Overlord, we are under attack!" One of the rogue wolves called out. Zulu jerked.
"Get dressed and return to the pack," he ordered before disappearing into the forest. I was alarmed and quickly swam out of the water. I dashed to where my clothes were spread on the rock and immediately got dressed.
I could hear cries from far away; it sounded like there was fighting up ahead. I paused, not knowing what to do. Maybe I shouldn't go back. This might be my only opportunity to escape. I decided to turn the other way.
A wolf dashed out from a small clearing behind me and pounced after me. I immediately transformed and started escaping. It seems like Zulu's men had broken camp and were now escaping. All for himself.
It was very much expected in a group filled with rogue wolves. There was no real bond between them, only benefits. They will never put their life on the line if it doesn't benefit them.
Soon there were two wolves chasing after me. They were very relentless and didn't give up the pursuit. Soon I managed to shake them off.
"Roar!" I heard a very majestic and heaven-defying roar. I looked and saw a very large dark gray-colored wolf. His color seemed to have a beautiful luster to it, and he especially stood out in the surroundings.
He looked scary and ferocious, more ferocious than even Zulu. It stared at me with its blood-colored eyes, and I felt a kind of fear like I never felt before. I felt an urge to prostrate before this magnificent creature. I had never felt such a strong presence from any being before.
"Oh my Goddess! How did Zulu offend this demon?" I quickly picked up the pace and continued running. God knows where this Alpha came from, but I wasn't ready to face it in the slightest.
The Alpha shook his body and gave chase. His body was sprinting at an unimaginable pace. Where I was located now was a wild clearing, and it clearly brought me disadvantage. Without as much as a thought, I drifted towards the other side of the forest that had more trees and bushes.
The Alpha was hot on my trail, and he was unbelievably fast. He had already covered half the distance just in the blink of an eye. I picked up the pace, trying my best to outrun him. I was feeling depressed. How could I meet two monsters in just a short period? As a wolf, I was in no way weak and was even stronger than most of the Betas.
Even the few Alphas I had met before weren't as terrifying as Zulu and the Alpha that was chasing him.
I felt a powerful force hit me from behind, and before I could register what was happening, my body was sent rolling. By the time I looked, I was already pinned down by the Alpha.
He growled at me. I understood he wanted to see my human form. I had no choice but to revert to my human form. Surprisingly, the Alpha also reverted, and I was able to fully see what he looked like.
He looked so handsome and masculine with a well-carved face and strong jaws.
"What's your name?" He asked in a voice that commanded fear and respect.
"Sheila, I'm Sheila," I answered hurriedly.
"Good. From now on, you are mine, Sheila," he declared.
Kloss POV
The moment I set my eyes on her, I felt a very strong attraction like I had never felt before. Her wolf was white colored, a very rare occurrence among the werewolves. She seemed to have noticed something and looked towards me, our eyes met and I felt a kind of spark that I couldn't explain.
I knew that I hadn't met her before so why did I get such a strong feeling of attraction over someone who was supposed to be an enemy.
She looked panicked all of a sudden and started running. I didn't think much and started pursuing her. I was shocked, she was clearly faster than most of the wolves I had met, how had she achieved such speed.
I immediately felt a strong urge to conquer her. I made up my mind immediately and had to chase with my highest speed. Soon I managed to close in on her and took her down.
Now with her pinned under me, I growled, making my intention known to her. She reverted to her human form and I was shocked by what I saw. She was so beautiful like a celestial, her blonde hair and light green colored eyes were especially outstanding.
I was so drawn to her that I made up my mind on the spot.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Sheila I'm Sheila." She answered looking flustered.
"Good, from now on you are mine Sheila." I declared. Even I was surprised but I knew there was no going back. My wolf growled as if in agreement with my declaration.
Sheila lay there shocked. She seems to be unable to comprehend what I just said.
"What did you say?" She asked, looking unsure of what she heard.
"You heard me right. From now on you are mine Sheila, till death do us apart." I repeated.
"What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean I'm yours, you didn't even ask for my consent." She replied angrily.
"Your consent huh? Sorry but I always get what I want."
"My Lord, you are here thank the goddess you are alright what are you doing here?" A man ran over, he paused when he saw us. I instinctively covered Sheila's naked body with my figure.
"Bollard Leave here, get one of the females to get two clean sets of clothes, one for male and the for female. Now go." I ordered.
Bollard didn't dare ask questions and left immediately. Soon a female wolf brought two sets of clean clothes before leaving.
"Who are you?" She asked.
I decided to answer honestly.
"I'm Kloss Alpha of Northern tribunal and also king of the northern mountain."
"What!”
Sheila's pov As I lay pinned beneath this Alpha, his strong physique emanating strength and fire, my heart raced. My mind kept repeating the name Kloss. Northern Tribunal's Alpha. Ruler of the Northern Peak. Even in the most isolated areas of the werewolf population, there were tales of his might and brutality. I attempted to comprehend his recent declaration. I was astounded by his boldness in claiming me without my permission, but I was also taken aback by the intensity and unyielding resolve in his eyes. "You can't just—" I began, but he interrupted. "I can, and I have," he declared, refusing to back down. "Now get dressed." He gave me the freshly brought-in pair of clothes. I attempted to think of a plan as I dressed. I could not submit to the rule of another despot. Never again. Even when Kloss wasn't staring at me, I could feel his power and presence. He turned aside to give me some solitude. He turned back to confront me after I was dressed, his gaze gentler but no less menaci
I felt a mixture of emotions flowing inside of me as I stood at the window of my new rooms and observed the pack members going about their business. The extensive territory of the Northern Tribunal stood in sharp contrast to the unruly lawless terrain I had already experienced. It was well-run, vibrant, and, in spite of Kloss's intimidating reputation, I felt a sense of unity here that I had never experienced in Westvale. However, I was unable to let myself become at ease. Not quite yet. I had to remind myself that my goals were to live and exact revenge on Damian. I had to carefully negotiate this unfamiliar environment and play my cards well. I had to make sure I was safe.I turned away from the window to study the cabin more thoroughly. It was unexpectedly well-furnished, with a warm fireplace, a solid hardwood bed, and a tiny kitchen. There were also bookcases stocked with volumes about werewolf history, mythology, and strategies. The cabin felt almost like home, in stark contrast
As I became accustomed to the Northern Tribunal schedule, the days began to connect together. Training with Darius was exhausting yet fulfilling. Every morning, before dawn, I pushed myself to the utmost, determined to show my worth. The pack members looked at me with a mix of interest and distrust, but I didn't let that stop me. I was here to survive and, eventually, to exact my revenge. Despite my thorough preparation, I couldn't shake the impression that something was developing. There was a tension in the air, a feeling of unease that I couldn't identify. I frequently caught glimpses of Kloss overseeing the training fields, his gaze tracking my every movement. He was a constant presence, reminding us of the power dynamics at play.Elara found me by the creek one evening, after a particularly intense session, where I frequently went to clear my thoughts. "Sheila," she said gently, approaching with a wary smile. "You're doing exceptionally well. The pack is beginning to respect you
Sheila’s POVThe effect of the battle with Damian left the Northern Tribunal with mixed feelings of relief and uncertainty. The pack had won, but the wounds of the conflict remained deep. We mourned our losses and cared for the injured, banding together to repair what had been damaged. Life gradually returned to normal over the next few days. The patrols proceeded, albeit with heightened alertness, and the pack returned to their normal routines. We felt a newfound feeling of unity, forged in the heat of the battle.As I went through the area one morning, I couldn't help but dwell on everything that had brought me here. My journey had been rocky, from rogue wolf on the run to seeking shelter in the Northern Tribunal. But suddenly I had a purpose, a place to call home. Kloss had kept his promises. He had let me stay because I had earned my place in the pack by hard work and determination. The pack members, who had previously been uneasy with me, now welcome me as one of their own. I ha
His warm smile spread to his eyes. "You don't have to thank me," he said softly. "We're in a pack. "We look out for one another."As we stood together, I felt a sense of determination running over me. I couldn't rewrite the past, but I could help shapen the future. With Kloss by my side, I felt stronger than ever. Later that evening, after supper, Kloss and I went back to his study to review the day's events and plan our next actions. Maps and scrolls scattered the enormous wooden table, which was illuminated by a faint glow of candlelight. Bollard joined us, reporting on the most recent patrols and scouting activities around the eastern boundaries."Rogue activity has increased," Bollard said gravely. "We intercepted a group attempting to breach our defenses near the River Fang." Kloss frowned, perusing the map in front of us. "Any casualties?" "Minor injuries," Bollard responded. "But we drove them off before they could do any real damage." I listened closely, my mind racing with
Sheila's POVBack at the Northern Tribunal, the disclosures from the River Fang weighed heavily in the air. The scrolls we had found indicated a network of betrayal that was deeper than I had ever imagined. Allegiance to Damian had poisoned the names and faces I had once known as friends. As we approached the main hall, Kloss was waiting, his countenance a mix of anxiety and anticipation. Bollard came forward and handed him the sack of scrolls without saying anything. Kloss took it seriously, his gaze narrowing as he examined the contents. "These names…" Kloss murmured, his voice tight and angry. "They were part of the plot all along."I watched him read through the scrolls, feeling the tension in the room. Each name seemed to widen the gap between us and those who had previously vowed allegiance to the pack. It was a betrayal that wounded deep, creating wounds that would be difficult to mend. "What do we do now?" Bollard inquired, breaking the stillness that had fallen over us. Klos
The Mysterious DiseaseChapter 12The Mysterious DiseaseAs I stepped out of my quarters, the morning air seemed crisp and chilly. Even in the height of summer, the North Mountain Kingdom maintained a distinct cold. When I exhaled, my breath produced little clouds of mist. The breeze of the early hours was reassuring, a stark contrast to the chaos that had defined much of my existence. As I passed across the courtyard, I noticed a group of pack members crowded together, their expressions filled with concern. My heart cramped in my chest. I approached them cautiously, attempting to determine the reason of their concern. "What's going on?" I inquired, my voice firm despite the growing dread inside me.Greta, one of the older wolves, turned to face me, her eyes full of fear. "It is the disease, Luna. "It is spreading." "Sickness?" I frowned. "What sickness?" Greta breathed deeply. "This is a peculiar sickness. It began some days ago. Wolves are becoming unwell, unable to shift, and their
Chapter 13I stood on the balcony of Kloss's castle, staring out over the huge territory that now felt strangely familiar. The moon hung low in the sky, its silvery light creating an ethereal sheen over the area. The chilly night breeze carried the aroma of pine and earth, a reminder of the untamed forest beyond Kloss' kingdom's borders. Kloss stood silently beside me. It had been weeks since the disease spread, and owing to my abilities, we had been able to avert the disaster that threatened his pack. My status had risen, and those who had questioned my role as Kloss's future Luna now cowered and remained silent.Kloss turned to face me, his blue eyes reflecting the moonlight. "Sheila, you've done more for my people than I could have ever asked for," he remarked, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to resonate through me. I grinned, feeling a warm sensation stretch across my chest. "I did what was necessary, Kloss. They are your people, and now they are also mine." He reached out a