They tell their children not to wander after dusk.They carve charms from iron and hang them over their doors. They whisper prayers before they step into the trees, for in the valley, the shadows do not sleep. To humans, the war wolves are not tribes, not families, not heirs of an ancient bloodline. They are…
Love Across the Battle Line: The Forbidden Alpha Heir & Heiress
The valley was carved in blood long before they were born.The Alpha of the Blackfang pack raised his son to be a weapon. The Alpha of the Redclaw forged his daughter into steel. From the moment they opened their eyes, they were told the other was their enemy. And yet fate does not bow to…
The War Wives: Voices Behind the Forgotten Moon
We are the voices that echo long after the battle drums fall silent.When the men march into the valley, it is we who bind their wounds, raise their heirs, and whisper to the moon when no one else dares to pray. They call us war wives, as if that name alone can hold the weight…
The War Wolves of the Valley: A Legacy Written in Blood
The valley has always been stained with blood.Long before the humans raised their torches, long before the hunters sharpened their silver, two mighty packs carved their empires into the soil. The north, where the pine forests grow thick and shadowed, belongs to the Blackfang pack. Their warriors move like smoke, striking swift and silent. To…