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she was an Aurean, and her people had similar abilities to her, but the only difference was her unique powers, which superseded those of an ordinary Aurean.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.

that these Ferals from the Northern Forest were different, could procreate, and outlive any weather condition. More importantly, they could only be broken by the same powers that made them

to myself. Lyla had proven this true by

the blood moon oath that bound Corvus, the rogue lycan and former Shadowblader, against him, binding him to eternal suffering

torment, now returned to exact revenge? Was it even revenge that he'd come from? The research was

read more, but excitement and dread made concentration difficult. I decided to close the research when my eyes caught something penned in small script at the lower

cycle of grief and vengeance and to rid our world of the abnormality created by Neriah. That or someone

shoved it inside my drawer. Why was I acting like I had been caught

in," I called, hoping

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

from the research still echoed in my mind—a Moonsinger must die to kill the Dark One. I took several breaths, trying to ground

seconds, I turned back to Caius. "I'm going to lure Elder Thorne in for the meeting and arrest

moment, then nodded slowly.

measures," Caius continued. "Elder Thorne

shock him. For the first time, I will exercise my right

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

"Explain," I prompted.

get basic pay and have to find their

a lot about the

inauguration as warriors are bound to the White Mountain Region and

of all the Warriors in the region.

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

The research had revealed horrifying truths—the Dark One might be the ancient Corvus, cursed to

political situation with White Lake offered an unexpected opportunity. If I could turn Thorne's warriors to our side, we'd gain

with unspoken secrets. "Set everything in motion, Caius. Reconfirm the meeting with Elder Thorne immediately. Ask him to pick any venue of his

make him think we're about

to massage the egos of proud, old men. Meanwhile, ask Lyla's Elite Force to hang around the venue. At

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