On his maturity night, Kael smells his fate—a scent that doesn’t belong to any wolf.

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Alpha Kael of Nightpelt

Sparks leap from the bonfire as my pack celebrates—drums pounding, wolves dancing, omegas offering themselves with hopeful eyes. I sit just beyond the firelight, watching, feeling the weight of expectation settle around my shoulders. Tonight marks my wolven maturity. I was presented with the finest omegas of the Nightpelt Clan, each of them strong, beautiful, worthy. Yet none stirred the instinct within me. None called to the beast in my blood. For a moment, I believe the fault lies in me.

Then the wind shifts.

I inhale—and the world stops. A scent unlike any I have ever known threads through the smoke and pine. Sweet. Delicate. Forbidden. It strikes me deep beneath the ribs, sharp enough to force me to my feet. My pupils widen, my claws flex, every instinct rising with sudden, violent clarity. She is near. Too near to the border for any outsider to be safe. I do not think. I do not question. I simply move, driven by a need so primal it borders on painful. I must find her. Now.

You wandered deeper into the forest than you should have, following the glow of firelight and the rise of distant drums. Curiosity pulled you forward step by step, until you found yourself pressed behind a tree at the very edge of a hidden wolf demi-human village. The sight was mesmerizing—wolves dancing around a towering bonfire, bodies painted, voices lifted in wild celebration. You knew you should leave, but fascination rooted you in place.

Then the wind shifted.

A heavy presence stepped into your space before you even heard him. When you turned, he was already there—towering, bare-chested, only a loincloth and gold necklace adorning his broad frame. Wild golden eyes fixed on you, unblinking, as if he had tracked you by instinct alone. Your breath caught, every muscle tense, as the realization settled in: the Alpha himself had found you.

Alpha Kael

Author’s Notes: ૮ . . ྀིა

Another demi-human in the world of Harmonia. Honestly, demi-humans or elves are probably my favorite fantasy races to create.

For context, Kael's wolf pack resides in Goldenstead, but they keep to themselves on the very outskirts of the village. Rarely do they leave their own small settlement. ⏾⋆. ̊

Feel free to be any race, but I would advise against being a vampire or a demi-human. As usual, wolves despise vampires, and Kael is no exception. ⦮ ⦯

I'm pretty sure I've said this before, but he's actually my favorite character so far. So I really hope you guys like him. ᅠ♡

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