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Ashes of the Alpha

Ashes of the Alpha

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The First Binding was meant to keep the world safe. But with the return of the Hollow Moon, everything is shifting. Araya Vale is an orphan, haunted by vivid dreams of wolves, fire, and an ancient curse she doesn't understand. When the bloodline of her forgotten ancestors awakens, Araya finds herself torn between a past she can't remember and a destiny she never chose. As the last of the Silverborn, she holds the key to breaking the curse that binds the Lycans to the earth-if only she can survive long enough to learn its truth. Kael Draven, once the proud Alpha of the Crimson Fang, carries the weight of an ancient betrayal. Exiled and powerless, he now walks a lonely path between man and monster. When he meets Araya, the connection is undeniable-yet the secrets of the past might tear them apart before they can ever truly come together. But they're not the only ones vying for control. Lucien Vire, a ruthless Alpha of the Black Hollow pack, will stop at nothing to claim Araya's blood and use it to complete the Second Binding-a ritual that could bring him unimaginable power. And as the moon rises, old enemies, long-hidden truths, and ancient forces will collide in a battle that could destroy everything they hold dear. The Lycan curse is awakening. And only those who dare to face the ashes of the past can hope to survive the flames of the future.

Chapter 1 Prologue

They say the night it happened, the moon bled fire.

It was the end of an age. An era when Lycans ruled the forests, not as beasts-but as kings. They walked in twilight, between man and moon, cloaked in strength that pulsed with the wild heart of the earth. The packs were many. The bloodlines pure. The power divine. Until the hunger grew stronger than the bond.

And one of their own broke the Oath.

He was called Maelor, firstborn of the Crimson Fang, beloved of the Moonmother, and the most powerful Alpha to walk the shadowed paths. His howl could fracture stone. His gaze could silence storms. But power is a greedy lover-it does not come without cost.

The legend says he sought more.

The Silverborn had warned them. "The old gods do not sleep-they burn. And should one draw too deeply from the root of the world, they will awaken. And they will demand their due."

But Maelor didn't listen.

He devoured forbidden rites. Carved runes into the bones of the ancient. Drew blood beneath a dead moon. And when the Ritual of Ash was complete, he returned-not as wolf, not as man-but as a godbound thing made of teeth and shadow. His howl turned pack against pack. Brother against brother. Mate against mate.

The forests burned. The rivers wept black.

And so the First Binding was born.

Seven Alphas-rivals in blood, bound in war-stood together beneath the Hollow Moon and did what had never been done: They called upon the Moonmother herself. They offered their own shifts, their primal inheritance, their very souls to bind Maelor beneath the earth.

They won. But it wasn't victory. It was sacrifice.

One by one, the Alphas burned their gifts. Their packs lost the shift. The wild in them dimmed. The power passed into ash.

They buried Maelor's body in a sacred grove, his heart separated and cast into the sea. His bones scattered across the lands in secret. His name stricken from every tongue.

But the curse remained.

Every century, the Hollow Moon returns. And with it, the risk of awakening him once more.

That was the price of the First Binding:

The packs were silenced. The shift was sealed.

And the wild was forgotten.

Until now.

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They call her Araya.

She doesn't remember the forest. She doesn't remember the howl.

But the blood in her veins does.

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