š¾ Alpha Jake
I never had encountered such creatures in my life as the ones that flanked Selmor in the back of the battle field. PernwƩl invaded my thoughts over mindlink explaining that they were rare creatures from Agmysther, mountain giants from the North. My breathing cut inside my throat and I struggled to swallow the ball of nerves down.
These creatures from another Realm, the mountain giants, had the colour of the earth and were bare with the exception of a cloth covering their loins. Their heads reached the highest tree tops and a shudder wacked through me in the realization that the battle had taken an enormous turn in our disadvantage.
While the poisoned arrows were doing their work, I noticed from my peripheral that they didnāt do the giants much harm. It seemed like everything we threw at th
š¾ Luna PernwĆ©l The moment that I regained consciousness in Jakeās arms I knew there was something wrong with me; a piece missing. I didnāt feel the Awen flow through me anymore. I felt drained, like a current of energy had struck through me, leaving me empty. My eyes fluttered against Jakeās chest, he had shifted back into his human form to carry me and I couldnāt recall for a moment what had just happened. I opened my eyes to see the blue sky above our heads, the sight startled me and I tried to wriggle free from Jakeās arms. He wouldnāt have it and he clutched me closer to him. āHow do you feel?ā He spoke with a sad raspiness to his voice. His emotions of worry whipped around me, striking me with their icy shards. āI donāt know.ā I responded, finding my own voice. āThe l
š¾ Alpha Jake Three years had passed since the dreadful attack from Selmor, and a peaceful time had come to the Grey Moon pack. The ancestor, Darach, the oak tree from Agmysther had been the only thing that remained in our Realm. Except for the Druid, Grendal and his wifeās body that stayed behind as well. We lost many pack members that day and had a proper rite burial by the magical oak tree that was now a part of our land. The magical powers from the Third Realm had left the area and hadnāt returned, which we all were grateful for. Our pack rebuilt and repaired damages in the following months after the war. We lost over twenty pack members and we tried our best to provide solace for their mates and children. It was hard, it always is after a battle, but this one took more away than we had bargained for. It took
ā³ Aerin, Queen of Agmysther“You will be married in a fortnight, Aerin.” My mother announced as she opened the letter that she received from the village of Agmysther.“Do I have any say in the matter?” I replied curtly, not letting my emotions take free reign. I was expected to listen to my parents and not disobey them.“Why would you?” She answered with a gasp. “You are to become Queen.”Our marriage wasn’t one of love, but of convenience. My parents were noblemen from the South and I had inherited my Druidic powers from a long line of female Druids in my ancestry.We all knew that what the King from Agmysther wanted was power. I fitted into
ā³ Aerin, Queen of Agmysther“There must be something I can give to you.”I begged and I prayed, to spare my love from such a cruel demise. The King of Agmysther had no heart, no soul. He was as black as a night without stars.“What could you possibly give me?” His voice boomed through the room as he held me up by my throat, eyeing me as if I disgusted him. I had failed him, by loving another man.“More power?” I tried throwing him something he would be interested in, maybe I could offer him a spell or a brew that could make him happy, a reason to spare Viggo’s life.“I have everything I need.” He snarled. “And if I would want something else I would take it with a snap of my fingers.” He hissed against the skin of m
āThere are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.ā - George Carlin.ā³Trigger/Content warning listš¾SexExcessive or gratuitous violenceDeath or dyingBloodā³Teaserš¾āWhen I mustered the courage to reveal myself, he kept staring at me. I suppose he had never heard of my species either, and I must've looked very strange to him.But when our eyes met, I felt something I had never felt before in my life. I was drawn to him in a way that I hadnāt sensed with any other male in all my years. It was mystical, like I could stare directly into the soul of this man and I recognized him as part of myself.āExcerpt from āRunning with wolves.āā³
ā³PernwĆ©l Iāve never been so lost in my life. Everything around me was different, I didnāt know where I was. The only thing I wanted right now is to be back in my bed and wish that this morning never happened. *Flashback. An ear-piercing sound forced me to open my eyes. I was in my room. I saw smoke coming beneath the crack of the door and alarm bells went off in my mind. We were under attack. I jumped up in a defensive stance and used my years of combat training to look around and assess the situation. I needed to move fa
ā³PernwĆ©l Pushing back the tears that tried to break free from my eyes, I got myself up from the ground and looked at the provisions that I had with me. Counting my weapons I had my sword, bow, two normal and one ignition arrow. In my belt were some knives and a dagger. I pulled my hood over my head and pointy ears to cover myself. The fabric was mossy green so I could hide better in the woods. My long silver hair would reflect the sunlight and I would be easier to spot. I was in unknown land and I had no idea what or whom lived here. Spotting some trees and rocks together I moved behind them to protect myself as I did some inventory on the rest of my belongings. In my bag I had water, some crackers and dried fruit. Typical warrior package for scouting. More daggers, two of which I put between the straps of my boots, handy for throwing. An extra hood and some warmer clothes in case the weather chan
š¾Alpha Jake My Beta Darren brought in a strange girl earlier. He claims that he found her in the woods on the daily patrol of our borders. Our pack is well hidden deep in the mountains so I donāt have a clue how she got here. We keep to ourselves because we train our warriors thouroughly and we donāt want anyone from the outside snooping around or finding out about our patrol schedule and training. There were a lot of neighboring packs that wanted to know more about Grey Moon, we had some of the best werewolf warriors in existence and we were self-sufficient and wealthy. We had alliances with other packs and we worked together in times of need or war but, being a big pack like ours leads to creating enemies based on border lines and jealousies, also resulting from time to time in a rogue attack. He said she was by herself and it didnāt look like she was planning anything against us. She was start