SIDONNIE’S POV


    His voice, deep andmanding, sliced through the air, breaking thefortable. silence that had


    enveloped us.


    “I ammanding you, Sidonnic Xander, a member of the Moon Shade Pack to stop there this


    instant,” he said, and at that very moment, annoyance wed at the edges of myposure. I shifted


    ufortably, my eyes briefly meeting his, and a silent exchange conveyed my reluctance. On a


    normal day, I wouldn’t have answered him but the moment he used themand as an Alpha, I was


    left with no choice.


    In Moon Shade, anyone who disobeys an Alpha’smand could possibly have their family punished


    in their stead or with them and I didn’t want that for my parents. I have caused them enough trouble by


    leaving them three years ago even after knowing that I’m the only child they had.


    The atmosphere felt charged with an unspoken tension as I hesitated, contemting whether to grant


    him the chance for dialogue when he began to question me. His presence alone had been an


    unsettling force, and the prospect of engaging in a conversation with him heightened my difort.


    However, I couldn’t escape the dreadful butterflies that fluttered in the pit of my stomach, their erratic


    movements mirroring the turmoil within, kudos to the mate bond between us. The mere thought of


    delving into a discussion with Alpha Carlyle set my nerves on edge. What was he about to ask? I could


    tell. What hiddenplexitiesy beneath the surface of hisposed demeanor?


    As I reluctantly agreed to his conversation but answering his questions, my mind raced, anticipating the


    twists and turns that this conversation might take.


    Each step closer to the impending dialogue felt like walking on a tightrope for some reasons, with the


    potential for a precarious fall.


    We discussed at length and he apologized, stating his want for us to mate and for me to be his Luna. I


    thought of it for a while and requested for more time after deciding to agree to his request for the sake


    of Mason. I couldn’t just get back to him like that without restraint.


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    The journey to thend of Aridah was a bit stressful as my legs began to ache not long into the journey


    especially when we wanted to climb the Mountain of Canth. But I was ready to give it all it takes to


    follow him, not after persuading him incessantly before he agreed for me tog along.


    On the way, I discovered myself bonding with him as we talked, with me opening up to him. He was fun


    to be with as a normal person and I kind of liked hispany.


    Getting to thend of Aridah, everywhere seemed tense and cold. I tightened my grip around Carlyle’s


    palm as we rocerded forward.


    “I don’t know why I have a bad feeling about this ce” I muttered, staring around intently.


    “Perhaps its because of the resentment of the beings residing there. You know, they’ve been locked up


    for so long and are very angry at every other being right now.” Carlyle suggested but I doubted it. The


    feelings I had was something more than that but I couldn’ty my fingers on it.


    As we ventured closer, a distant glow pierced the darkness, capturing our attention.


    “What’s that?” I gestured toward the radiant light, curiosity etched across my face. His eyes followed


    my pointing finger, and with a sense of urgency, he replied, quickening his pace.


    “That’s the seal that bounded them in,”


    By now, the clock had struck past midnight, casting an eerie shadow over the unfolding


    events.


    As we circled the area, marveling at the ethereal glow, we eventually halted at a specific point. I


    couldn’t help but express my awe at the situation.


    “I can’t believe some beings actually live in such confinement,” I remarked, my voice. filled with both


    disbelief and fascination.


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    “They do,” he affirmed, a solemn undertone in his voice. My curiosity overflowed, prompting me to


    inquire further.


    “How do they survive? Their food, obtaining resources, learning new things….how do they live? I heard


    they’ve been confined in there for decades.”


    “I really can’t tell about that, Donnie. I wasn’t born when the incident happened. All I can say is that


    they brought it upon themselves.” His response held a mysterious weight. I couldn’t let this assertion go


    unquestioned.


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    “Why would you say that when you weren’t alive then?” I challenged, seeking rity.


    “That’s what we were taught and told right from time,” he replied, a hint of conviction


    in his words.


    “You know, we really can’t believe these histories. The chain of transmission has been long, and there


    could be more important facts that weren’t told,” I asserted, voicing my skepticism unconvinced by his


    words while highlighting the uncertainty surrounding the narratives passed down through generations.


    “Your words make sense but we don’t have a choice at this point but to believe. It’s better safe than


    sorry.” He uttered. For a moment, we both went silent as we took a look at the seal, each of us doing


    our thing and having our own thoughts.


    The moment I raised my head to take a look at Carlyle’s face, I met with red orbs. instead of his normal


    blue. his eyes had changed colour. From what I knew about Alphas, he seemed to bemunicating


    with his primal senses. He was using his werewolf sensesbined to figure out something. Though, I


    wasn’t sure.


    “Let’s check here.” He pulled me towards another part of the seal’s circumference.


    “That looks like a crack” I pointed out. Funny enough, it seemed as though I was the first person to see


    things when I was with him.


    Carlyle and I walked closer to the seal point where the crack was, observing it.


    “Shit!” Carlyle cursed under his breath


    “What’s wrong?” I asked hurriedly, staring right at him in the face.


    “The seal has cracked so much.” He replied cryptically.


    “But this is just so littlepared to how big this seal is. How’s this a problem?” I asked, taking another


    look at the glow to see if I was the one who was seeing wrong.


    “No, Donnie. That’s just a facade. This part here is the endpoint of the seal and the most. vulnerable


    part. Any damage done here is the major damage.”


    “So, you mean the seal is broken?” I asked, not seeing to fully understand what he


    meant.


    “Yes, it is. I can’t tell the number of days it’s going tost if we should waste any more time before


    repairing it, or having it casted again.” Carlyle was on edge at the turn out of things.


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    “So, what’s the next step?” I asked. The problem has been identified, a solution is the next thing.


    “Firstly, I have to inform every supernatural leaders since the seal can’t be casted by just one person.


    This seal here was casted by five supernatural elders with different elements. And it waspleted in


    three days.”


    “That’s incredible!” Imented, as his words settled in.


    “What would happen if the seal breaks before it’s repair?” I asked after a deep thought. If the seal was


    really in the condition Carlyle described, then it might be toote before. repair. Before Carlyle would be


    able to inform the elders, before the greedy elders cone to an agreement, the whole process would


    take a while.


    “Then a war is inevitable. The Canthrastras would be able to escapepletely. From the look of it, the


    war would be one of a kind that have ever been experienced in decades.”