Chapter 80: THE WEAKENING
Chapter 80: The Weakening
The news spread faster than wildfire. By sunrise, every pack within a hundred miles knew the truth: the Alpha triplets had lost their strength.
The blood bond was broken. The strongest wolves in the area were now as weak as humans.
Liana stood at the main hall window, watching messenger ravens circle overhead like hawks. Each black bird brought the same message to different packs: The Shadowfang Alphas are vulnerable. Now is the time to strike. "Seventeen challenges arrived this morning," Talia reported, setting a stack of formal letters on the table.
"The Bloodclaw Pack wants our eastern area. The Ironback Pack demands our water rights. And the Nightshade Pack..." She paused, looking sick. "They want you." "Want me?" Liana turned from the window. "As their Luna. They say a true Alpha bloodline should claim you, not three weak brothers."
Rage flashed through Liana’s chest. "Over my dead body." "That might be arranged sooner than you think."
The voice came from the hallway. Marcus, the pack’s Second Beta, stepped into the room with five other top wolves behind him. His gray beard was properly groomed, his stance proud and challenging. "We need to talk." Liana straightened her shoulders. "Then talk." "This pack needs real direction.
Not some omega girl playing dress-up while our true Alphas heal." Marcus’s words carried the authority of someone used to being obeyed. "Step aside. Let the adult wolves handle this crisis." "The adult wolves?" Liana’s words stayed calm, but her hands clenched into fists. "You mean the same adult wolves who let Lyra control the pack for months?
The same ones who almost got Rowan killed?" "Watch your tone," growled Beta Harrison, Marcus’s best ally. "You’re still just an omega." "No." The word came out harder than Liana meant.