⚠Warning graphic sexual violence⚠ Cullen was furious. How had the wretched vampire been so incompetent? He had sent her on a simple mission. All that she had needed to do was kill the future Luna of the Red River Pack. Her mission was as simple as any other she had been assigned countless times before. Not only had she failed to kill the mutt, she then allowed it to escape. Growling with anger and frustration, Cullen grabbed the side table up and smashed it on the floor before turning and heading over to his desk. He walked behind it and sat heavily into his chair. As he sat there with his eyes closed and rubbing his temples the sorceress sat across the room on the leather loveseat looking as though she could care less about the entire situation. Failure was something Cullen did not tolerate. This Kira would pay. He sat there waiting for her return. He had sent her and several others out into the world to look for and retrieve the young Luna. He was angry that she had not been kil
A cool, gentle breeze blew over the meadow and through the trees at the edge of the forest. The changing leaves danced magically in the wind. A shower of orange, red, yellow, and brown cascaded whimsically to the ground below. A hawk cried out over head as it flew over the meadow. It's sharp eye catching sight of a mouse as it scurried all around looking for a tidbit of food, caused it to turn and to coast upon the breeze. Suddenly, without any warning, it brought it's wings close to its side and dove at a seemingly impossible speed. Head first it hurdled towards the ground. Just before impact it suddenly spread it's wings and threw it's talons forward. The mouse never stood a chance. The poor thing never knew what hit it. It was dead before it could ever even begin to comprehend that it was in any danger. Picking up it's prey, the raptor flew effortlessly away, calling out to it's mate as it reached the tree line. There joined by it's partner they soared high into the evening sky call
It was very late by the time Wren reached the pack house. But dispite the late hour it appeared that every light was on inside of the four story mansion. The grounds outside were lit up as well. Pack members were rushing here and there setting up a stage and dancing area. Some were placing tables and setting out greenery. Others were streaming strands of lights all around the lawn. Wren had hoped to sneak in unnoticed. That was obviously out of the question. She quickly reached into the trunk at the tree line and grabbed a large shirt out of it to cover her naked body with. After doing so she quickly rushed through the busy wolves towards the back door. An omega girl looked up as she ran past and called out that Luna Freya was looking for her just as her mother's voice entered her head through the mind link."Wren, where are you? It's late and I need to speak with you about the party tomorrow. Meet me in your father's office at once, please." , her mother had said before closing the li
Five days before Wren's birthday. Phelan Mchughes rubbed his hands through his ebony locks as he looked at the invitation laying before him on his desk. It had been a very hectic day for him. Filled with meetings and plenty of aggravation. He just finished filling out the last of many forms for the day and had decided to open some of his personal mail before retiring for the evening. The invitation had been the last of the letters he had opened. He didn't personally know the Alpha of the Long Mountain pack or his daughter. He really had no interest in attending the celebration in her honor. For all he new She was just another spoiled brat looking to out shine her peers. He had no time or interest in entertaining such individuals. Phelan had almost tossed the invite into the trash as quickly as he had opened it. The Long Mountain Pack was a continent away from his Red River Pack lands. However, if he managed to recieve an invitation, then so too might his allies and possibly his enemie
Turner sat there on the cold wet dungeon floor. His feet were shackled with silver and his hands were cuffed to the stones on the floor. His mate was tied down to a wooden table across the room in front of him. They had been held captive by Alpha Cullen for the past 2 months. Stripped naked and beaten daily they were near death. It was unusual for Cullen to allow his prisoners to live longer than a week. He had no justifiable reason to be torturing these two unfortunate wolves. They had not wronged him. He was a sick and twisted individual. He tortured merely for the sheer delight it brought him to cause harm to others. Cullen had decimated their pack. He had taken them by surprise when his murderous pack had attacked unprovoked in the middle of the night. Turner's Black Knight pack had been caught unaware and they were far outnumbered. It had been a slaughter fest. Cullen had loved every moment. Cullen stood here now, his hands shaking in anticipation of the agony he was about to ca
Phelan stepped out of his plane followed closely by his gamma and two warriors. All four men were eager to reach their destination. The sooner the better. It would be easier for Crescent Moon to ambush them on the rest of there travel. They had no way of knowing whether Cullen's spies were aware of them making this journey or not. They would be safer once the reached the Long Mounain pack's territory. After researching the the names on the guest list they had discovered that two of the Alphas that were invited to the celebration had territorial borders near what had been the Dark Moon territory. Phelan was eager to discuss the attack on Dark Moon with them. He thought that it would be an opportune time to also start negotiating an alliance with them. Phelan had phoned ahead the day before and discussed the matter with Alpha Mixon. The two of them had arranged an Alphas meeting for the night of his arrival. Long Mountain pack, although quite large in size, was considerably smaller th
At nine o'clock sharp Phelan walked into Alpha Mixon's den where twelve other Alphas were all sitting. Phelan found a comfortable looking leather arm chair and took a seat. Alpha Mixon sat across from him in the matching arm chair. As Phelan made himself comfortable the remaining six Alphas walked in joining the group. When everyone was seated Alpha Mixon's Beta walked around the room closing all the doors for privacy. At the last door he turned and nodded to his Alpha and left the room. With the doors closed Alpha Mixon cleared his throat signaling the start of the meeting. Immediately all of the men fell silent in anticipation of learning what the private meeting had been called for. Most figured by now that there was more to this gathering than just smoking cigars and drinking brandy. Mixon leaned forward and looked at each of the men sitting around him before speaking. "First of all I want to thank each and everyone of you for attending this meeting and for accepting without quest
The Alphas discussed what Phelan had told them in great detail over the next couple of hours. They all agreed that it was in fact a mutual problem that would at some point in time most definitely affect them all. They had a common enemy and would all benefit by forming an alliance to stand against the impending evil. Every pack represented in the meeting would immediately start protocols to protect and defend their individual territories. They agreed as a whole to begin drawing up the necessary paper work on the following Monday to form a Continental Alliance of Packs. Putting aside their differences for the greater good was going to be the only way to come together as one unit in order conquer the issue at hand. They would each then set up meetings with their individual alliances to discuss the matter in an attempt to get every pack in the country involved within the next few weeks. After that they would schedule a meeting of all Alphas in the Red River Pack territory, as they were th