***“I took pity on her and showed her how good it could be, having a man inside her.” Reynard continued his chatter. “You should have heard her…screaming like a nympho.” He laughed.Ryan couldn’t take it anymore. He opened his hands and let loose an incredibly powerful blast of bright white kinetic energy, which went directly towards Reynard. But of course, it hit against his shield. The blast didn’t touch Reynard’s body at all. Rather, its great concussive force violently sent the two seated at the table, flying through the air. One, unfortunately, ended up on the sharp edge of the mirror that had exploded earlier as a result of Reynard’s scream. He died instantly.“Well, well, well…the little wolf is angry.” Reynard applauded with a wide grin. “Don’t bother wasting your energy on me. You can’t touch me.” He looked so smug. “Now, where was I? Yes, your nympho of a mother. Oh, I gave it to her hard.” Reynard’s hands went behind his head in an even more relaxed state. It was almost as
***Gloria circled the three warlocks, staring at the cloud of fiery smoke that swirled around them. She couldn’t go too close to them because the smoke gave forth some serious heat. Although Gloria had been busy fighting, she’d noticed exactly when the three warlocks had appeared on top of the building out of nowhere. And from the way they’d been chanting, it was obvious that their aim was to restore the clan’s dark energy to its full power. Well, Deloris wasn’t called the queen of spells for nothing. That spell she had cast, according to her, could only be broken if she died because she’d tied it to her life. Fortunately, those silly warlocks didn’t know that so Gloria had ignored them and gone right ahead with the battle. After all, their chanting wasn’t and couldn’t harm anyone.Besides, from the frustrated look that appeared on their faces after some extensive chanting, it was obvious they were not making any headway. Gloria hadn’t planned on wasting her time on the three chantin
***Vincent looked up when he heard sudden screams from the people that he and his team were leading to safety on the park beside the Wyatt fortress. They were prisoners of the Wyatt Clan. Vincent had thought the prisoners would join them to fight the Wyatt Clan but they all seemed so weak he’d decided to rather keep them away from the fortress till the battle ended. Besides, the plan was to burn down the fortress after the battle so the prisoners needed to be taken off the property. Some had been prisoners for centuries, some were mortals, and some were even children. There were fifty-seven prisoners in all.“What’s going…” But Vincent never completed his question. He was hit by an energy ball that threw him high into the air and sent him hurtling onto the ground. He was dead before he hit the ground.“Run.” Another werewolf screamed at the prisoners even as he shifted into a large wolf and bared his teeth at the white-haired warlock who suspended in the sky not too far above them.“
***Ryan’s eyes widened at his wolf’s words. What was that Deloris had said? He could do anything, right? Well, what if he summoned Reynard’s powers, using his own blood? He could create a point of contact, focus on that, and then drain the bastard. Ryan shrugged out of his hoodie, leaving on the t-shirt beneath. The monster’s blood ran through him, right? Why not put that blood to good use? He looked around for something to cut himself with…like a knife. Immediately he thought of it, a knife appeared in his hand.“Cool,” Ryan muttered to himself. “Sorry, Jeremy.” He groaned. From what he’d learnt recently, he was about to inflict pain on his mate.‘Hey,’ Ryan heard his wolf, ‘how about we do this together? The pain will not be too bad and you can heal faster.’And that was when Ryan began to transform into a wolfman, right before the eyes of the prisoners, Reynard, and unbeknownst to him, his pack who were watching him from behind the protective circle that had been created by Delori
***“Ryan?” Ryan heard Deloris calling his name from behind him and turned around to see the warlock, holding in her hands a change of clothes for him. “You need to shift and dress up. Gloria gave me these for you. Come.”The wolfman stared at the clothes, then at the woman who he had a feeling had figure out his secret to an extent. After all, he had no outward deformities. With a grateful nod, Ryan took the clothes and followed the woman to a shed where no one could see him. She left him and went back to join the pack.Ryan heard the shouts before he finished dressing up. He wondered what was happening. He took his time though because he had a feeling it wasn’t anything serious. Gloria was waiting for him when he emerged from the shed.“Reynard killed himself.” She said without preamble. “Used that knife you left lying on the ground.”Ryan nodded and draped an arm around Gloria’s neck. “Can we go home now?”“Sure. Are you okay?”“No,” Ryan responded quietly. “I need Jeremy.”“I know
***The albino looked at the photo in his hand, his face etched with grief. The love of his life. His wife. The woman he’d been with for over a century. She was no more. Killed by the bloody wolves of Stanwood Pack during the battle that saw the collapse of his clan. That little girl had no idea what she and her savage bunch had taken from him. If she did, she wouldn’t have made a deal with him. His thirst for vengeance was definitely more intense than the need to live.The Jackal had been given an assignment. An assignment that was supposed to be very simple and easy. An assignment that was going to give him a second chance at life. A second chance? Really? Who said he wanted to live? How could he, after everything had been taken away from him? In any case, he was not fooled for even a second. Definitely not by some arrogant little bitch. The Jackal knew that the silly girl didn’t have any intention of allowing him to live. He didn’t need to consult zoltar to know that she was going
***The Jackal smiled with satisfaction when he heard Ryan’s hair-raising scream. He’d always wanted to go out with a bang. Well, what a bang. He was finally ready to meet his maker.His mission had been a simple one. With his gift of glamour, he was supposed to disguise himself as the Alpha of Stanwood Pack…Jeremy Stanton. Then he was to manipulate his mate, Ryan, to think he was having a dream. He wasn’t supposed to say a word to Ryan. All he had to do was give him a smile, a light caress, and a few pecks along the jaw. That was it. Although his powers had drastically diminished after the battle between the Wyatt Clan and the Stanwood pack, the Jackal wasn’t worried at all because he was supposed to be in and out of there in not more than two minutes. That was a piece of cake. He was The Jackal after all.But what the little bully didn’t know was that he had his own plan. His plan was to stick it to the Stanwood Pack who had wiped out his clan, by taking out both its alpha and his m
***“Ryan?” Paige breathed through her tears as she watched Ryan’s demeanor change right there before her eyes. Although she could still see the pain in his eyes, he suddenly seemed to have developed a…thick skin of sorts. He didn’t seem as he had just moments earlier…as if he was about to die. He looked…dangerous. “Ryan…” Paige wasn’t afraid of Ryan. She just felt uneasy. “I’ve called Dad and Phillip. I’m sorry for causing all this but we will fix it.” She spoke softly, trying to calm Ryan. She didn’t know whether it was working, but that was all she could do. “I don’t know how but I promise, we…”“Alpha?” Deloris called out softly when she appeared inside Ryan’s study, cutting off Paige’s tirade.The warlock’s eyes widened when she took a look at Ryan. Just one look told Deloris that something was very wrong. There was a wildness about him…almost as if he was having a hard time holding on to his control. He paced like a caged bull. The Ryan pacing before her looked nothing like the