Chapter 325: Ancient Secrets

Ramsey

Earlier that morning

I sat in my office, going through the documents my father had left about Alpha Logan's research on the Aureans and Moonsingers. My grandfather had retrieved them from his private restricted archives as promised.

The first entries detailed Neriah, the first Moonsinger. Of course, she was an Aurean, and her people had similar abilities to her, but the only difference was her unique powers, which superseded those of an ordinary Aurean.

First, Ferals had long existed before a Moonsinger was created. It was said that it was created because these Ferals were corrupting werewolves from around the world and turning them into Ferals.

So, Neriah was born under the Blood Moon and given the ability to fight these Ferals with her voice and heal with it, too.

The research also discussed her lovers, one named Rian and the other Thames. Rian was a son of the Lycan from the White Moon Pack and the first offspring from the White Moon Pack that the White Moon Throne had chosen.

Thames was an Aurean and the next Alpha of the Northern Forests because Neriah's father had given birth to three daughters, and his wife was constantly sick. An asterisked part talked about how the Alpha loved his wife and his mate so much that he was ready to do anything for her to be fine and, as such, had entered an alliance with the Lycan from the White Moon Throne.

In exchange for his daughter Neriah to marry his son Rian, they would send skilled Healers from the White Mountains – healers who could heal anything to tend to her.

My eyes narrowed as I read about Corvus, a shadowblader and a rogue Lycan – who knew Lycans could be rogues too.

Corvus had burned down the Moon Temple and killed countless people after discovering some terrible secret. The text didn't reveal what secret he had stumbled upon, leaving me frustrated.

The story grew darker. After Rian and Thames died fighting for Neriah, Neriah tried to revive them. She expended massive energy, inadvertently killing her own people in the process. The power unleashed razed the entire Northern Forest, automatically transforming the dead Aureans into Ferals.

I paused, considering this. The research explained that these Ferals weren't merely savage beasts like other Ferals; The research said that Neriah's power had conflicted with their abilities and caused them to become Ferals.

So, the Ferals in the Northern Forest turned Ferals because they combined Neriah's powers with their own, becoming neither werewolf nor human, creatures who lost the ability to reason but gained frightening intelligence and adaptability.

Forest were different, could procreate, and outlive any weather condition. More importantly, they could only be broken by the same

had proven this true by converting 350

I read something that chilled my bones: "When the massacre happened and the Aureans became Feral, the Moon Goddess twisted the blood moon oath that bound Corvus, the rogue

even revenge that he'd come from? The research was a lot of hurriedly scribbled theories,

concentration difficult. I decided to close the research when my eyes

Dark One, a Moonsinger must die alongside him to break the cycle of grief and vengeance

inside my drawer. Why

in," I called, hoping my voice sounded

was checking the patrol teams for today and…" he paused as his eyes raked over me. "Is it

quickly, moving to the window to calm my racing thoughts. The words from the research still echoed in my mind—a Moonsinger must die to kill the Dark One. I

to lure

stared for a moment, then

measures," Caius

time, I will exercise my right as Lycan Leader. I'll

relieved to have a concrete plan. "I've gathered information from our warriors who are friendly with White Lake forces, and word is they wouldn't give their lives for the Thorne family—they don't treat them well. Not like how warriors

"Explain," I prompted.

pay, free housing," Caius elaborated. "White Lake warriors get basic pay and have

about the potential

White Lake warriors during their final inauguration as warriors are bound to the White

they're the strongest of all the Warriors in

or loyalty to the region and their oaths?" Caius nodded firmly. "Yes. Most

revealed horrifying truths—the Dark One might be the ancient Corvus, cursed to eternal suffering. And defeating him required a sacrifice

Lake offered an unexpected opportunity. If I could turn

secrets. "Set everything in motion, Caius. Reconfirm the meeting with

we're about to beg him?"

I know how to massage the egos of proud, old men. Meanwhile, ask Lyla's Elite Force to hang around the venue. At my signal, they'll

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