~Lana~
*** FLASHBACK: NINETEEN YEARS AGO ***
“Hiya! Hiya!” Lana, regardless of her small and young frame, was boldly blocking her friend’s attacks.
She managed to hold her pretend opponent down by pulling his forearm, and she struck his back with the use of her elbow. Quickly, she dashed to the other side while maintaining her grip on the boy, and with her strong leg, she kicked on his back. “Hiya!”
“Good girl, Lana! As expected of my future Alpha,” a man with a great physique, with golden-brown hair and beautiful blue eyes like Lana’s, praised. The man then formed an apologetic frown before he turned to the boy and said, “Sorry, Reeth. You’ll make a good Beta for Lana.”
“It’s okay, uncle Gunner. I will serve Lana with everything I have,” said the boy named Reeth. He smiled at Lana and said, "Good job, Lana."
His words left the young Lana speechless, but soon, she laughed and claimed, "We’ll always be friends, Reeth."
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~Lana~ “Speak to me.” After a gentle kiss on her face, Lana’s watery eyes opened at the sight of Alric.“Please tell me what’s going on.” After Lana’s memories came rushing back, she jerked awake, crying and screaming at the top of her lungs. She hasn’t spoken since, even after changing into her clothes. It worried Alric how she had not uttered a word that he sought for Valencia. Lana was brought to Alric’s study with Elenor and Valencia, observing her state. “Alana, here. I made a soothing tea for you. It will help you relax. I can feel your heart jumping erratically,” suggested Valencia, as she handed Lana the cup of tea. She silently accepted the tea and slowly finished it all down. Alric was now sitting beside her, his arms protectively circling around her frame. He said, “Alana, please. Please speak to me.” “Lana," she faintly corrected. “What?” He asked while his brows met.
~Lana~ “Let me see your mark,” Lana’s aunt requested, her hand nearly taking off her tunic. Lana could not help but flush profusely as she said, “How did you know?” Her aunt nearly snorted, and she replied, “Werewolves. I’m pretty sure they would not take long to mark their mates upon their recognition.” After marveling at Lana's mark, Lucille turned to Alric, who was sitting behind Lana. She said, “Thank you for taking care of Lana and Kai. Had I known you were the same person who had gotten Lana pregnant, I would not have hidden her scent from you.” “Of course, they are my family. I will do anything for them,” Alric replied, his eyes narrowing at Reeth, and low growls left his lips, as if ready to lunge at Lana's friend. After having met her aunt Lucille, Alric brought their guests to the Valmore home. Reeth, Lana’s childhood friend, was also introduced as one of the leaders of the rebellion at the Hidden Mist Valley Pack
~Author’s Narration~ Under the full moon, the mating ceremony was set on the biggest plains in the port of Valmore. Tents were planted to accommodate the guests and rows of seats, set on different levels, were temporarily made for everyone to settle down. At the front most, several Alphas of the neighboring packs came to witness the wedding of Alric and Lana. A long red carpet was laid down in the centermost part of the field. It created a long aisle where Lana would make her bridal walk. All guests were now in their designated seats while Lana lingered behind drapes of white curtains. She was wearing a nude illusion gown, where its sleeves, down to her chest, were embroidered with white gems. From afar, it looked as though the gleaming gems were glued to her skin. The same pattern faded out towards her chest, under her arms, and as it flowed down her princess-cut gown. With the dress’ design, Lana’s mark
~Lana~ “Keep up with me, darling!” Alric challenged Lana as she climbed on top of the highest peak at the Port of Valmore. A loud growl escaped Lana’s lips as her wolf jumped to the next clearing. The couple had been running in their wolf forms to where Alric planned their romantic night together, immediately after their mating ceremony. “How far more?” She probed. Pointing with his snout, Alric’s wolf replied, “We are almost there.” It did not take long for them to arrive at the top, where boulders of rocks stood now and then, but a wide flat surface could also be found, closer to the edge of the cliff. A huge tent was put in place, where inside, a king-size bed had been set up. While Alric shifted and took a big whiff of the surrounding air, Lana ogled at the romantic set-up inside the tent. Candles were already lit. Plumeria blooms were scattered on the bed and on the ground. The best part was h
~Lana~ In a graveled path within the pine forest, Reeth’s grey and black wolf thrust rocks with his pause in Drake’s way. Only then did he lunge at him and attempted to bite on his neck. Drake’s fawn-coated wolf rolled over with Reeth’s, both clawing while pursuing to take a bite. In the end, with how he was using the surrounding resources, Reeth managed to put Drake down with both his paws, his canines ready to snap. It was then that they shifted into their human. “While our kind is fast, we are also fighting against werewolves who hold almost the same speed and agility,” Reeth explained to Lana during their training session. “Thus, in our territory, mastery of the environment is key. We use it to our advantage.” Since Reeth knew the conditions at the Hidden Mist Valley Pack the most, Elenor suggested that he give insight to Lana and the Gammas, at least for a day or two. Lana’s aunt Lucille also came to add her own insights.
~Alric~ The gathering of Alphas had finally arrived. Alric led the circle, in a meeting held at the centermost part of Eastern Dhuran, Costa Veena, a territory belonging to the Blue Moon Pack. All in all, there were fifteen Alphas who came to that gathering, ten of which had long formed an alliance with Alric. They were inside a large conference room, where their Betas stood with them, a few of their men lingered behind them. Whereas, Alric sat next to Lana and Dean, on the other side. “Good afternoon, everyone.” Alric’s eyes landed on the current Alpha of the Dust Mountain Pack, the same group that allegedly held Lana’s father captive. “Thank you all for coming here today and accepting my invitation. As mentioned in my solicitation letters, I am expanding our business, hoping to partner with some other packs here that had not previously made an alliance with me,” Alric explained his intent. “I am offering a tra
~Gunner~ After years of being injected with wolfsbane, Gunner thought he would end up dead, but they never gave him enough doses to perish. Instead, it only strengthened his endurance towards the said poison. He became immune to its side effects. Over time, the same dose no longer affect him. When his captors realized it first, they had increased his dose. Gunner understood he had to act weak in front of them, make them think the wolfsbane was working. For nineteen years, he was locked up in an underground prison. He was deprived of the moon’s light and fed with scraps. From time to time, he would suffer a beating and he did not know why and what triggered it until Morfran came himself, cursing him for taking what his heart desired. The idea mortified him. He prayed to the moon goddess that his wife bore Morfran's advances. He used to think that Morfran had accepted the fact that Arabella was mated to him, but he was wrong to believe
~Lana~ Lana’s eyes have turned completely white. Her gaze fixed on the bright moon against the night, her arms stretched out, seizing the wind. Her reddish-blonde hair was fading into the color of ash white. The surrounding air became harsh, circling with force and creating heated roars. White vapor sizzled around her while the near pines wavered. As she stood in the middle of the pine forest, she sensed being hemmed in by potent energy on all sides, and in the next few seconds, she felt the same power become one with her. She gasped at the sudden surge of energy, her eyes shut with the bolt. The moment she opened her eyes, the clamors of the wind hushed, and the pines stilled. Her eyes were back to the color of blue and her hair returned to its original shade. She huffed and puffed before claiming, “I feel… I feel strong. Like I could do anything." In front of her, Lucille nodded approvingly, answering, “And strong is what you should be.