Cassidy’s POVI stared out into the vast emerald-green expanse of the Volatile Hounds Pack, my heart filled with happiness, awe and trepidation. This pack has a beautiful territory. I guess it was only gray the moment we arrived because of Enzo’s negligence to the beauty scattered before his eyes.Alpha Zarion, my boyfriend, stood tall and proud as the head of the pack. He radiated an aura of strength and command that captivated the wolves around him. With Zarion as the new Alpha, chosen to lead this pack through these challenging times, I am now Luna Cassidy. I winced at the title. First I followed after him as a human and left my grandmother before being transformed as a werewolf thanks to our late friend Elliot. And now…I now stood by his side with pride as the new Luna, stronger than any Luna in their world. I may not have tangible power but I have enough strength to be a leader with Zarion’s help.The transition had not been an easy one. The wolves of the pack were accustomed to
Fire is such an unexpected wild beast. “Everyone, there’s an emergency!” I announced with concern and fear. I did not stop my voice from trembling. Rising to my feet, I called out to every pack member I saw, including Bridgette and Beta Caleb. The urgency in my voice pierced through the night and I don’t give a fuck if the Volatile Hounds see their Luna being paranoid like this.I must save my Grandmama with all I can.“What’s wrong, Cass?” Alpha Zarion asked and looked at me with curiosity. Then his eyes shifted to worry. The once boisterous atmosphere fell into a hushed silence as my pack members turned their attention towards me, their expressions mirroring my growing apprehension.“There’s a fire…” I whispered. I don’t know why hesitation struck me. “There’s fire!” Now I’m shouting, “And I think it’s near where I lived before.” I turned to my beloved man, his hand is now squeezing my shoulder. “My grandmother, Zarion… my grandmother. The cabin where I rescued you—what if somethin
“You have no idea what I'm capable of.” I took a step closer, my voice a deadly whisper. “I've faced demons far more formidable than you, and they have all fallen at my feet.” Demons. Wow. I can’t believe I really said that. Well…perhaps Zarion’s demon count?Valerie's eyes flickered with uncertainty as they landed on my face, a glimmer of doubt creeping into her defiant gaze. She was testing me, searching for a weakness. But I am not going to let her find any of it. “Tell me,” I hissed, my voice dripping with venom. “Tell me why you were sent here, or I promise you, Valerie, your fate will be far worse than anything you can imagine.”She swallowed hard, her bravado faltering for a fleeting moment. The air crackled with tension as she considered her options. I could see the battle raging within her, the fear of the unknown warring against her loyalty.Now she knows I am not someone to be messed with.I returned my attention to her. And then, in a sudden surge of defiance,
That praise-kink didn’t last long the moment we arrived back at our fortress.It vanished the moment the letter from Chancellor Caesar Franklin, the leader of all packs, landed on my desk. My desk, not Zarion’s. It bears the news of the upcoming annual meeting of all werewolf packs. Our pack, the Volatile Hounds Pack, held the prestigious position of being the leading and strongest pack within the borders of the Misty Forest, thanks to the efficient management of Alpha Zarion and myself, Luna Cassidy.I’m no longer human. I can finally feel me being a leader of a pack of werewolves has been worth it. I’m no longer the whiny human who cries every time my knee is wounded. I’m now a Luna, the Queen of the Volatile Hounds Pack. No longer human, no longer weak. As I read the letter, my thoughts were interrupted by Bridgette, my trusted Beta and friend. She had heard rumors about another pack that was on the brink of extinction, but the name eluded her. The word had spread that
Laughter erupted in the room, a release of tension brought about by the Chancellor's cutting remark. Brandon's face contorted with a mixture of anger and humiliation, his own pack members glancing at him with unease.Somehow, that pitiful face of his brought happiness in me too. It was clear that his reputation had taken a hit, and the tides of fate are beginning to shift.I couldn't help but feel a flicker of satisfaction at the Chancellor's response. The playing field was being leveled, and it was up to us to seize the opportunity. As the meeting continued, I found myself immersed in thoughts of revenge, my determination solidifying. The Rogues would be mine, and justice would be served. But for now, I had to play the game. I had to bide my time, gather support, and strike when the moment was right. When I locked eyes with Alpha Zarion, I knew he shared the same unwavering resolve as mine. The battle for power had begun, and neither Brandon nor anyone else in that room had any id
The anticipation in the air was palpable as our pack gathered in the heart of the forest, surrounded by ancient trees that seemed to whisper encouragement and strength.Alpha Zarion and I stood side by side, united in one purpose—to train our wolves for the upcoming war that loomed on the horizon. This wasn't just about survival; it was about protecting everything we held dear.This fight with Hestia is not just my fight—this is our fight. Each and everyone of us.With a determined glint in my eyes, I looked out at the assembled wolves, each one brimming with potential. They were more than just members of our pack; they were family. We had come a long way together, and now, it was time to push our limits even further.“Listen up, everyone!" I called out, my voice projecting with utter confidence. I never trained with this many people before, but I will do this. “The time has come for us to prepare for the battle that awaits us. Our enemies, the Madfur Claws Pack, may be formidable but
When the Chancellor finally concluded his speech, determination and dread overflowed within me like an empty glass of water being filled with heavy rain. This was it—the moment we had been preparing for, waiting for. The battle that would determine our pack's future. My future. The meeting was adjourned, and Alpha Zarion and Alpha Brandon exchanged a tense handshake right in front of us pretending to be solemn and diplomatic.Deep inside, I know he wants to flip his brother over to the floor and stab him in the heart. But the Chancellor is watching. So as other pack leaders and their respective Lunas.A deep, resonant gong echoed through the room, signaling the end of the gathering. It was a chilling sound, creepy sound. One that seemed to reverberate in my bones. There was no turning back now. The dice had been rolled, and the fate of our pack was sealed.You can do this, Cassidy. My wolf, Sellene, is indeed reassuring as ever. We can do this. I know I can. But fear…it i
I remembered the path towards my Grandmother’s castle—our castle—is not as rough as this. Small mountains of snow covered the road, twigs and rocks everywhere. And icicles lined the area like some strayed spears protecting someone.As we set off towards the grandmother's castle, a mix of emotions churned within me. Fear, determination, and hope are all warring inside me as if I’m one hell of a giant blender.I love my grandmother so much. I missed her too. I know that she hates me now that I left her for a man—for an Alpha—at the age of eighteen. But I have a feeling that she'll set aside some personal dilemmas once she sees them. She’s not safe right now, neither me and Bridgette, but we’re going to push through this shitshow.Night came but still we ventured forth. The moon cast eerie shadows across the forest floor, haunting our path subtly. I couldn't shake the feeling that we were being watched, especially since it was only the two of us.But with Bridgette by my side