Chapter 219: MOON’S CALL

Mirabelle   "Percival, huh?" I mused aloud, feeling the tension growing between the young wolves. They were posturing, their bodies tense, eager to rise through the ranks. It was not just the younger wolves either—older males were starting to circle, all looking for an opportunity.   Maybe Percival would not become Alpha, but that hardly mattered now. He still held the Alpha title because of his bloodline, and that title was up for grabs to whoever could prove themselves worthy. Bringing down an Alpha-blooded male would give anyone an edge.   As I stood there, watching them, I realized I already knew what I had to do.   I walked away from the group of wolves, both young and old, and continued down the dirt road. The wind tugged at my blonde hair, making it whip around as I quickened my pace. There was a growing urgency, like the moon itself was sending me its instructions—whispering what needed to be done. I could feel it deep inside me: today was going to be a big day.   Another day t