Chapter 41POV: King Hades Pierce“My King, I just want to inform you that the alpha and luna of the Lunar Pack are already awake.” Arlan courteously informed him.He didn’t even say a word like he had just told him some nonsensical words.Arlan let out an inaudible sigh.“And the members of the Were Elders’ Council are already in the meeting room.” He seriously added – making the corner of his lip rose a bit.He proudly stood up and moved towards the golden door that had been automatically opened by the guards.“Where is Raven?” He remembered to inquire.Arlan’s eyes instantly moved from side to side – he didn’t know how to answer his question.King Hades wanted to roll his eyes at him. Surely, his second in command was trying to cover up his brother’s escapades again.“Is he still looking for Shahara?” He coldly said &ndash

Chapter 43POV: King Hades Pierce“Am I late for the competition?”He instantly stood up the moment he heard that enticing and familiar voice – with his heart beating fast and hard inside his chest and awakening his inner wolf.Her scent instantly filled his nose, and it was keeping his inner wolf at bay – wanting to take over him. But he was more ecstatic to even let his animalistic side take over him.Not now.He wouldn’t let himself be consumed with the madness that was dripping inside his entire system – from the very day that he saw her on that cliff.He gasped as he saw her gracing the Great Hall with elegance and sophistication. He couldn’t believe this.Did Raven find her?But she was walking alone on that grand staircase.And he didn’t care less anymore.All that caught his attention was the woman wearing that stoic face, but her eyes glinted with a bit of wickedness and longing – while staring at the entire place.Tamara Davis was slowly walking towards where he was!Her mar

Chapter 45POV: Leah DarkwoodA loud whooshing of that thin leather material had cut her skin sharply – blood trickled down, covering some of the dried ones. She wasn’t screaming anymore because it wasn’t affecting her – not anymore.Basically, she had experienced worse than that. She was already used to it. She was.Besides, she already had a lot of scars from that particular object – if it wasn’t for the cream that Aeron had given her to erase the evidence from her skin.But now, she might not be getting any cream from him anymore – for she failed to be the Luna Queen.Leah swallowed hard, but her mouth was too dry now.Bitterness started to drip into her system. It was cutting her heart deeper that the whip that her mother had been giving her.The deep wrath reflecting from the King’s eyes was enough for her heart to break apart and make her emotions void.All of her dreams crumbled down in front of her very eyes. Everything that she had been hoping for since her young heart finall

Chapter 47POV: Tamara Davis“What happened? And where is the King?” Her voice was laced with pure worry and suppressed anger.She knew that she wanted to follow them. She knew that she could be a stubborn Luna Queen – for all she cared!But Doc Dreyson had told her that her parents were now out of danger, and that they were awake a while ago. However, because they had fallen asleep once again before she could even talk to them.Now, Arlan went to the pack’s infirmary to talk to her, but the King was not with him – making her inner wolf groaned in frustration.Well, more of her, being annoyed for not fulfilling his own words. She was expecting him to go back to her and tell her what had happened, yet his second in command was in front of her instead.“I am so sorry, Your Grace, but the King needed to go to the palace because the Were Elders’ Council asked for a meeting.” Arlan seriously stated as he slightly bowed his head.Tamara mentally groaned in frustration, but her left brow twi

Chapter 49 POV: Tamara Vikesh The silence filled up the cold breeze – as the owls kept on hooting in every tree. The fireflies were everywhere, giving further light to the forest – where she needed to go. The moment Tamara stepped out of the Lunar Pack Mansion – the hunters growled a long and loud sound, as if giving her the respect and alerting their master of her presence. She slowly walked down the stairs – still fascinated by what was about to happen to her. “Are you ready?” Her father, Lorenzo, seriously asked – although she knew that he was as emotional as hers – the moment she had stepped foot at the last pace of the stair and hugged him tight. He was wearing a midnight blue tuxedo and his dark brown hair was gelled backwards. He looked so intimidating – like the very first time she had seen him. She just nodded her head as she broke the embrace. She didn’t want to talk for she knew that her tears were already taunting her eyes – preparing itself to be free from her eyes’