As a fierce growl rippled through the air, a bloody Kierran and an angry Patrick emerged from the shadows, launching themselves right in front of their Luna. Patrick had shifted into his wolf form, and the blood clinging to his fur told a short story. Darrian's men were caught off guard, never expecting such a formidable defence. Kierran locked eyes with Leo, the man wielding another burning torch."You picked the wrong night to trespass," Kierran growled, his voice raw with primal rage. Behind them, Dianne stood fuming. Her rage could almost be tasted."It hasn't been a fortnight since our pack was announced, and here we are warding off strays," Dianne spoke, finally stepping down to address the trespassers. "The paint in the house hasn't even dried yet," Dianne added, looking up at the thin smoke emerging from her room."Enough! Call your hounds off and leave while I'm being nice!" Kierran growled. He was never one to be patient, but the man had a flaming torch. Anything and everyth
Kierran didn't wait for Dianne's whimper of pain to fully escape her lips as she tried to fight off some mutt, not that he would ever allow anyone to harm his Luna. He lunged. Claws extended, he was a whirlwind of fur and fury aimed at the closest attacker, a hulking male with a savage grin. The air cracked with the sound of claws meeting flesh. The grin turned into a howl as Kierran ripped through the man's shoulder, sending him crashing back into the bushes.Leo, arrogance momentarily forgotten, stumbled back, eyes wide with terror. Not at Kierran, but at the monstrous silhouette that filled the doorway. Alaric.To think someone had the balls to attack his home was appalling to Alaric. Even worse, the thought of his unborn child in harm's way was enough to make him see red. How. Dare. YOU!!!” He all but shook with fury, no. He was fury incarnate. Black hair, usually kept in a loose braid, hung wild around his face. Blood-red eyes scanned the scene, taking in Dianne's form and the tw
Today was the last day in her father's house and the first day of the rest of her life. Isadora was going to move in with the Alpha-to-be and to say she was happy was an understatement. She was the luckiest recessive Omega to exist in her lifetime and she was going to be Mated -hopefully- to the one and only Eutychus Brown, heir to the Brown empire and future Alpha of The Nightfall Pack.She smiled as she packed up her stuff, trying her best to smother the doubt that was welling deep within her. She had been through enough rejections and blind dates and had worked her little omega ass off to appear as perfect as she could. When her dad had said he had set her up with Eutychus and that she better not fuck it up as she did with the others, she made sure to look as pure and as meek as an omega should be, of course with the help of her suppressants and portion - her perfume. Things had been rough for her ever since her first shift failed drastically. The pack members had looked at her wi
Alaric is a hybrid Alpha- A Lycan wolf, born from a Pack that rejected him for being different. It wasnt his fault that He was a wolf with mixed genetics from different subspecies of wolves ,yet his father had falsely accused his mother of infidelity, and when Alaric's wolf presented as a Lycan, he was cast out of the Pack immediately. He found solace among the local rogue wolves, who had chosen to reject Pack rules and live outside of the Pack’s conventions that mostly shunned anything different especially Lycans. Despite the scorn of his father and the wider wolf community, Alaric worked hard to make a name for himself. He rallied the rogues that he had fought with countless times as he tried to survive alone. Luck was on his side since his hybrid nature came in handy whenever he had to fight for whatever he wanted. At first, he felt lost and angry at just 21 he had no one to rely on. The first few months were brutal and when winter rolled in, he knew the streets were not for the w
Darrian Darrian sat in the luxurious leather seat of his private jet, staring out the window as the plane soared above the clouds. He had been away for four long years, travelling the world in search of a perfect mate, one that would replace the numbness in his chest, but he had yet to find her. As he looked out at the endless expanse of blue sky and white clouds, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment and a hint of regret and wondered if perhaps he had been too rash in rejecting the one meant for him, however, if he was to replace Eutychus, he had to be the best. He had been so sure that he would find a suitable mate on this trip, but now he was returning home, to try once more. The plane began to descend and the familiar outline of his hometown came into view, Darian couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and pride that he was no longer just the son of a Beta. He was now part of the elite society that basically made rules for the pack, he had money and with th
Eutychus Eutychus Brown was a force to be reckoned with. As the captain of the Nightfall Pack's army and next in line to be Alpha, he commanded respect and fear from his fellow packmates. He was a skilled warrior and strategist, known for his cunning tactics and fearless leadership in battle. But despite his admirable qualities, Eutychus held a deep-seated grudge against Alaric, his half-brother. They had grown up attached to the hip and he had always felt like his younger brother was stronger than him. However, that did not bother him because Alaric would never be next in line for he was an illegitimate child. At 21, when his wolf presented, Eutychus was surprised to discover that his half-brother was actually a hybrid. He was confused at first but then a part of him was glad that his brother wasnt as perfect as he carried himself and when it was time to send him packing, Eutychus did not bat an eyelash, now his father had the perfect son, the perfect heir.However, his father nev
IsadoraThings were looking for Isadora, as good as things could look for a wolf struggling to fit in. Eutychus had come back from his round trip and just like he had promised, they were moving in together. Isadora did not believe that they were actually dating, even as she wheeled her bags ready to move out . Selene had smiled down on her, that was the only logical reason, she thought. She tried to ignore her father’s advice.‘Get pregnant?? we haven't even…’ she thought to herself, a blush rising in her cheeks. In as much as they had been dating, they were yet to actually go past ‘intense make out’ sessions. Eutychus was a gentleman, he did not want to take advantage of her until things were official. Even when Isadora wanted nothing more than to be taken advantage of, she still reeled in her raging hormones and let things as Eutychus wanted, after all she did not want to mess anything up.Once she reached the front yard, a very familiar looking car was pulling up at their front doo
AlaricThis was going to be yet another boring meeting where the ‘righteous wolves’ would try to look down upon him and his crew. Alaric knew that much. Living as rouges did come with its own shindigs,let alone being the hated Lycan that he was, and one of them was the constant belittling from wolves in packs, homes, communities, whatever they called them. It wasn't like the rogues under him lived in desolate states. Still, he had a business to run and a crew to feed.The meeting with Darrian was long overdue, Alaric thought as his right-hand man, his brother in arms and claws, parked the car in the basement parking lot of his casino. No one in town knew it belonged to him, they all assumed it belonged to one of the rich wolf bastards, it's not like they cared anyway. To them, they just had a place to be unruly and defiant. Hypocrites. That’s what they were, looking down on him and his crew because they