BloodMoon: Captivated by the Forbidden Lycan Alpha
Chapter 149: THE LYCAN’S POWER

Chapter 149: THE LYCAN’S POWER

{ "Power is only given to those who are prepared to lower themselves to pick it up".}

The army station stood at the heart of the Bay Shifter territory, its towering wooden gates reinforced with iron, its walls lined with sentries on high alert. Even before I stepped inside, I could feel the weight of what awaited me, the tension in the air thick enough to taste. The moment I crossed the threshold, the hushed conversations around the war table ceased. All eyes turned to me.

Commander Flora stood at the head of the table, arms crossed, her gaze sharp and assessing. Beside her, General Tiger leaned forward, his fingers splayed over the map of our lands, the lines of his face etched with concern. Around them, the commanders and generals of Bay Shifter Pack sat in rigid silence, waiting.

I didn’t bother with pleasantries as I pulled out a chair and took my seat, my voice cutting through the stillness. "Tell me what we know."

Tiger exhaled, glancing at Flora before speaking. "The vampire army has been mobilizing along the outer reaches of Paradise Coven. We’ve received reports of small skirmishes along the borderlands, nothing full-scale yet, but it’s only a matter of time."

Flora nodded grimly. "They’re testing us. Pushing at our defenses, looking for weaknesses. They won’t stop until they find one."

I clenched my jaw. "Then we don’t give them one."

Wave shifted in his seat. "And what about Blood Stone Mountain?" His voice was steady, but I could see the unease in his eyes. "Rou’s warning wasn’t just about the vampires. Something else is stirring."

The table fell into an uneasy silence, and I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling slowly. "Rou wasn’t exaggerating. The evil beneath that mountain isn’t just an old legend. It’s real. And it’s waking up." A murmur of unease rippled through the group. Even the most hardened warriors couldn’t ignore the chill that settled over the room. Tiger’s expression darkened. "Then we’re fighting a war on two fronts."

Flora’s fingers tapped against the edge of the table. "Which means we need a plan. We can’t just react; we must be ahead of this."

I nodded. "Agreed. We fortify our borders, strengthen our alliances, and keep every warrior on high alert. If the vampires come, we’ll be ready. But more importantly, we figure out exactly what’s lurking in that mountain before it has a chance to crawl out."

"Yes, Alpha," They all responded, and the sound echoed in the room.

I rose from my seat, planting both hands on the war table as I let my gaze sweep over the gathered leaders of the Bay Shifter Pack. Their faces were carved from stone—strong, unwavering but I could feel the tension humming beneath their exteriors. They knew. Felt it, just as I did. I exhaled slowly, then spoke. "We don’t have the luxury of doubt anymore. This isn’t just another border skirmish, and it’s not just the vampires testing our patience." My voice hardened. "This is something worse. Something ancient. And it threatens all of us."

Flora crossed her arms, nodding grimly. "The evil in Blood Stone Mountain."

My gaze darted across the room. "Yes. And it’s waking up."

A few murmurs spread through the table, but I silenced them with a sharp look. "I need every single one of you to understand, this is no ordinary threat. It doesn’t care about packs, clans, or species. If we don’t act now, we’ll be fighting for more than just Bay Shifter lands. We’ll be fighting for survival."

Tiger leaned forward, his fingers curling into fists. "What are we dealing with, exactly?"

I hesitated, not because I didn’t have an answer, but because saying it aloud made it feel real. "Rou uncovered part of it when he escaped the Paradise Coven prison. He saw things and heard things about something buried deep beneath Blood Stone Mountain. Something that was never meant to be disturbed." My voice dropped into a growl. "But someone has disturbed it. And now, it’s stirring."

Wave’s jaw clenched. "And the vampires?"

I exhaled sharply. "They’re either blind to the danger, or they think they can control it. Either way, we can’t let them drag us into their war while this evil festers in our backyard." I straightened, letting my voice ring with authority. "From this moment on, we defend Bay Shifter lands at all costs. We double our defenses, reinforce every weak point, and we do not tolerate traitors." My gaze hardened. "If anyone thinks of betraying their own, of selling out this pack for power or greed, they will be dealt with."

Flora nodded firmly. "Agreed."

Tiger let out a slow breath, then looked around the table. "So, we prepare. We fight. And we win."

One of the Deputy Generals, Marek, cleared his throat and finally said what was on everyone’s mind. "There’s been talk," he started, his tone careful but firm. "Rumors circulating through the pack."

I exhaled slowly, already knowing where this was going. "What kind of rumors?"

Marek met my gaze. "That you’re mated, and you announce it at the Bay shifter council hall.

Silence settled over the room, heavy and expectant.t Anandi let the words sit between us for a moment before responding. "And that’s the biggest concern we have right now?" My voice was calm, but the edge was unmistakable. "Not the war building at our borders? Not the fact that we’re about to face an enemy we barely understand? But rumors?"

Flora smirked slightly but said nothing as General Tiger, ever the pragmatic one, sighed. "Tor, you know how this works. Whether or not it’s true, the pack is talking. And in times like these, what they believe matters."

I clenched my jaw, rolling my shoulders back. "Then let them talk. It doesn’t change anything."

Marek wasn’t so easily swayed. "If you are mated, it changes everything. Your mate would be a target. The pack would see you differently. They’d expect different things from you." He leaned forward, his gaze unwavering. "So, tell us now. Is it true?"

I let my gaze sweep the room, meeting every pair of eyes that looked back at me. My heartbeat was steady, my expression unreadable. And then, with deliberate calm, I said, "What matters right now is securing our lands and preparing for the battles ahead. Nothing else."

Marek exhaled, clearly unsatisfied, but he didn’t push further. The others exchanged glances, but no one spoke. Flora finally broke the silence, shaking her head with a chuckle. "You always did know how to dodge a question, Tor."

I didn’t respond to that. Instead, I pushed back my chair, standing tall. "If we’re done with distractions, let’s focus on what matters."

The war room had been filled with the steady hum of discussion, but the moment Commander Flint spoke, a hush fell over the table.

His voice was measured, but there was a weight behind it, something careful, something uncertain. "There’s something we haven’t addressed yet."

I leaned back in my chair, arms crossed. "Then speak plainly, Commander."

Flint hesitated for a beat before locking eyes with me. "Your Lycan powers."

A ripple of tension spread through the room, and I didn’t move, didn’t react, but I could feel the shift in the air, the silent exchanges between the commanders and generals. Flint continued, choosing his words carefully. "The old prophecies... they warned of a time when the return of a true Lycan would bring either salvation or destruction. And with the evil stirring in Blood Stone Mountain." He exhaled sharply. "There are concerns that it’s you the darkness is looking for."

I let the words settle, the weight of them pressing against my chest, but my face remained unreadable. Finally, I spoke. "Do you believe that?"

Flint held my gaze, but I saw the hesitation in his stance, the uncertainty in his shoulders. "I don’t know what to believe. But the pack is watching, Tor. They know what you are. And they fear what it could mean."

Tiger’s voice rumbled from the other end of the table. "We don’t operate on fear. We operate on facts." His tone was sharp and dismissive, but even he knew this wasn’t something that would go away with a simple command.

Flora tapped her fingers against the table, thoughtful. "What if there’s truth to it?" Her gaze flicked to me, assessing. "What if Blood Stone Mountain isn’t just waking up because of dark magic or old evils? What if it’s calling to you?"

I exhaled slowly, keeping my voice even. "Then it will have to wait in a damn line."

A few low chuckles broke the tension, but the unease remained. I stood then, letting my gaze sweep the room. "I am Lycan. That is not a secret. But I am also Alpha of the Bay Shifter Pack and one of your Deputy Generals. That is what matters." I leaned forward, my voice lowering. "The only thing that threatens these lands is hesitation. Doubt. We cannot afford either."

Flint nodded slowly, though the unease in his eyes didn’t fade completely. "Then let’s hope the prophecy was wrong."

I smirked, though there was no humor in it. "Prophecies don’t decide our fate. We do." With that, the discussion moved forward, but I knew the seed had already been planted.

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