A bond by vengeance

Dante's POV

"We're almost there," I growled, my eyes fixed on the Rennari Pack's settlement in the distance. "I can see their pack from here."

My horse, a majestic black stallion, snorted in response, sensing my tension. I urged him forward, and he thundered into a gallop, devouring the ground beneath his hooves. My pack followed close behind, their faces set with determination.

As we approached the Rennari Pack's entrance, the foxes were already transforming, their slender bodies contorting into sleek, bushy-tailed forms. The Alpha, a sly grey fox with piercing yellow eyes, stood at the forefront, his hackles raised in a threat display.

"Well, well, well," I sneered, reining in my horse. "Look what we have here. The Rennari Pack, all gathered and ready to be slaughtered."

The Alpha fox, Orion, took a step forward, his tail twitching. "You're a devious alpha, Dante. Always finding trouble with every other pack. And now, you've come to attack us, driven by your insatiable thirst for power."

I laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. "You're just a foolish little fox, Orion. You think you can stand against me? I'll crush you and your pack beneath my heel, and no one will even remember your name."

Orion's eyes flashed with anger. "You'll never leave this place alive, Dante. We'll defend our pack to the death."

With a snarl, I launched myself at him, my horse charging forward as my pack followed, eager for battle. The Rennari Pack met us head-on, their fox forms darting and weaving between our horses' legs.

The clash of teeth and claws, the scent of blood filled the air as the battle raged on. I fought with precision, my movements calculated to inflict maximum damage.

But Orion was no pushover. He was a cunning foe, and his pack fought with a ferocity that bordered on desperation.

I would enjoy breaking them.

As I charged at orion, my horse's hooves pounded the earth, sending shockwaves through the ground. Orion, anticipating my attack, dodged to the side, his agile fox form weaving between the horses' legs.

My pack, a mix of experienced warriors and younger wolves, followed my lead, attacking the Rennari Pack with ferocity. Our pack's beta, a burly wolf named Thane, clashed with his beta, a sleek red fox .

Thane, with his superior strength, pinned the red fox to the ground, his jaws snapping mere inches from his throat. The red fox, refusing to yield, raked his claws across Thane's chest, drawing blood.

Meanwhile, my pack's warriors, Viktor and Gunnar , worked together, taking down several Rennari Pack members. Viktor, a skilled fighter, used his powerful jaws to crush the spine of a large fox, while Gunna, with his speed and agility, dodged the attacks of two smaller foxes, striking back with deadly precision.

Orion's pack, however, refused to back down. They fought with a desperate ferocity, using every trick in the book to take down my pack. One of Orion's warriors, a cunning vixen, managed to sneak past our defenses, striking at my horse's flank and causing him to rear up in pain.

I leapt off my horse, landing on the ground with a thud. Orion, seeing his chance, attacked me with a fierce snarl. Our bodies clashed, teeth and claws flashing in the sunlight as we rolled across the ground, each trying to gain the upper hand.

But I was the stronger fighter, and slowly, I began to gain the advantage. His movements grew weaker, his breathing more labored. I pinned him to the ground, before I could close my jaws around his throat, I was attacked by a purple female fox.

She took Orion and ran out of the battle field, before I could stand up back to my feet they vanished into thin air. I became so angry as I began to attack the other foxes.

The rest of the Rennari Pack was defeated, and they slowly began to surrender, their tails between their legs. My pack, victorious, stood tall, their chests heaving with exhaustion.

I rose to my feet, A little fox pinned beneath me. "This is what happens when your Alpha oppose me," I declared, my voice ringing out across the battlefield. "I am Dante, alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack. And I will not be defeated."

As I looked out over the destroyed landscape, the once-strong Rennari Pack has now been defeated at my feet. With a loud, victorious roar, I shouted, "The world will now be mine! Every pack will obey me, and all will fear my name!" My voice echoed through the air, a bold statement of my fierce ambition and desire for power.

As my triumphant declaration echoed through the air, my pack erupted into a frenzy of victorious cheers, their thunderous roars and shouts of jubilation merging into a loud chorus that shook the very foundations of the earth, we proudly announce our pack's victory and strength.

The fact that the Bloodmoon Pack had emerged victorious, my power and authorities are now unchallenged as my pack stood supreme, the strongest and ruler of the entire shifter world.

As we made our way back to the Bloodmoon Pack's territory, our victorious cheers and laughter still echoing through the air, I caught sight of a familiar figure lurking in the distance. The same purple female fox I had seen earlier, her piercing green eyes fixed intently on me.

My instincts flared, and I growled low in my throat. Who was this mysterious fox, and what did she want? I signaled to one of my wolves, a sleek hunter named Viktor.

"Viktor, go catch that fox," I ordered, my voice low and even.

Viktor nodded and took off, his paws pounding the earth as he chased after the purple fox. I watched, my eyes narrowed, as the fox darted and weaved, her speed and agility impressive.

But Viktor was not slow either. He was one of my best hunters, and I had every confidence that he would catch the fox.

I waited, my heart pounding in anticipation, as Viktor closed in on his prey. But just as he was about to pounce, the fox suddenly vanished into thin air.

Viktor stopped, his ears perked up in confusion. He sniffed the air, trying to pick up the fox's scent, but it was as if she had never been there at all.

And then, Viktor's eyes met mine, his expression sheepish.

"I...I lost her," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

My eyes narrowed, my mind racing with questions. Who was this fox, and how had she managed to evade Viktor?

Aria's POV

As I stood with rage, hiding behind a rock, my scorching gaze followed Dante and his pack as they departed from the ravaged remains of my home, and when Dante sensed my eyes upon him, he turned to face me, our gazes locking in a fierce stare-down, the air thick with animosity, before he snarled an order at one of his hunters, ordering them to capture me.

I sprinted across the rocky terrain, my paws pounding the earth in a blur of speed. Dante's hunter, a sleek and agile wolf, was hot on my heels, but I was the fastest fox in my pack. I had to be.

I darted between two large boulders, using my agility to evade the wolf's snapping jaws. I could hear his frustrated yips and snarls as he realized he couldn't catch me.

Finally, I saw the safety of my pack's territory up ahead. I poured on the speed, my heart racing with fear and adrenaline.

As I emerged from the rocks, I saw my pack's settlement in ruins. Buildings were destroyed, trees were uprooted, and the air was thick with the acrid smell of smoke and blood.

My heart sank, and I felt a wave of despair wash over me. I stumbled towards the center of the settlement, my eyes scanning the devastation.

That's when I saw my father, our pack's alpha, lying on a makeshift bed, a doctor tending to his wounds. His eyes were closed, and his chest was rising and falling with shallow breaths.

I rushed to his side, my heart racing with fear. "Father!" I cried, my voice shaking.

The doctor looked up at me, his expression grim. "Aria, I'm glad you're safe. Your father is badly hurt, but he'll survive."

I nodded, trying to process the devastation around me. I looked outside, and my eyes were met with a scene from a nightmare. Foxes, my pack members, lay lifeless on the ground, their bodies broken and battered.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and the smell of blood was overwhelming. It was as if the very earth itself was weeping for the dead.

I fell to my knees, my eyes streaming with tears. I screamed and cried, my body shaking with rage and grief. My eyes boiled with vengeance, and I cursed Dante and his Bloodmoon Pack.

"May you burn in the depths of hell!" I screamed, my voice hoarse from shouting. "May your pack be destroyed, and may you suffer the same pain and loss you've inflicted on us!"

I wept and wailed, my heart shattered into a million pieces. I couldn't bear the thought of living in a world without my pack, without my family.

As I knelt there, surrounded by death and destruction, I made a vow to myself. I would make Dante pay for what he had done. I would make him suffer, and I would make sure he never hurt anyone again.

The thought of revenge burned within me, a fire that would fuel my every waking moment. I would not rest until Dante was brought to justice, until he was made to pay for his crimes.

And as I looked out at the devastation around me, I knew that my journey for revenge had just begun.

With a heavy heart, I summoned my powers to gently lift the lifeless bodies of my fallen pack members, one by one, and transported them to our sacred burial grounds, a place we reverently called the "Foxes Rest".

As I laid the fifty fallen foxes to rest, I ignited a funeral pyre, and the flames engulfed their bodies, releasing their spirits into the afterlife. Standing before the roaring fire, I paid my final respects, my voice trembling with grief and rage as I vowed to exact vengeance upon the Bloodmoon Pack, swearing to destroy them, and restore honor to my pack.

I rushed back to my father's chambers, my heart still heavy with grief. As I entered, I saw my father sitting up, his eyes weak but conscious. I ran to him, embracing him tightly as tears streamed down my face.

"I'm so sorry, Father," I sobbed. "I'm sorry I couldn't do anything to help. You should have let me fight alongside you."

My father's expression was etched with pain and regret. "There's nothing you could have done, Aria," he said, his voice weak but firm. "Dante is a ruthless and strong alpha. He would have killed you for sure."

I pulled back, my eyes blazing with determination. "I'm not a pushover, Father. I'm the strongest fox in our pack. I could have destroyed him."

My father's expression turned stern. "You're strong, but you would have gotten hurt. Dante is not someone to be underestimated."

I sniffled, wiping my nose with the back of my hand. "We'll find a way to get revenge on him. What can we do, Father?"

My father's eyes gleamed with a hint of a plan. "I have an idea," he said, his voice low and mysterious.

Just then, Ryker, my father's right-hand man, spoke up. "We'll send you 5,000 years back in time to stop this from happening and to get revenge on him."

I stared at Ryker, incredulous. "How will you send me back in time?"

My father held out an ancient mirror.. "This is what you'll use to go back in time. It's been passed down through our pack for generations, it is the mirror of the past."

I took the mirror, feeling its strange energy coursing through me. "How do I use it?"

My father's eyes locked onto mine. "Hold the mirror, look straight into the eyes etched on it, and say the name of Dante's pack. You'll appear there, 5,000 years in the past."

I nodded, determination burning within me. I would go back in time, stop Dante, and restore honor to my pack.

The next day, I stood before my father, the mirror clutched in my hand. Tears streamed down my face as I hugged him tightly.

"Father, I'll be back," I whispered, my voice trembling. "I'll make sure Dante pays for what he's done."

My father's eyes were red-rimmed as he hugged me back. "Be careful, Aria. Come back to me."

The rest of the foxes gathered around, their faces somber. They bowed to greet me, their voices filled with well-wishes.

"Aria, may the ancestors guide you," one of them said.

"May you return victorious," another added.

I bowed, my heart swelling with gratitude. With a final glance at my father, I turned and focused on the mirror.

I looked deep into the etched eyes, my voice steady. "Bloodmoon Pack, 5,000 years back."

A jolt of electricity shot through my body, and I felt myself being pulled apart and put back together again. My senses reeled as I stumbled through a dark, tunnel-like void.

As the glowing eyes drew closer, I prepared myself for a fight, my heart pounding in my chest. But instead of a fierce predator, I saw a figure that made my blood run cold.

I stood frozen, my eyes wide with shock, as I took in the scene before me. I was standing in a grand hall, surrounded by the Bloodmoon Pack. And at the center of it all, I saw myself, dressed in a beautiful wedding gown, standing beside Dante.

The Dante I knew was ruthless and cruel, but the Dante standing beside me was smiling, his eyes shining with happiness.

As I stood there, frozen in shock, I saw Dante's expression, his eyes.... He was not the Dante I know. It dawned on me that I was mated to him.

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized that I was sent here to be his mate. And now I am trapped in a marriage, bound to a man who I despise So much. And I was stuck in this timeline, forced to witness the events that would shape my own destiny.

Dante's voice cut through the silence, his words echoing through the hall. "I, Dante, take you, Aria, as my mate and wife. Together, we will rule the Bloodmoon Pack, and our union will bring strength and prosperity to our people."

I didn't know when I repeated the vows, my voice barely above a whisper. He could sense my unease, my reluctance to bind myself to this man. But I had no choice. I was trapped.

" I, Aria, take you as my mate and husband. I will stay by your side and walk with you through thick and thin." I said, my heart twisting with anger as those words slip from my lips.

As we exchanged our vows, I felt a strange sensation wash over me. It was as if I was being pulled towards him, drawn into his world. I tried to resist, but it was too late. I was sucked into the ceremony, forced to participate in the ritual that would bind me to Dante.

How could this be? I was sent back in time to prevent Dante's rise to power, not to marry him. And yet, here I was, standing beside him, exchanging vows.

But what did it all mean? And how could I change the course of events to prevent Dante's tyranny? I knew I had to act fast, but for now, I was trapped in this bizarre and unsettling reality.

As we finished our vows, I sensed a piercing gaze upon me. Turning, I met the eyes of a stunning woman with raven hair and piercing emerald eyes, her expression twisted in anger and jealousy. I was perplexed, unsure why she regarded me with such malice.

As Dante and I took our seats on the throne, a procession of wolves came to congratulate us. "May your union bring strength and prosperity to our pack," one of them said, bowing low. The maids, guards, and council members followed, offering their felicitations.

After the ceremony, my personal maid, a sweet and timid woman, escorted me to my chambers. "Congratulations, Aria...oh, Luna, I mean, my lady," she stuttered, correcting herself.

I smiled, reassuring her. "Please, call me Aria."

As we sat on the ornate bed, I began to query her. "Where are my parents?" I asked, my curiosity piqued.

Her expression shifted to one of surprise and confusion. "Have you forgotten, Aria?"

I hesitated, unsure how to respond. "This wedding has left me stressed, I'm afraid I've forgotten," I admitted.

The maid's eyes darted about, as if fearful of being overheard. "Your mother...she was locked away by your father. He forbade her from leaving her quarters."

My eyes widened in shock. "Why would my father do such a thing?"

The maid's voice barely above a whisper, she revealed, "Your mother was a maid, Aria. She had an affair with your father, and you...you were born out of wedlock. The pack doesn't regard you or your mother as worthy."

A pang of sorrow struck my heart. "So, my mother is imprisoned because of me?"

The maid nodded, her eyes filled with pity. "She's been locked away since your birth, Aria."

I felt lost, unsure of the life I was living or the family I belonged to. "If I'm an illegitimate child, why was I mated to Dante?" I asked, confusion etched on my face.

The maid's expression turned solemn. "The Moon Goddess chose you, Aria."

My mind reeled, struggling to comprehend the situation. "And who was that woman at the wedding, the one who looked at me with such hatred?"

The maid's voice dropped to a whisper. "That's your step-sister, Freya. She's the legitimate daughter of your father and his first wife. She's always hated you, and now that you're mated to Dante, her feelings for you have only intensified."

I felt a chill run down my spine. "Almost everyone in this pack treats me like a nobody, don't they?"

The maid nodded, her eyes filled with a deep sadness. "How could you forget all of this, Aria?"

I sat there, my mind a jumble of thoughts and emotions. The maid's words still lingered in my mind, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease.

Just as I was lost in thought, the maid spoke up, "You should sit with your veil on, the Alpha will soon be here. I hope you enjoy your first night together." Her expression was a mix of pity and concern as she bowed and turned to leave.

I called out to her, "Hey... umm... I'm sorry... what's your name?" I asked, feeling a pang of embarrassment.

The maid turned back to me, a look of surprise on her face. "My name? How could you forget my name, Aria? Are you okay?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.

I quickly fabricated a reason, "I'm good, I just need rest... maybe it's because of the medicine I took for my headache." I lied, hoping she wouldn't press the issue further.

The maid's expression softened, and she said, "Okay... my name is Heaven. Please don't forget again." She smiled weakly and turned to leave once more.

As she departed, I felt a surge of determination course through my veins. I wouldn't let these people walk all over me. I wouldn't let anyone bully me. I was Aria, the Luna of the Rennari pack, the strongest fox. I wouldn't let anyone hurt me.

With newfound resolve, I tried to shift into my fox form, hoping to reassure myself that my powers were still intact. But to my shock and dismay, my powers didn't respond. I was stuck in my human form, vulnerable and powerless.

A wave of anger and frustration washed over me. How was this happening to me? How would I get my revenge without my powers? I felt trapped and helpless, unsure of what to do next.

Just as I was being furious about loosing my powers, the doors opened.