~Lana~
Throughout the entire dinner, Lana watched as her father ate heartily, all while laughing and crying at Kai’s stories. She could tell he was in pain, pain for having missed so many years, yet he was happy he could finally hear it all.
The sight of their exchanges caused her to cry, so she excused herself and made her way up to the master bedroom. She sobbed her anger away while looking at the bright moon and the gleaming stars.
She did not know for how long she stood there, weeping, but eventually, she heard the door open and her husband called for her, “Darling? Are you alright? I told your father you were just tired.”
“Oh, gods. I don’t want to make him worry,” she said, wiping the stain on her face.
She noticed arms around her waist and she felt Alric’s lips on her cheek. He said, “I told him you are trying to prepare your body to conceive -”
“Shameless!” She countered, her face turning red as she gazed into
Thank you for reading! Sorry ladies. I'm so late but better late than never. I think this will be my new time of publishing now. Some changes in our family setup had left me with no choice but to work during my kid's sleeping hours. Thank you very much for your understanding. The next chapter will follow after 2 hours.
~Morfran~ It was raining densely across the town proper of the Hidden Mist Valley, and the fogs were thicker than usual. Visibility was close to zero. Yet, in the midst of the dullness, Morfran could be seen standing on top of the freshly covered grave, within a private cemetery belonging to the pack’s name. Tears rolled down his sullen face as he remained standing on top of Arabella’s burial. His hands were formed into fists, his jaws locked, thinking how all his sacrifices have gone down the drain. The woman he loved for so long left him. Arabella followed Gunner to death. “Arrrgghhh!” He growled, thinking about how he failed to secure Arabella's heart. Despite being dead, Gunner won over him. Many years back, when he learned that his precious Arabella was mated to his best friend and Alpha, Morfran's heart was crushed altogether. He found her first and so she should have been his! This was what he firmly believed.&nb
~Arabella~ Sleeping in the small dimension she had created as her solace, Arabella felt her skin crawl. She had about four square feet of space, a small bed that she could sleep in. It was ironic how her place of comfort was like a mere box, which gave nothing but an eerie feeling. However, that was better, so much better than being with Morfran. A small portion of her hand burned and itched. She jerked up to the familiar calling of her older sister, Lucille. The small spiral mark on her hand was glowing and scorching. White vapor sizzled out of her mark, and her sister’s eyes became visible to her view. Lucille spoke through the smoke, “Arabella, I have little time. We have Gunner -” Stunned, Arabella interrupted, “What did you say? How are you able to contact me, Lucille? Haven’t you exhausted your powers the last time you were in a fight -” “I have regained my strength, thanks to the healer of the Val
~Arabella~ “The rogues are catching up to us,” Arabella said while clinging tightly to Max's wolf. “There are six or seven of them!” She watched as Valencia cast a spell of deception, resulting in the rogues becoming distracted, but eventually, they caught on, following their tracks. They were looking so ferocious; they seemed adamant to catch up with them. “They are quick!” She exclaimed. “Don’t worry. We are nearing the borders of the Port of Valmore!” Max revealed, his eyes focused on the path ahead. "Just hold on tight! I'll run even faster!" “I’ve mind linked with Alric. They are coming our way,” Valencia revealed. "Alric won't be so forgiving!" It was because Max and Valencia were too fast that they arrived closer to the Port of Valmore much sooner. They spotted rogues following them while crossing the Blue Moon Pack's territory, and Max suspected they were still part of Morfran’s men. Her sister Lucille
~Lana~ “Mother, you are not a werewolf,” Lana remarked. A soft giggle escaped her lips after having witnessed Arabella sniff her son profoundly. Arabella laughed and then, she pushed back a strand of Kai’s hair behind his ear. She faintly replied, “It’s exactly because I am not a werewolf that I am putting greater efforts into smelling my own grandson.” It was much later when they arrived at the Valmore home. Valencia had to give Arabella more healing potions, in order to get her strength back. Lana’s father also had a shot of the great healer’s magic. After getting a new pair of clothes and a good bath, Lana led her mother to Kai’s room. It was in his bedroom where Arabella marveled at her grandson. “He is so handsome. I love his name too. Seven right?” Arabella asked, her frame resting beside Kai. "I love you, Kai." “Yes, mother,” Lana replied. “He is just the same age when.” Lana could feel her mother
~Alric~ His black and enormous wolf growled at the three wolfmen that had arrived at the borders of the Dust Mountain Pack, his Beta Dean, and his new pack warriors stood behind him, also in their beast forms. The visiting werewolves brought Alric a message from Morfran. “Our Alpha said, if you do not return Arabella and Gunner to the Hidden Mist Valley, we will attack the Port of Valmore! We will make slaves of your wives and whores out of them!” Said the wolf, who had earlier introduced himself as Blaze, Morfran’s Beta. Alric became irked to the depths of his bones, his nostrils flared and his fangs dug against the soil. His eyes narrowed, and he felt all of his hair stand in anger. He announced, “Morfran can attack the Port of Valmore and court death! We will be waiting for him!" He snarled loudly and announced, “Also send a message to Morfran!” While the werewolves from the Hidden Mist Valley Pack awaited the statement, Alric l
~Lana~ Racing in her red-brown wolf, Lana leaped three meters away from the finish line, landing first amongst the female werewolves. After catching her breath, she slowed down in her tracks and turned to look at the warriors behind her. She inwardly smirked, seeing Geneva’s cream-coated wolf still rushing to catch up with her. In her human form, Geneva may be a better fighter, but in their wolf forms, Lana was definitely faster, bigger, and stronger. “A very deserving Luna of our pack!” Elenor was the first to cheer for Lana, and the rest of the audience echoed their support. From time to time, the pack would hold a race. The wolfmen’s competition was usually held separately from the females and that day, the she-wolves went around the borders of the port of Valmore. They all followed a specific trail, from plains to rocky cliffs, until arriving at the town proper and entering the grand arena. Moments later, after all the particip
~Lana~ Lana found herself staring blankly at the ports, two blocks away from Alric’s office. She breathed in the sea breeze that hit her face and she folded her arms against her, trying to contain her anger. Her eyes wandered to the busy canal that went through a fraction of the Port of Valmore and allowed its beauty to ease her chest. She sat on the bench, marveling at how very little of the province opened up to the sea, yet it greatly contributed to the booming business of the Valmore Group of Companies. In fact, the trade was the heart of Alric's business. “I always knew you were this pathetic, Lana! Did you really spy on me and your husband? That goes without saying, you must be having a dull life in bed these past few days.” Lana turned behind her, only to find Geneva mocking through her words. Lana rolled her eyes and countered, “I don’t know what you're talking about -” Geneva laughed hysterically before she suggested
~Morfran~ “Are you working on it? We need more of that potion so we can continue to be undiscovered,” Morfran demanded, his eyes never leaving Sabrina, his witch. She was walking around him and his men, producing mists from a liquid potion she had copied from the same mixture Geneva provided. It was made with a scent, only familiar within the lands of the Port of Valmore, and so far, it was working well for them. None of the allied packs were able to detect his group. Their numbers never reduced, despite having walked around the borders of the Blue Moon Pack. Morfran could already see it. He would be able to take his Arabella back, and not only that! He could take Gunner and his daughter too, make slaves out of them and a whore out of Lana. But prior to leaving that day, he swore to wreak havoc in the lands of the Port of Valmore, and what better way to do it than to destroy the Valmore ancestral home? He swore to not only bu