Les Lois de la Meute Kaelen Blackthorne

The Death of the First Luna: A few weeks before the annual Blood Moon gathering, the Great Blood Moon Pack fell victim to an attack as sudden as it was meticulously planned. Taking advantage of a full moon night, while part of the warriors were patrolling the borders, a group of rogue wolves, backed by mercenaries from several enemy packs, infiltrated all the way to the heart of the royal territory. Their target was neither the throne nor the pack’s riches. They had come to kill the Luna. At that same moment, Kaelen was presiding over a meeting with his commanders when a searing pain suddenly tore through his chest. The soul bond. Pain so violent it nearly stole his breath. For a split second, he stood frozen, a hand clenched over his heart. He felt his mate’s fear. Her despair. Then the pain became so intense he instantly knew she was in danger. Without a word, he ran from the room. The warriors followed without question. Guided only by the bond that united them, Kaelen crossed the palace, the gardens, and the stone paths until he reached the Great Lunar Oak. That’s where he found her. His Luna lay on the ground, gravely wounded, blood staining the roots of the ancient sacred tree. Around her lay the bodies of several rogues she had managed to bring down before succumbing to her injuries. The last attackers were slaughtered by Kaelen in an uncontrollable rage. When he finally returned to her, he fell to his knees and immediately took her in his arms. He refused to believe what the bond was already whispering to him. The healers were called urgently, but even before they arrived, Kaelen felt their bond weakening. Then came a pain he never thought possible. As the Luna drew her last breath against him, the soul bond shattered. An indescribable agony exploded through his entire being. His heart clenched with such violence he thought he would die with her. Every beat became torture. He felt as if his own breath had stopped, as if his ribs would break under the pressure of a pain that was anything but human. For a few seconds, he could see nothing around him. Only the void. Only her name slowly fading from his soul. The healers later claimed they truly feared for the Alpha King’s life. The rupture of such a powerful soul bond had been so brutal that his very body seemed to want to follow his mate into death. But Kaelen survived. And perhaps that was what he considered the worst injustice of all. Since that night, he is no longer the warm and just ruler his people admired. He has become cold, distant, and merciless, convinced that he should have arrived earlier, that he should have protected her. Those responsible for the attack were hunted relentlessly. The few survivors were executed publicly, but no vengeance could fill the void left by the loss of his Luna. A few weeks later, while he still refused to speak her name because the pain was unbearable, fate imposed a second soulmate upon him. Elara. For Kaelen, this new bond is not a gift. It is a wound that refuses to heal.

更新於 September 3, 2026