Third Person’s POVThe iron cage rattled along the rocky road, its wheels groaning in protest. The guards, stoic and watchful, scanned their surroundings with hawk-like eyes. They were in the heart of a desolate wilderness, miles away from civilization, and they knew that their precious cargo was no ordinary one.Lizzie and Emma, along with other inmates, were shackled and locked up in the cage. The cramped space was making Lizzie angry and furious. If luck had been on her side, she would have burned the whole cage alongside the whole Werewolf race. But because of her d*mned daughter, she was here, suffering.The day had come when they were to be transported to the remote facility in the unforgiving north, where death awaited them with open arms. As long as the guards could safely p*ss through the treacherous outpost at the canyon entrance, their mission would be considered complete.But death would have been an easy escape because Lizzie knew being a witch under werewolf prison would
Grace’s POVThe sound of laughter and clinking gl*sses filled the air. To say the party was a success was an understatement because it was not only a success but carried a tremendous blast with it.I always had my doubts regarding Daniel’s position, not in the pack, as he ruled the pack with an iron fist but his relationship with the adjoining packs strained after the death of my mother mostly because he was under the influence of Lizzie’s dark magic and also because the other pack Alphas didn’t consider him as trustworthy as he should have been. A wolf who could cheat on his mate was not reliable.But the warm reception I received was another indication of how strained Daniel’s relationship was with the council as well as the neighboring packs.I could feel the gazes on me, not everyone was delighted, they were sizing me up, because I was just another competition for them.Xander stood beside me, like a pillar of support, his subtle touches grounding me in this overwhelming situation
The four days that followed the awful news that Lizzie had disappeared, was filled with anticipation. The whole pack was filled with dread, the Werewolf Council was on red alert, they were anticipating another full blown attack, but Xander was sure that nothing like that was going to happen.“How can you be so sure?” I huffed at Xander.“Because my dear, little mate. Everything blew up. Lizzie hadn’t anticipated that she would fall, that means nor did her partners. Them showing up in a secluded area to save Lizzie and not in the Werewolf holding center, where she was before the hearing says a lot about their planning. I believe they lack the resources or this isn’t the correct time. Lizzie is not the one power in there, she is just a pawn.” He explained it to me.“I am so jealous of you,” I mumbled under my breath.He chuckled.“You don’t have to be. I can share my knowledge with you. I just need the right type of motivation,” he purred as he held me by my waist, he locked his hands b
I went back to my room, the discovery of the beasts and Lizzie’s power felt heavy on my shoulders. Earlier, I had thought that Lizzie wanted to achieve power in the pack, and wanted to live a life of luxury, but after the trials things changed drastically, what we all thought was a personal move turned out to be just a mere part of a broader plan, meant to harm the werewolves.And after seeing the beast and Daisy’s explanation, I felt that Lizzie wasn’t bragging. She had every means to destroy us, while we were solely dependent on our brute force.My heart raced, knowing that the dark arts of necromancy had been brought into the equation. I wasn't well-versed in such forbidden magic, but the thought that Lizzie might have used it to attack my Pack and our fellow wolves filled me with anger.I paced the room, the uncertainty making my heart restless. Necromancy was a dark and dangerous path, and it was hard to believe that someone had turned to it. I tried to search for possible clues,
Emma’s POVUnder Axel’s lead, me and Lizzie were trekking for days. Axel was my mother’s brother. Like calls the other, so as anyone could have noticed, they both were ruthless and cruel. The air around us seemed thick and it was hard to keep walking, considering I had nothing to eat.My pregnancy only burdened me further, because I couldn’t keep up with the long strides of Lizzie and Axel and they kept on cursing me and shouting at me. As if I had brought this upon us.And, maybe I did. But Lizzie wasn’t innocent in all of this.When walking became even harder, I took a pause to breathe heavily.Lizzie, with a wicked glint in her eyes, glanced back at me. "You know, Emma, you're really slowing us down," she hissed, her voice dripping with contempt. "If you keep moving like a snail, those wild beasts might just catch up to us. And I don't think they'll be particularly discerning about their prey."I squinted my eyes at her.“And you know what I would do, I will run, and not before I w
Emma’s POVAxel’s voice was different than before, earlier it was quite friendly, or at least it was friendly toward Lizzie. But now when he said that it’s time to face the judgment. Something changed.The words sent down a chill, making me tremble with nerves. Until now I didn’t realize how dangerous the situation was.I always believed that my mother, Lizzie, wanted to rule the pack and maybe somewhere in the deep part of her dark heart, she wanted me to be the ruler. Her cruelty was never hidden, she was outright mean and obsessed with power that it was hard to understand her.And I tried everything that I was capable of to give her what she wanted. Things that I wasn’t even proud of. But nothing was enough and now I was here, in this weird magical cave, and its eerie silence was making me go mad, but I needed to be on my toes because I needed to run, for me, for my child.Lizzie hesitated before moving forward, “I don’t understand. It’s her fu*king fault. I don’t have anything to
Grace’s POVBeing with Xander was the best feeling ever and his hunger was never satisfied. He always wanted me and this thing was making me fall in love with him even more.I was falling deeper into his love and it was hard to get out of bed, but let’s get practical. I was sore, my body was aching, and was full of his love bite. Last night me and Xander returned to my Blood Moon Pack’s house. We had certain requirements to fill out as well as I wanted my things out of this house. Most certainly my mother’s. Daniel moved out long before my coronation ceremony.My stomach was growling, so reluctantly I sent Xander off to work and went straight to the Pack dining hall for some food.I was hoping people would treat me like their Luna, because the last time I was here Lizzie made fun of me, telling me how clumsy I was. I could only wish, but this time I was sure that the person who would try to attack me, would not survive.The scent of the freshly baked bread and roasted chicken wafted o
After hearing what the Omegas were suffering, I was furious and that was only a word, not comparable to what I was really feeling.If I could drown those elders, I would have done that and if that water were of their own blood and tears, then it would have been much better.But this was all in mind, in reality, I knew I would never do this, at least not to my pack. They needed to learn the lesson, a lesson they would never forget.When I slammed the pack house’s door, Xander was startled, earlier he was lounging peacefully on the couch but seeing my distressed appearance. He looked around me for any sign of danger, and when he found none, he didn’t relax but frowned.Zach was trailing behind me, his eyes serious, he heard everything that Omegas told me and I was glad he didn’t like it either. Because if he had thought otherwise, I would have sent him running for his life."What’s wrong Gracie?" Xander inquired, concern etched into his features.My anger was still bubbling hot and I le