan, still shaking from the blast, helped Dylan up again. “We’re running out of time.” Lucas glanced down at the symbol burned into the ground—a faint scar of his family crest, now joined by another mark. A spiral of thorns. Skylar cursed softly under her breath. “That’s the symbol of the Nightfang clan. They haven’t been seen in decades.” Dylan nodded, his face dark with understanding. “Because they were wiped out.” Lucas shook his head slowly. “Then someone survived.”By the time they reached the edge of Hollow Pike, the rain had stopped. Mist clung
Chapter 10: Blood on the Leaves
Rain began to fall. It started as a light drizzle, then picked up until the trees of Moonveil hissed and dripped, masking every footstep in a chorus of water hitting leaves. The forest around them, usually so dense and quiet, now felt different—alive in a way that made Lucas uneasy. Lucas adjusted the hood of his jacket as they left the ruins behind. His muscles ached from the fight with Carver, but something else had awakened in him. A hunger. Not for violence—but for answers. The kind of answers he couldn’t even articulate yet, but deep down, he knew they were waiting for him. The kind that had been buried in his past, hidden even from him. Skylar moved ahead, silent and watchful, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings, always alert. Her long, dark hair was matted to her shoulders, water streaming down in thin rivulets. Lucas couldn’t help but admire her resilience, even if he didn’t fully understand her motivations. She was a mystery, wrapped in a veil of secrecy. Dan walked
Chapter 9: Moonveil's Curse
"Keep moving!" Skylar shouted, ducking beneath a low-hanging branch.Lucas panted, his legs burning, boots slamming against wet earth. Behind him, the sound of pursuit never faded. Distant howls. Cracking branches. The echo of footsteps that didn’t belong to them.Dan ran beside him, keeping pace. “Remind me why we’re running toward a place called Moonveil? Sounds cursed.”“It is,” Skylar called back. “But the hunters avoid it. They think it’s haunted.”“Awesome,” Dan muttered. “That’s so comforting.”The forest thinned as they approached the ruins. What remained of Moonveil was barely more than shattered stones and crumbled archways buried in moss. A half-collapsed watchtower loomed over the clearing, and a thick fog clung to the ground like a second skin. The eerie silence that hung in the air was broken only by the soft crunch of their steps on the forest floor.Lucas slowed, his breath visible in the sudden drop of temperature. His heart thudded harder.“This place...” he whispere