Shom did not know when it started to spiral.The events that unfolded were too sudden that they left him in awe. One moment, he was happily expressing his stand about the future of the werewolf society and where the Werewolf Committee be by then—with the aim to ignite fear and doubt within the brazen alpha and the fuckable pregnant Luna.He even remembered seeing the growing member of Maharet, who was secretly staring at the Blood Claws Pack’s luna with lustful eyes, during the meeting.Exchanging pleasantries while wearing their facades, even an idiot like Shom could see that the alpha and luna couple were two people that they could not mess with without a concrete plan. He clearly remembered himself standing up when Maharet stood up with the intention to join the feast that the luna mentioned prior to the meeting.Everything was turning out fine—at least that was what he thought.The next thing Shom realized, he was now surrounded by darkness.The pungent odor of feces and urine mix
The sound of the shattering glassware hitting the wall did not deter the omegas who were standing in line at the far corner of the room. On the floor, broken pieces of highly-valued vases lay in tatters. Amid the onslaught of anger-filled heaving and menacing growls, the omegas pinned their gazes on their toes. They were quite used to this already.Ever since the future Luna returned from their visit to the Blood Claws Pack, Anastasia kept herself locked up in her room in the pack house of the Crescent Pack. The only one who could calm her anger was her chosen mate—Axel Crescent, the future alpha of the Crescent Pack. But the young future alpha was busily planning with the Werewolf Committee for the betterment of the Crescent Pack, leaving the young future luna alone.Today was one of her ‘red’ days wherein she would shatter anything in her sight—things she used to cherish were now discarded on the floor, ripped to pieces, and broken beyond repair.Inside her room, where the sunlight
“Did the smiling fox finally talk?”Talia closed the door and took a leisurely seat in front of the alpha’s table. She leaned back on her chair and rested her chin on her palm as she pondered over Diana’s question for a good moment before she finally looked at the woman sitting on the Blood Claws Pack’s alpha’s chair.Of course, Talia did notice the glaring presence of the said alpha behind Diana—carefully massaging the latter’s scalp like some domesticated mate that he was.She could not help but think about the six brooding alphas she left abruptly at Alpha Dylan’s first call. Of course, Talia took the first chance to free herself from those overly dominant and possessive alphas. And now here she was, suffering the onslaught of sweetness the power couple was showing her openly—as if mocking Talia and her predicament with her six mates.Talia cleared her throat. She replied nonchalantly, “He died. He could not stand the torture.”“You enjoyed it too much, haven’t you?” Though Diana w
“Mason, leave me. If you leave now, at least our daughter has still one parent left. Losing me won’t hurt that much!” Lorraine sobbed. She hugged her mate’s left hand which was now wrapped with the only spare cloth between them—her handkerchief that she tied in her hair the day they were siege.Mason flicked Lorraine’s forehead. With his right hand, he wiped her tears with his knuckles. “I just lose a finger, not my ability to protect. Even if it comes to choosing between us, I would rather let you leave here and tell our daughter what kind of hero her father is until his last moment.” Giving her a comforting smile, he tucked the disheveled hair of Lorraine behind her ears. He continued, “I want to be remembered by my mate as her hero and to be embedded in my daughter’s heart as her mother’s hero than flee without my last bit of pride. You can’t deprive me of that, Lorraine. Anyone can, but not you.”Lorraine heard the heartache in Mason’s voice. Despite his unshaven face and grimy ap
The Blood Claws Pack came like a storm's sharp wind—swift and deadly. The wolves' thundering paws we're like the beating war drums of ancient times. The moon was at its peak, the Crescent Pack had rested early aside from the newly shifted wolves who still lurked around the central part of the town. Many had retired early, too tired from the drills that the alpha had instilled for every capable wolf of the area—as if they were being prepared for an incoming war. Deep in the night, when they had barely entered their Dreamland, the sudden onslaught of a thick scent of blood wafted even to the confines of their rooms.It was the males first who noticed it. They immediately tugged their families awake, shouting at them in a frenzy to stay together and never lose sight of one another.Together, the males went straight to the direction where the scent of the blood was thickest—the surrounding borders facing the formidable and deadly Blood Claws Pack.The newly arrived males watched in horro
‘That mysterious necklace is missing? How? Did Diana take it? Is that why she knows it?’Anastasia’s mind was in turmoil. Biting her fingernail, not minding the blood oozing from her or how the nearest wolves were looking at her, her eyes darted to the darkness that surrounded the clearing. She wanted to pinpoint the direction where Diana was hiding, yet Diana’s voice was everywhere!“Anastasia, go and take five deltas with you. Go back to the safety of the pack house. Your Luna is waiting for you there,” said Alpha Nathan. He looked back at her, eyes filled with urgency and anger to plummet down the beta he deemed as nothing but a pup.For Alpha Nathan, only the maniacal Blood Alpha was worth being wary of.For a split second, Anastasia looked back at the cabin.Biting the inside of her cheeks until she could feel the tangy taste of blood seeping down her throat, Anastasia could only clench her fists until her knuckles turned white. Forcing a smile on her face, she politely spoke.“T
‘Wh-What is that?’Anastasia’s tongue had frozen along with her body to the point that she could only scream at the back of her mind.Like the deltas, Anastasia could not even move a muscle. It was her natural instinct kicking in—to stay still and avoid being devoured by such a monster!A monster. There was no other word that Anastasia could use to describe the towering wolf behind the grinning Diana. Its black fur camouflaged with the darkness of the night. Its mouth was openly drooling as its massive pair of eyes gleamed menacingly while it stared at them—observing them or rather choosing who would be its first prey.Diana followed where Anastasia was looking with her wide and scared eyes. She was hereby met by a predatory look of her mate.‘Calm down. They cannot hurt me.’ Diana sent this message through their mind link, she did not hear a single word from him. Instead, Diana felt the overwhelming dissatisfaction from her mate as it wanted to tear those before her into shreds and a
Anastasia finally fixated her frantic eyes on the glowing object hanging around Diana's neck.Its intricate design screamed mystic and vintage slapped Anastasia. She had foolishly denied the possibility of it as the Moon's Tears even after hearing Diana's taunting remark while she was with Alpha Nathan. Thinking that it was merely a remnant of the Genesis Coven, Anastasia did not really put attention to it—until Diana deliberately slapped her with the truth.Shaking her head vehemently, Anastasia started to trash once more. With trembling joints and shaking muscles, she screamed in utter anger."No! No! You're lying! The Moon's Tears necklace is nothing but a relic of the past! It is nothing but a foolish attempt of the Crescent Pack to match the prestigious history of the Woodland Pack! You're a lying bitch!"Looking and observing Anastasia right now, Diana was finally released from any bits of anger and melancholy from her past life's grievances."You look so pathetic right now." D