Serena Blythewood

Freya was the youngest hunter of the Frostfang Tribe, yet she concealed a dangerous truth—she was a descendant of the legendary "Silver-Blooded," whose blood could awaken the slumbering Wolf God. To protect this secret, she never transformed in front of others, relying only on her arrows in battle, enduring scorn and ridicule behind her back. During a sudden ambush, Freya was wounded while saving Theo, the war chief's son. After secretly using her blood to heal him, she vanished without a trace. When Theo awoke, all he remembered were those icy blue eyes in the mist—yet he mistakenly believed his savior to be another noble maiden, Eileen.

Silverblood Exile

Spring crept into Frostfang not with warmth, but with silence.


Meltwater carved new streams through the tundra. Stone paths cracked under sudden thaw. And in the heart of the Citadel, the archives opened for the first time in decades—revealing more than dust and old scrolls.


Beneath a collapsed library wall, a Silver Watch scout uncovered a sealed vault, engraved in forgotten runes. The moment Freya touched the sigil, it pulsed faintly—reacting to the last remnants of Silver Blood in her veins.


Inside, they found ledgers, scrolls, maps... and proof.


Freya sat at the long stone table, fingers trembling as she read the carefully preserved records.


“They came from further east,” she murmured, eyes scanning the parchment. “Past the mountain curtain. Whole clans of silver-veined wolves. They weren’t born cursed. They were exiled here.”


Theo stood behind her, reading over her shoulder.


Chapter 17: Blood‑Moon Revelation