Lucas -From the edges, I watched Kiana fight against her opponent with a mix of interest and disappointment. She wasn't as graceful as a trained fighter, and every move she made showed that she wasn't good at fighting. Even my beta, James, who is always quick with a sharp statement, couldn't help but say something about how badly she did."She's such a hopeless amateur," my beta scoffed, a tone of mockery colouring their words.Even though I knew Kiana wasn't very good at fighting, seeing how weak she was shocked me. It was time to put a hunch I had had for a while before the test. My strongest fighter was told to step forward and fight Kiana with a subtle signal. James raised an eyebrow and seemed to doubt my choice, but I gave him a confident nod.As the warrior closed in on Kiana, her struggles became more pronounced. Her attempts at defence seemed feeble, and it was almost painful to watch. I remained composed; however, my eyes focused on the unfolding drama. This was a crucial m
Kiana -Lucas's revelation left me in a state of bewilderment. Silver wolf? The words echoed in my mind. "I had no idea," I admitted to Lucas, my voice carrying a mix of awe and confusion.Lucas, the alpha of the pack, nodded understandingly. "It's a lot to take in, Anya. The silver wolf lineage is rare, and you're one of the last of your kind. Your abilities are unique, and we need to nurture them."He studied me intently, as if gauging my reaction to this newfound truth. "I'm going to conduct a special training programme for you. Your strengths are too precious to waste."I looked at him. Special training? It was an opportunity, but also a responsibility. I nodded. "Thank you, Lucas. I'm willing to do this," I replied, determination flashing in my eyes.He nodded in return, a sense of approval in his gaze. "Good. We'll begin the training soon."I wondered: Who were my actual parents?My origins were unknown; the pack had taken me in as a pup. The revelation of being a silver wolf
In the Storm Pack, Alessia found herself the target of Dion's anger.It all started when Dion summoned Alessia to his office. The air was thick with tension as Alessia entered, her usual air of confidence momentarily shaken.Dion fixed her with a stern gaze. "Alessia, why haven't you ordered the pack's school equipment?"Alessia struggled to find her words as she stumbled like a cat in an unexpected downpour. "Equipment, huh? I did not know that was my responsibility."Dion's irritation was palpable. He leant forward, his eyes narrowing. "Alessia, take your duties seriously. I don't want to be bothered about the pack's daily affairs.""I will take care of it, my alpha." She said it with forced tears in her eyes. "I am trying my best, Dion. It's difficult."Dion looked more annoyed. "I understand it may not be easy, Alessia, but as a deputy, Luna, you must learn to handle your responsibilities efficiently. The pack relies on you to ensure everything runs smoothly."Alessia's frustratio
Kiana -I enjoyed working at the antique shop. Mr. Thompson was delightful to work with and had a vast knowledge of antiques. He always took the time to explain the history and significance of each item, making every day a fascinating learning experience. It was also the time when I could be myself, away from my messed-up life."My Thomson, can I leave early today?" I asked the old man."Sure, dear. Do you have a date?"I chuckled at Mr. Thompson's assumption. "Not exactly, just dinner." Lucas had invited me for dinner, and I couldn't refuse."Ah, to be young again. Enjoy." Mr. Thompson smiled warmly, his eyes twinkling with nostalgia. As I left the antique shop that evening, Lucas was waiting for me. His eyes widened in surprise as he took in my appearance. I felt a bit out of place in the sheath black dress borrowed from Meg."Wow, Anya, you look incredible," Lucas complimented, admiration clear in his voice.I mumbled a thank you. Lucas offered his arm, and I took it, curious abo
Lucas - As I watched Kiana depart for her room, a smirk played on my lips. How long, I wondered, would she continue this charade? I reached for my phone, dialing the number of my beta."James," I greeted as the call connected, "I need you to find out why Dion's men are in Springdale. Something doesn't add up, and I want to know what's really going on."James, well aware of my intuition, replied, "Sure thing, Lucas. I'll get on it right away. Are there any specific leads or just a general enquiry?"I lean back, pondering the possibilities. "I don't want to draw unnecessary attention; just find out what they have been up to."When James arrived at my office, his voice was filled with urgency."Lucas, you won't believe what I found. Dion's men are indeed in Springdale, but they're not here for a routine mission. They are actively searching for someone."My instincts sharpened. "Who are they looking for?""It seems they're hunting for a woman named Kiana. Looks like Dion's mate left him,
Kiana -"Anya Flahtry," I said, staring into the man's kind eyes. He lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed the back of it. "Pleasure to meet you."I tried to hide a smile. No one had ever done that to me before."Speaking of pleasure, are you the new girl who has taken my grandson's fancy?"I chuckled, It's nothing like that. I am just a pack member whom he took in.""Then say no more."I smiled up at Paul and wondered why I had never seen him before."I am retired, and now I serve the council," he said as if reading my mind. He had a kind and gentle aura about him, which made me feel instantly at ease. Old Alphas usually became council members, and I vaguely remembered that whispering shadow's Alpha was on the council. Fortunately, I had never visited the council meetings with Dion; otherwise, he would have recognised me immediately."I met my wife on a night like this," he said with a light chuckle. Then he sighed. I could tell he was thinking about her. "It was the year 1900, and
Kiana - I turned away from Lucas and walked towards the pack house; that was until I collided headfirst with Meg and Mara."Hey there, escapist!" Meg greeted me with a grin that hinted she was drunk.I was surprised, so I tried to muster up a convincing excuse. "I am just tired.""Leaving so soon? Nonsense! The actual party is just getting started," Mara declared."And you can't leave without a proper send-off!" Meg chimed in, mischief dancing in her intoxicated eyes.Meg leant in as if she were telling the party's biggest secret when she seemed sober despite being drunk. "Anya, sweetie, you can't leave without trying the pièce de résistance—our very own world-famous, special brew!""Lucas already told me about it." "Good, then you should at least try it.""Oh, no! No drinks, please." I shook my head, holding up my hands in protest. "It's not too strong, I swear." She slurred."Yeah, I can see that." I rolled my eyes.Meg's intoxicated eyes sparkled with excitement as she insisted,
Kiana - I stood there, my gaze meeting Lucas's intense eyes. The air between us crackled with unspoken tension. A wolf, especially a member of a pack, couldn't defy the Alpha's question. The very essence of our society dictates unwavering allegiance to the pack leader. However, I was no ordinary wolf—I was an Alpha myself.I responded with a nervous laugh that cut through the tension like a swift breeze. It was a calculated move, a way to deflect his suspicion."If I had a mate, Alpha, do you really think I'd be wandering around as a rogue?" I asked, my voice holding a playful edge and my eyes glinting mischievously. My response was well thought out, a subtle act of defiance wrapped in humour. Surprisingly, Lucas cracked a smile."Fair point, Anya," he said, his tone holding warmth. "I suppose I should have known better. Perhaps you are just tired. Go get some rest." His words were unexpected, and a sense of relief washed over me. It seemed that my calculated response had worked in