BloodMoon: Captivated by the Forbidden Lycan Alpha
Chapter 189: LILY AND HER UNCLE SAM CREST

Chapter 189: LILY AND HER UNCLE SAM CREST

{ "Until we learn to love the real and protect it, we can’t survive."}

"It’s time. "We all listened as Ralph spoke.

He stepped forward toward the water, toward Regal. I didn’t understand what I was seeing. At first, I thought he was just moving to flank the line, maybe support the beasts with his usual feral bravado. But then he stopped at the shoreline, dropped to one knee, and pressed his palm into the flame-lit surf.

And everything changed as his body shuddered. A low, rumbling growl crawled up his throat. Bones cracked not with the brutal noise of a normal shift, but something deeper, older. It was like the very earth recognized him, the way the fire bent and shimmered around his form. Fur spread over his arms like ink in water. His spine lengthened, shoulders broadening until his body towered over us. Horns curled from his temples, not like a demon, but like a crown curved and proud. His eyes, when they opened again, glowed brighter than the fire itself.

Gasps rippled through the ranks. Even Mortas took a step back. Bella whispered something that sounded like "No damn way." Wave just stood there, jaw clenched, silent in awe.

But General Tiger didn’t move as he stood tall, arms crossed over his chest, expression unreadable until the corners of his mouth twitched. Just slightly. That small curl of a smile said everything. Pride. Absolute, unshakable pride.

No orders. No salute. Just a bond. Quiet and ancient. His mate had answered the call of the flame, and Tiger let the moment speak for itself. Ralph, in his Rogourau form, strode into the water and joined the line beside Regal without hesitation. The fire greeted him like it knew him. And all I could do was stare, breath caught in my chest, as the last missing piece of the fire wall stepped into place and blazed.

"You’re all wondering why," Tiger said, his voice steady but heavy with meaning. "Why now? Why did Ralph only shift now?

We all nodded, even though none of us could find the words. Ralph, who had always been a wild card, had just revealed himself to be something far older, far more powerful than any of us had known. And now, there was something in the air that felt different. Sacred. Tiger’s gaze softened, just for a second, and I knew it wasn’t just about Ralph. It was about all of us, about the land, the beasts, and the Bay shifters who called this place home.

"The Rogourau beasts don’t just protect the land because they can. They protect it because they swore to," Tiger continued, his voice growing more intense with each word. "When we first came here, when my ancestors first set foot on these shores, the Rogourau made a pact with us. A blood pact. The shifters, the Rogourau beasts, are bound to this land," Tiger went on. "They are more than protectors. They are guardians. No harm, no threat will ever come to this place without them answering it. No matter what it costs them."

I could feel the truth of his words vibrating in the air. The fire around us wasn’t just magic—it was their promise. The land itself was alive with it, the Rogourau magic flowing like veins of molten gold beneath the surface.

"They will never let harm come to the Bay shifters," Tiger said, his voice quiet but unbreakable. "Not while we stand with them. Not while we honor the pact."

But before we could even digest the magnitude of it, a shout broke through the air, sharp and full of urgency. A commander from the army sprinted toward us, his face grim and streaked with sweat, his breath coming in ragged bursts. His boots left marks in the sand, kicking up small clouds as he moved fast, almost stumbling in his haste. The air shifted as he arrived, the sudden tension clear in the way he looked at Tiger.

"General, it’s urgent," the commander said, his voice strained.

Tiger’s gaze never wavered, his posture calm despite the rising tension in the air. "Speak, Commander."

The commander paused for a breath, his eyes flicking around at the gathered shifters before turning to Commander Belle. His voice was low, the kind of voice that carried the weight of something terrible about to be revealed. "Sam and Lily Crest," he said, and the name struck me like a blow to the chest. The twins—always a little too eager, too quick to disappear into the night, too secretive. Something about them had never sat right with me, but I’d never suspected this.

Belle’s posture stiffened immediately, her sharp eyes narrowing. "What about them?"

The commander’s mouth tightened. "We believe they were trying to infiltrate our lands, bringing vampires with them in secret."

There was a collective intake of breath. The Paradise Coven had always been a dangerous ally, their loyalty as fickle as the tides. But the idea that Sam and Lily, both members of the Shifter council, would betray our pack to the vampires was beyond comprehension.

I looked at Belle, who stood frozen for just a moment. Her jaw tightened, hands bawling into fists at her sides, the fury burning in her eyes. But her voice when she spoke was ice cold, controlled. "How far have they gotten?" she asked, her words measured, like every syllable held a dangerous edge.

The commander’s face was set with grim resolution. "They were caught attempting to sneak into the Bay shifter pack with a group of vampires. We intercepted them just outside our borders. Luckily, we were prepared."

Belle’s eyes narrowed; her teeth clenched. "We’ll deal with them. This betrayal will not go unanswered and my guess is that this is a diversion."

I could feel the tension in the air shift, the weight of what Belle said sinking into all of us. The betrayal wasn’t just a slap in the face, it was a warning. The vampires were making moves, and the shifters’ unity was about to be tested in ways we hadn’t anticipated. Belle turned, her gaze sweeping over the gathered commanders and soldiers, her voice cutting through the tension like a blade.

"Prepare a team. We’re going after them." She shot a look at the commander who’d just arrived, and then at General Tiger. "No one betrays the Bay shifters and walks away. Take them down and lock them down in the Bay Shifter jail.

The air buzzed with energy, the weight of the command hanging over us. I felt it deep in my bones—this wasn’t just about Sam and Lily anymore. It was about sending a message. The vampires had crossed a line, and now, we would make them pay for it. I glanced at Belle, her eyes still hard as steel, and I knew one thing for certain: she would raze the ground before anyone tried to betray the Bay shifter pack.

The sun dipped below the horizon, staining the sky with blood-red hues. The fire wall roared on; an unrelenting blaze set by the Rogourau beasts. It cut through the night like a living force, flames licking the air, their heat crackling in the tense silence. We stood on the front lines, eyes locked on the enemy vampires who had just learned they couldn’t break us.

The vampires were in retreat, but I could feel their frustration, their hunger to fight. They regrouped in the shadows, planning, assessing, waiting for any sign of weakness. The fire burned unyieldingly, but they wouldn’t give up. They never did.

"They’ll come again," Wave muttered beside me, voice rough with the same cold resolve that ran through every warrior here.

"They will not give up," I replied, my gaze never leaving the enemy. The fire kept us safe, but it was only a reprieve. They’d circle back, try to strike at the heart of us under the cover of night. I knew it.

General Tiger stood with his back straight, eyes narrowing at the enemy lines. His presence was a silent command, a reminder that we had no intention of yielding. Beside him, Ralph had moved to stand next to him, fully in his Rogourau form, a mountain of raw power. His eyes burned like coals in the smoke-filled air, ready to strike. Every beast, every soldier, stood in unison, a wall of resolve.

"They’ll test the wall," Tiger’s voice carried through the ranks, low and steady. "Foolishly again"

I could see their restless movement, their figures huddled together like soldiers discussing tactics. The fire was a barrier, yes, but it was also a challenge. A gauntlet thrown. They’d try to find a crack in it, exploit some weakness. The fire was powerful, but the vampires were relentless. I shifted my stance, feeling the ground firm beneath my boots. The wind picked up, carrying the heavy scent of smoke. No matter what came next, we were not moving.

A snap of a twig broke the heavy silence. My eyes flicked toward it, but it was only Commander Belle, moving toward us with the calm fury of a seasoned leader.

"How did it go?" I said, my voice edged with the weight of what we all knew was inevitable.

Belle’s eyes, sharp as ever, turned toward the horizon. "Sam and Lily Crest are locked up for now, and I have a feeling they are the ones who gave vampires the entry maps into the Bay shifter pack.

Ralph gave a low, deep growl, his massive form shifting as the fire crackled around him. Regal, along with the other Rogourau beasts, stood as immovable as mountains, their eyes glowing with the power of the pact they had made long ago. The fire, their magic, burned like a brand across the night.

"They know they can’t break through," Wave said, voice low, but the edge was clear.

"They’re not stupid," I replied, eyes fixed on their retreating forms. "But we’re not moving."

The last rays of daylight vanished, and the darkness swallowed us whole, but the fire remained a blazing reminder that we were still here, still standing. The vampires had thought they could break us, but we were stronger than they realized. They could regroup, gather more forces, but they would not breach this line. Not tonight. Not while the Rogourau beasts stood with us. This land would be defended, no matter the cost. We had sworn it. And in this moment, the world would learn one thing: we fight to the last breath, and we do not yield.

" Bring it on damn blood sucking creatures" I growled

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