Kiana - "I am Lucas Randall. Alpha of the whispering shadows pack. Would you like to join my pack?" His voice boomed.I blinked, feeling the night's breeze caress my skin. The risks were high, and Lucas's offer was almost too good to be true. I couldn't take the chance of him finding out who I really was because it could flare up rivalry..I politely turned down Lucas's offer. "Thank you, Alpha Lucas, but I'd rather walk by myself. I don't want a pack."His smirk deepened, amusement glinting in his eyes. "Interesting," he mused, his voice a low rumble that resonated with the authority of an alpha."But every lone wolf, especially one as young and beautiful as yourself, is vulnerable. What is your name, lone wolf?"I paused, my gaze exploring the starry expanse surrounding us. I could not reveal my real name."Anya," I said, my voice firm. "I have always been a rogue wolf since my parents died. They were also rogues like me."Lucas's smile held a knowing edge. "Anya," he repeated, t
Dion I awoke as usual; the days passing with an uncanny routine after Kiana's disappearance. I continued with the routines that defined my existence, preserving the picture-perfect Alpha persona.Reports came in, business partners were met, and worried directors were given advice from experts. In the afternoons, I was always on time for meetings, and I was happy with how they turned out, which was up to my high standards. Even the extra worry of border disputes didn't interest me much; I just watched what was going on without feeling like I had to get involved. It all seemed pointless and unimportant.When I returned, Gary, my butler, offered apologies and bowed deeply, sensing the disappointment in my gaze. He had found no leads about Kiana's disappearance. I reiterated my command to find them, uninterested in hearing excuses."But, my Alpha-" he began, but I cut him off, dismissing his failure. "It's simply impossible for anyone to disappear without a single trace."I closed my ey
Kiana- I was lying in bed, and the soft light in the room took me to a dream world where the past came back to me like a vivid memory. I was standing in front of the packed school's enormous gates as a five-year-old. My platinum blonde hair was in ringlets around my face, and my eyes were a strange shade of purple.I saw the scene play out. Before I went into the schoolyard, I paused. My small hand held the strap of my backpack. The sound of laughter filled the air. But the laughter turned to whispers when the other kids saw me as the new kid who looked different."Look at her hair! Is it even real?" One child sneered, triggering giggles from the others.I felt a knot tighten in my stomach, trying to shrink away from the prying eyes. The teasing continued, making me feel even more self-conscious. I took a deep breath, reminding myself that I was strong and unique. That's what Mum told me. "Hey, purple eyes! Are you a vampire?"Another child called out, causing the laughter to escal
"You're doing great," Lucas said in a low voice. "A natural at this."I was itching to yell at him. I was feeling more like a trophy Lucas had earned. The trio of girls turned to go. I turned to talk to Lucas, but once more there was an interruption. For the following thirty minutes, this continued. Everyone who came up to us gushed about me and mentioned my relationship with Lucas multiple times. By the time the last one arrived, I had met so many people that I was overcome with names."I'm sorry, I need some air." I turned and ran outside, still feeling the eyes on me.I paced on the front porch. I debated going for a run or at least back to Lucas's house, but I didn't know the way and would likely get lost. When the door behind me opened, I didn't look, knowing who it was.Lucas remarked, "So that didn't go as planned. Please hold me responsible. I ought to have given you a head-up, or at least made them space it out.""Warned me that everyone thinks I'm your new mate?" I asked, fe
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