The True Alpha of Lupine (Seraphina and Ronan) novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62 Never The Trial

SERAPHINA

“Don’t get hurt unless you want me to lose my damn mind.”

His voice was low but thunderous, the kind that didn’t just echo–it carved itself into your bones.

I was trapped in the violet storm of his eyes, just as he was lost in the amber of mine. But beneath his gaze fierce and devastating, I felt dread coil in my chest.

He was going to kill the imposter.

But that was Finn’s body.

Killing the imposter meant killing Finn.

“No,

don’t…” I tried to reach out, but it was too late.

Ronan had already launched forward like divine vengeance. He hit the imposter mid–rise, slamming him into the earth so hard the ground cracked beneath them.

Claws. Fists. Teeth.

Ronan fought like a wolf possessed–merciless, unrelenting.

But the imposter…was using Finn’s body. His strength. His fighting instincts. Every move mirrored the ones I knew from late- night training sessions, quiet sparring beneath moonlight, and the gentle strength that had always been around me.

The air split with the sound of claws tearing through bone and flesh. Every brutal clash between them shredded what was left of my composure.

The trees trembled, the wind scattered ashes and blood through the clearing–but I couldn’t move. My heart splintered. My soul screamed.

This was wrong. Finn was still in there.

I’d seen it. I felt it.

He’d heard me.

But Ronan all he saw was the imposter. Fury had consumed him, and I couldn’t blame him. But I couldn’t let this end in

death

I had to stop them. I had to save Finn.

My gaze mapped to Asher. He was finishing off the last of the wolves. There wasn’t much time.

Then my eyes landed of the scroll, the cursed one the imposter had forced on me. It still hung at my waist. Fake. Useless. No runes, no hum of magic just lifeless parchment.

A inck A decoy A trap

Hied wanted me to touch it. That’s why I could never go blind touching it. He wanted me to dig in that ground.

My mind raced Inned sharply toward the two tig trees–the place where it had all started. Where Finn had been bound. blinded varand

With tasking Lean My hear thundered in my ears as I threw myself at the taller of the two trees and began to climb The board scraped my pals I did’s care

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Chapter 62 Never The Trial

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Branches groaned under my weight as I pulled myself up. Just high enough to see the ground between the twin trunks. The clearing where the wooden pyre had once stood.

And then–I saw it.

A faint, pulsing light beneath the soil. Subtle. Like the glow of a buried ember. Flickering red, Breathing

My breath caught. “There’s something there”

It was a circular mark. Faintly glowing. Surrounded by a splash of red–blood, maybe. Black wildflowers twisted around the ring, with objects I couldn’t even name placed in its corners. The glow pulsed like a heartbeat.

Something powerful. Something buried.

“Isn’t that where the imposter sat earlier?” Phina’s voice echoed inside

I narrowed my eyes. “Yes that’s where he made us dig.”

“He wanted us to dig there because he couldn’t,” Phina growled.

Which means whatever’s down there… he can’t touch it himself.”

I didn’t need more than that.

I leapt from the tree, landing with a thud that jolted up my legs. I didn’t even pause–1 sprinted toward Asher, who now stood at the far end of the clearing, claw raised over the final wolf.

“Don’t kill hirn, Asher!” I yelled.

He froze mid–strike, confusion flashing across his face. But he obeyed. Instead of a killing blow, he smashed his claws into the wolf’s legs, snapping the bones with a sickening crack.

The creature howled in agony, rolling on the ground, shifting back into a broken human form, Asher shifted, too, blood staining his skin as he turned to me.

“Why did you stop me?”

“He’s alive for a reason. He’s going to talk.”

“What are you talking about?”

“This..I panted, “this isn’t a trial.”

Asher’s brows furrowed. “What?”

I nodded grimly. “Our real trial ended at the vampire den,”

“Then what about the pen and the note that asked us to choose a leader?”

I believe it was fake to confuse us Make us believe that we were still into the trial. And this this place was never meant for

We were pulled into someone else’s game Someone else’s ritual”

the ugured wolf fury burning in my chest. I kicked him in the ribs. “From the beginning. I wondered–why Finn was kept alive when the rest of you were slaughtering each other? At first, I thought maybe it was punishment. But now I Low, you were keeping him alive for a reason

The wolf trembled, but stayed silent.

“Because that imposter, that thing in Finn’s body, speaks our language fluently. I am guessing he learnt from the Finn when he took him over. Which means these wolves understand it as well”

I leaned closer. “Now tell me, what’s buried under there? Who’s controlling Finn’s mind?!”

The wolf whimpered, his broken body shuddering. Then, finally, he gasped.

“It’s…it’s our Alpha.”

“Alpha?” We echoed together.

He nodded shakily. “Decades ago…our Alpha died while performing a dark ritual. He wanted immortality, for all of us. But the magic…it devoured him. His body died, but not his soul. It lingered–trapped, restless.” The wolf coughed blood. “We buried him beneath the cursed tree to bind him. We waited years…decades, for the sign to return him. But when the time came, none of us could dig. We tried. But the ritual required outsiders. Someone different. Someone unbound by our blood outh.

“And that’s when we arrived,” I whispered.

“Yes,” he nodded. “We saw your group outside the vampire den. And among you was Alpha Finn–strong, noble, the opposite of our Alpha in every way. That’s what the ritual needed. A body with the opposite essence, but strong enough to house the Alpha’s soul”

“Wait a fucking minute. You people saw us outside the vampire den?” Asher growled, his eyes turning red. “That means the exit off this damn mountain was around the vampire den. We could have left, ending our trial but thanks to you people we got caught in this mess?”

The wolf hesitated, “We…we used a black magic to cover the exit so that you people would not see the exit off of the mountain. To trap you all. Then we captured Alpha Finn. Our Alpha took over his body, learned his voice…his language in.mediately. And we, creatures of mimicry, learned it too.”

“But Finn fought back and ruined your plan, huh?” Asher gritted his Jeeth.

The wolf nodded. “Hip will was… stronger than we expected. Even unconscidus, he resisted. So we performed the final ritual, sacrificed a few drops of his blood to the grave. It gave our Alpha partial control. But not full possession.

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