Jonathan Stilldon

"We must prevent this dispute from escalating," Alpha Grey remarked seriously. "Too many lives have been lost, and our packs cannot sustain any more casualties."

Nathaniel agreed, but his demeanor remained restrained. "I concur," he said dispassionately. "But understand this, Alpha Grey: this truce is only a temporary solution. Our packs' frustrations are deep and will not be easily ignored.".....................

In the heart of a shared territory where packs clash for control and lineage seals one's fate, a timid young woman got caught up in a web of political plots and the weight of her family's expectations. Eleanor's dreams of a life filled with love and liberty seem distant, as she is bound by a commitment to marry Nathaniel Blackwood, the fearsome alpha of the opposing Blackmoon pack.

Destiny, however, has different intentions. Eleanor's life takes an unexpected turn when she meets Lucas Blackwood, Nathaniel's estranged younger sibling. 
As Eleanor and Lucas explore the murky depths of pack politics and the complexity of blood bonds, they uncover unsettling revelations about their own heritage. Damon Blackwood, another Blackwood Scion, joins them, plagued by his past and torn between devotion and a thirst for power. 
But, as Nathaniel's ruthless grip tightens, the trio's hopes for love and autonomy are jeopardized. Every move was dangerous, and their alliances were strained to the limit. 
"Queen of the Pack" offers an enthralling tale that weaves together themes of affection, self-sacrifice, and the path to discovering oneself.
Can Eleanor and Lucas beat the odds to carve out their own path, or will Nathaniel's dictatorial authority crush their hopes to dust? This is a journey where loyalty is tested, alliances are made, and a pack's destiny is on the line.

QUEEN OF THE PACK

The team was frozen in place by the chill sent through them by the roar reverberating through the clearing. The Silver Guardian's ears flicked, its golden eyes surveying the forest with a blend of wariness and preparedness. Roark, the stranger, squinted his eyes, his face showing a thoughtful look, while scanning his surroundings. 


Alex urgently whispered to Eleanor, "We must go." "This is dangerous." 


 Eleanor gave a slight nod, her thoughts rushing. The arrival of the Silver Guardian had already caused doubt in their mission, but now, with the intimidating roar coming from the forest's depths, the situation had become even more intense. Looking at Roark, she noticed he appeared unaware of the peril. 


"Roark," she said firmly, her voice steady, "you must go." At this moment, "We are guarding this area, and you are not wanted here." 


ANCIEENT RIFT