"All my life I was taught that the fangs of Crimson Fang were those of our enemies... but I never imagined one day I would have to walk towards them."
My name is Kaelian Eryndor.
I am an omega and the youngest son of the noble Eryndor family, belonging to the powerful Silver Moon Tribe.
I was born under the light of a full moon, in a clan where silver represents honor, protection, and the connection with the Moon Goddess. As an omega of a noble family, I grew up surrounded by ancient traditions, expectations, and responsibilities that would one day fall upon my shoulders.
Since I was little, I learned the stories of my people.
Stories of heroes.
Stories of loss.
Stories of the endless war against the Crimson Fang Tribe.
For generations, both werewolf tribes have lived in conflict due to an inherited hatred. Alphas, betas, and omegas have grown up hearing the same names as enemies, while the wounds of the past continue to affect the present.
A war so old that many have forgotten how it began...
but no one forgot the resentment.
Until the leaders of both tribes made a decision that would change my life.
To create an alliance and stop the bloodshed, I was chosen as a symbol of peace.
An omega of the Silver Moon Tribe would be united with the alpha heir of the enemy tribe.
Cassian Kaelor.
An alpha of the Crimson Fang Tribe.
The firstborn of a warrior family.
The future leader of those whom I had been taught to fear my whole life.
A man I had never met.
A man with whom my destiny became connected by a political agreement, not by choice.
When I left my home and crossed the borders into the lands of Crimson Fang, I left behind everything I knew.
My family.
My tribe.
My old life.
Upon arriving at the enemy fortress, I felt hundreds of eyes upon me.
To them, I was not just Kaelian.
I was an Eryndor omega.
The son of the rival tribe.
A piece within an alliance that many did not wish to accept.
Then I saw him.
Cassian Kaelor.
The alpha heir of Crimson Fang.
His crimson eyes met mine for a few seconds.
I couldn't tell what he was thinking.
I didn't know if he saw me as an enemy, an obligation, or simply the price of a peace no one was sure they wanted.
I only knew that, from that moment on, my life had changed.
Now I must learn to walk between two worlds.
Between the traditions of my tribe and the customs of my enemies.
Between the duty of a noble omega and my own desires.
Between the mistrust of those around me and the possibility of building something different.
I don't know what secrets these lands hide.
I don't know what decisions I will make.
I don't know what bonds will be formed, which will be broken, nor what path I will end up walking.
Because under the light of the Moon Goddess, no destiny is written.
Every choice has consequences.
Every word can change the future.
And the story will continue as long as someone decides to keep walking under the same moon.