“Where did you find this?” Alpha Devin rushed to us and took the syringe from Jasper’s hand, bringing it to his nose to sniff the contents.
“In the forest where Sophia was attacked.” He revealed and the two alphas shared a confused look.
“We combed the site thoroughly and we didn’t find this.” Alpha Allison frowned.
“That’s because where Alpha Devin found me wasn’t where they initially attacked me. I was on my way home when they grabbed me from behind and tried to inject me with this stuff, but I struggled and kicked the syringe from the rogue’s hand. They dragged me towards the border that’s when Alpha Devin intervened.” I explained, realising that I hadn’t really tol
“Check this out.” Jasper turned the laptop screen to face us as we gathered around, “It’s a story of Greek mythology on how werewolves were created.” “The first Lycan wolf was created by Zeus, the Greek God as a punishment for committing murder and placed on a deserted island where he was cursed to live a life of solitude and suffering for eternity.” Alpha Allison read aloud the part that Jasper highlighted and looked at us. “That’s all it says?” I wondered, confused by how an entire race came to be of a single Lycan. “Yeah it tells a brief story of what he did and what his life on the island meant, but nothing beyond that.” Jasper turned the screen back to himself. “I never knew that, but that’s interesting because when I was doing research on black wolves years ago, I found that Zeus was the one who spilt the souls of the original werewolves since their power threatened to conquer the Gods’ rule.” That left even more of our questions unanswered. “Do you think any of that’s
I awoke with a start, my chest rising and falling rapidly as images flashed in my head. My hands were trembling when I reached for my sketchbook causing me to drop my phone which was on the nightstand, but I paid it no mind as I threw open the book to the first clean page.The pencil moved quickly and fluidly across the page and even in the dark, I could see the image of the woman becoming clearer on the page. It was by far one of the most detailed drawings I’ve ever done of a person I’ve never seen or met before.“Sophia, is everything okay?” Alpha Allison barged into the room and scanned the space like she was checking for intruders.“I’m fine, sorry I woke you.” I apologised, not taking my eyes off the page in fr
I walked out of school with a spring in my step, it was the first day of summer vacation and I couldn’t wait, my plans for the summer included training every day and improving my wolf’s combat skills.“You look excited.” Beta Jacob smirked as I approached him, ever since we found out the attack wasn’t random, Alpha Devin insisted he walks me home from school and much to my surprise, I found myself enjoying his company.“It’s the last day of school, what’s there not to be excited about?” I chirped, falling into step with him.Beta Jacob laughed, throwing his head back, “I loved school, I wish I could go back.” He pointed out.&l
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Alpha Allison asked, stopping me before I could walk through the boarding gate.“I have to go back and see this through. I promise I’ll be okay.” I assured her, glancing at the two men who stood stiffly behind me.“Let me know if they give you any trouble and I’ll get Oliver to deal with them.” She threw a glare at both of them and I chuckled, gathering her in my arms.“Thank you for everything,” I whispered, inhaling her calming scent.“Take care of yourself, okay?” She frowned deeply, clearly fighting an internal battle.
The afternoon was drawing late, I knew sunset would be soon, but being back at the place I once called home brought back a feeling of nostalgia. The house before me looked exactly as I remembered it, the peach paint on the walls was peeling and the white bannisters looked like they had seen better days, but when I looked on at the building, all I saw were the happy memories. Continuing on my path, I made my way to a familiar place, a place between the trees filled with love and wild daisies. I perched myself on the rock I used to spend hours on, it seemed smaller than before and a tad less comfortable, but the peace remained. “Got space for one more?” I gasped when I saw the man standing beyond the treeline, the sun caught his ginger hair making it glitter. “Depends who’s asking.” I turned away from him, my lips setting into a tight line. “Jas… Your Jas.” Jasper’s whisper made a shiver run down my spine and my fists balled at my sides. “What do you want, Jasper?” My hea
“Wait, you’re telling me that Jasper- Jasper Queen who fell out of the sky, is actually the son of the late Alpha and Luna Atwater who was killed in the packhouse fire four years ago?” Alpha Allison clarified when I told her the story and Beta Jacob nodded.“We were just as surprised, but it explains why he doesn’t smell like a typical rogue.” Beta Jacob pointed out.“I just thought he took a scent neutralizer to protect himself from other rogues.” Alpha Devin shrugged.When we arrived back at the Shadow Moon pack with Maria in tow, Jasper promptly disappeared, leaving Beta Jacob and me to explain what transpired to the Alphas.“Why did he
“It’s a Vulture Talon,” Jasper stated, studying the claw with a frown. It was the first we saw of him since returning from Wales and his demeanour was colder than usual.Both Alphas along with their Betas and Theta were gathered in the office alongside the newly formed “Honour Race”, none of us had any idea what the message meant, but two things we could agree on was that we were under attack and that I was their primary target.“It says here that vultures signify death and danger.” Marcel turned the phone screen to face us with a deep frown.“So what, they’re sending a message that they’re going to kill me?” my jaw clenched, I hated this.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the Moon Goddess. The creator of the werewolves.” The stocky man chuckled darkly, “I must say I expected more.” He sneered, the scar across his right eye crinkling as he did so.I looked around the darkened room for an indication of where I was, but all I could see from the position tied to a metal chair was the lightbulb that hung from a crossbeam.The way the man’s voice echoed indicated that we were in a large metal space, but his careless echoes meant we were far away enough from civilization for him to care about getting caught.I searched my memory for any idea of how I got there, but the last thing