CHAPTER 32: THE FULL MOON III- ALPHA KAITO.

The Alphas’ Pit was the forbidden side of the Academy. No student was allowed near that place, especially on the night of a full moon. Tonight was one of those nights, and the area was as quiet as a graveyard. Beneath the building, far underground, Kaito was chained. Not with one or two chains. Seven thick, heavy chains held him down like a dangerous beast.

Every full moon, the Alphas vanished from the Academy. Most students had no idea where they went or why, but a few knew the truth. The Alphas were not like ordinary werewolves. They were chosen by the goddess herself. Their blood carried something ancient and powerful. They were blessings wrapped in a curse. Messiahs. That was why they were feared and respected.

The chains were necessary. Every full moon, their transformation was as brutal and terrifying as the first one they ever had. Unlike normal wolves, who only suffered the first time and learned to shift easily afterward, the Alphas never escaped the pain. Every time was a war inside their bodies.

Kaito sat in the dark, breathing heavily. His claws were already out, even though it was still early evening. He could hear the other students talking and laughing in the dining hall above. His senses were sharp now. Everything was louder, clearer. He could hear footsteps, whispers, even the clatter of spoons on plates.

His legs had started to shift. The skin there had thickened and darkened. Hair covered them. They looked nothing like human legs anymore. With each passing second, the change crept higher. The pain, already sharp, kept spreading. But the worst part was yet to come. When the full moon finally rose, his bones would break all over again. His eyes would change. His powers would surge and fight to stay within his wolf form. That was the real battle.

This place, this dark, quiet cell, was built to keep everyone safe. The Alphas were locked deep underground so they wouldn’t harm the others. But to Kaito, it felt more like a prison. No light. No comfort. No one to talk to. Just silence and pain. He knew Hiro was not far from him, locked in a cell of his own. The other two Alphas were down there too, each facing the same fate.

"Alpha... are you here?" A voice echoed in the distance. Clear. Strong. It was Alex. Kaito heard it easily. His beta had come.

Kaito’s glowing red eyes turned toward the sound. He didn’t speak, but the look alone was enough to summon him.

Alex stepped closer, guided by the call of his Alpha. His own eyes glowed gold in answer, a sign of deep loyalty and connection.

"Here, I brought you raw meat, wolfberries, and of course, your favorite—Wolfscan," Alex said, pulling everything out of the bag he carried. He placed the food on the floor beside his Alpha. "Should I unchain you?"

"Yes, but not all," Kaito replied, leaning back against the wall. He was already drained. He just wanted the moon to rise and set so this nightmare could end. "Did you bring the moonstone water?"

"Yes, Alpha," Alex answered immediately. He reached into the bag again and brought out the bottle, setting it beside the rest of the items. Then he walked over to the chains. He knew exactly where the keys were. This wasn’t his first time doing this. The only difference now was that Kaito’s cell had changed. The last one was destroyed. Kaito had burned it down when he lost control. Not that it was his fault. The power had simply been too much.

Alex knelt down and unlocked the first three chains. The moment Kaito’s arm was freed, a wave of energy surged through him. Sparks shot through the chains and accidentally touched Alex’s skin.

"Oh, shit..." Alex hissed, gritting his teeth and pulling back quickly. The shock was sharp, and it stung. He stepped back, eyes locked with his Alpha’s. Both their eyes glowed, a silent message passing between them.

"Sorry. I didn’t mean to," Kaito said, his voice low and sincere. He would never hurt Alex on purpose. Everyone knew that. Alex knew it better than anyone.

Alex let out a breath and gave a small laugh, looking down at the hand that had been shocked. "You know you’re built different, right? It’s like you’re a god."

Kaito didn’t answer, but the look in Alex’s eyes said it all—pure admiration. With one arm free, Kaito reached out for the food. He needed it. His body was hungry, and he needed strength for what was coming.

"You’re going to find this funny, but everyone in the pack wants to see you transform," Alex said, opening up the food packs and pushing them closer. He sat on the floor beside him, watching quietly. He would stay until Kaito finished eating, then lock him back up and leave before the real transformation began.

"They’ll see it one day," Kaito replied between bites. "When I finally find that so-called destined mate."

He was starving. Every piece of food gave him a little more strength. A little more will to face the night ahead.

"This mate of yours... our future Luna... how are we supposed to find her? You’re twenty-one already, yet there’s still no sign of her," Alex said quietly. He had been wondering about it for a while. Most werewolves met their mates on their eighteenth birthday. In fact, almost half of Kaito’s classmates had already found theirs—most of them from the Luna Girls’ School. But not Kaito. Not Taros. Not the other Alphas. They were still waiting.

"I don’t know," Kaito replied, opening the bottle of Wolfscan and drinking the whole thing in one long gulp. His appetite had been growing lately. "The prophecy said we’ll find her when the time is right. Maybe soon."

"So you’ll all share the same mate?"

"Yes," Kaito said, wiping his mouth. "That’s what the prophecy says. But trust me, I’m not sharing her with anyone."

Alex’s brows raised. "Won’t that bring a fight between you and the others? Even Taros? You’re friends, but... still."

"It will," Kaito answered without hesitation. "But I don’t care. I don’t know how to share, and I won’t start when she comes. The others... they’ll try to fight me for her. I’m ready for that."

He looked up at the small window that had been left open for air. The sky was already dark. The moon would show any minute now.

"I’m sure they feel the same," Kaito added. "They won’t give up easily. They’ll come for me."

Alex sighed deeply. This was far more complicated than he imagined. The West Pack was waiting for their Luna, hoping she would bring peace and unity. But from the look of things, her arrival might only bring war.

Without saying another word, Alex got up and began locking the chains again. The tension in the air was rising. He could feel it. Something was shifting. The moon was close.

Once everything was secured, he picked up his bag and rushed out of the cell. He didn’t forget to lock the entrance properly. Then he stepped out of the Pit.

The moment he looked up, the moon had appeared, bright and white, shining like it owned the sky. That was his cue. His own shift had begun. But before he could do anything, he heard it—a loud, soul-piercing howl. It was Kaito.

Alex’s eyes glowed gold as he leaned back, arms stretched out. His bones cracked and shifted. The transformation took over. Within seconds, he was no longer human. A medium-sized black wolf with golden eyes stood in his place. He tilted his head and howled, but his voice could never match the power in Kaito’s own cry.

Instead of leading the pack into the woods as usual, Alex stayed behind, hiding by the corner not far from the Pit. He couldn’t walk away. Not yet. He wanted to see his Alpha. He wanted to witness it again.

But time dragged. The howls of pain continued. Cries of suffering filled the air. Then, suddenly, the power in the Academy went out. Everything went dark. The earth began to shake under his paws. The trees around him trembled like they were afraid. Alex closed his eyes briefly.

He hated this part. The pain was too much. No one should go through this every full moon. Yet Kaito did. Again and again.

Thirty minutes passed. Slowly, the noise faded. The tremors stopped. The ground calmed. But the power didn’t return. The silence that followed was heavier than the noise. Alex’s heart beat faster. Should he go check?

Just as he took a cautious step forward, the doors of the Pit burst open with a loud crash. And then he saw it.

A giant black wolf stepped out—huge, powerful, and terrifying. Flames danced wildly across his fur, yet his body didn’t burn. His eyes glowed a fierce red. He tilted his head and howled.

Alex howled back, this time louder. Stronger.

And then, one by one, more howls filled the air.

The West Pack had heard their Alpha.

He was calling.