--Alyssa--"A white wolf was seen at the border." That was the report from one of the border patrol guys, and apparently, it spread like wildfire throughout the Pack, causing widespread agitation.I stood still, unable to believe my ears. Things were already so intense here, but I knew this situation was particularly significant for me. My heart raced as I considered the implications."We must look for it and kill it right away. Didn't they say they were all dead? They are wicked people; they could kill us all!" a man from the crowd shouted, his voice full of fear and anger. My heart sank at his words, knowing the deep-rooted misconceptions that had been instilled in our people.It wasn't their fault; they had been taught to fear and hate by their own elders. The wrong things had been passed down through generations, poisoning their minds against those who were different. I walked away slowly, each step heavy with the weight of my despair. Hurt and broken, I retreated to the sanctuary
--Alyssa--Everyone was here now, and their faces reflected a spectrum of unsettling emotions. Fear was the most prominent, etched deeply into their expressions. It was a fear that ran deeper than mere anxiety or unease; it was a terror that seemed to sap the very air from the room. Each person's face was a pale canvas painted with the dread of impending doom, and their eyes darted nervously, avoiding direct contact with one another.They were not like the others outside who remained blissfully ignorant. These individuals knew the full extent of the grim truth about what was happening. The knowledge weighed heavily on them, silencing their voices and thoughts. No one dared to speak or even whisper, for their minds were too occupied with the horrifying reality they faced. The silence was oppressive, pressing down on them, making it almost impossible to think clearly.The large oak table around which they gathered seemed to absorb the tension. Xavier, sitting at the head of the table, w
--Alyssa--I was worried now because the idea that the people had of my people was so strong; the hate was too much. But there was nothing that I could do because that was the fate now, and changing it was going to cause serious troubles from all the packs. The deep-seated animosity seemed insurmountable, and any attempt to alter this perception was likely to trigger a cascade of conflicts and bloodshed. The packs were fiercely territorial and bound by long-standing traditions and prejudices, making any reconciliation efforts nearly impossible.Xavier had already been receiving calls from all angles, asking him whether it was a rumor or it was real. The incessant inquiries reflected the brewing tension and widespread concern among the people. Each call added to the mounting pressure on Xavier, who was already struggling to maintain a fragile peace. The rumors circulating about the white wolf had ignited a frenzy, and people demanded answers. Was the legend true? Did the white wolf rea
--Alyssa--As I clutched my necklace, a precious gift from my parents, I couldn't help but think about them. This necklace wasn't just an expensive piece of jewelry; it was a symbol of their love and protection. It held memories of happier times, times when I felt safe and surrounded by family. The intricate design and the precious stones embedded within it spoke volumes about the lengths my parents went to ensure I felt cherished and secure.Now, with the weight of my responsibilities as the Queen of all werewolves and the Luna of this Pack, I felt the absence of my parents more acutely even though I had never met them before the thought that they might still be alive somewhere in the mountains gave me a glimmer of hope, but it was accompanied by a gnawing fear. The uncertainty of their fate was a heavy burden to bear.The official meeting was about to begin, a gathering where we would address the recent events that had thrown our world into chaos. As a leader, my presence was crucia
-ALYSSA--Alyssa, that is what my grandmother calls me. "Yes, Grandma, I am coming.". I replied, walking down the stairs to the kitchen. I immediately reached the kitchen, and the smell of her cookies hit my nose. My grandma loves to bake cookies in her spare time, and I must say they are the best you can ever taste.Enough with all my gibberish. I am Alyssa, and I am a werewolf. My grandma is not my blood if you get me. We are not blood-related anyway. She told me she saw me in the woods near the Silvermoon Pack while on her journey back to Riverdale Pack where we live nowShe was in her wolf form when she heard a loud cry in the woods and decided to see what it was. She took me with her, took me to her home, and treated me like her own grandchild. I love her with all my heart. And I bless the day she found me crying my lungs out in the woods.In a few days from now, I will turn sixteen. I shifted when I was ten, but the normal age for a werewolf to shift is fourteen. My grandmother
---XAVIER--I am Xavier, the Alpha King of all Alphas. It has been more than a fucking decade, and I haven't met my mate. Since I turned sixteen, I have always yearned to meet her, but I guess luck was not on my side like that of my parents, who met each other at sixteen years old.Every year, balls are organised on my behalf to find my soulmate in different packs.I have been going to the balls for nearly a decade, and I vowed not to go again if I don't find my mate this year. My wolf is always sad because he claims he is lonely without his soulmate. I always have to shut him out when he nags, because it also hurts me. I do not want people to mock me and say that I am weak because I have not met my mate yet. which I continue to prove them wrong that not having a mate by your side to rule does not make you a weak Alpha. People always bow when they hear my name. They all want to be in my good books to prevent having problems with me. Scumbags, do they think I don't see it all. The b
--XAVIER--We will be leaving tomorrow to attend the ball. I am usually accompanied by my Beta, Nathaniel, and my Gamma Jude, along with unmated males and females who look forward to finding their mates. But this year, Jude will not be able to make it since he is not well.One thing that makes my pack different from others is that my Omegas, which are the lowest range in a pack, are also given the chance to come along to the balls to also search for their mates in other packs. My things have already been packed by my two specific maids assigned only to me. My mother went all out and shopped for new suits for me. I hope she does not get disappointed when I come back with no one, like always. She would always lock herself up in her room for a couple of days.I am the only child of my parents, and what keeps her sad is me not getting an heir in the future to continue the lineage, which will make greedy bastards make conspiracies against me to get me off my throne. I was interrupt
---ALYSSA---My day was basically spent with Emily and Grandma with good wishes from people here and there along the line. Around 1:00 pm, a message was announced around the pack that a pack meeting would be held. We were all curious about what it was because only important events were announced by the pack's alpha directly to us.I was getting ready for the meeting. I walked to the closet and picked up leather pants and a strapless top. I am so full right now that I can barely move my legs. From the amount of food, I ate which was shoved down my throat by grandma and Emily with the excuse, "Today is your birthday Alyssa so you need to eat a lot" I put on my dress and walked to the vanity table.I looked in the mirror and my blue eyes had a sparkle in them, maybe due to me turning 16, which is a big part of everyone's life in the werewolf realm. Practically, that's where your life starts.My cheeks looked chubbier. Why won't it? From all the food grandma has been shoving down my throa