RAYA'S POVAfter my mother and I were taken into the Pack, I was quickly trained into a lethal weapon. The Pack had taken me under their wing and taught me everything I needed to know to be a fierce warrior. My training was intense, and I was pushed to my limits every day. I was put through various exercises, hand-to-hand combat, and even hunting.One day, while I was on a mission, I caught the attention of Alpha Enzo. He was fascinated by my strength and deadliness, and he took me under his wing. Alpha Enzo saw something special in me, and he wanted to help me reach my full potential. He began to train me personally and we formed a close bond.Alpha Enzo soon discovered that I had a unique ability to sense the presence of danger. He began to trust me more and more, and I was soon asked to go on different missions. These missions were dangerous and challenging, but I never backed down. I was determined to prove myself and to protect the Pack at all costs.As I continued to prove my wo

ALPHA LANCE'S POV.I stood on the pavement overlooking my Pack, my eyes fixed on the long line of trucks entering my territory. The sound of their engines filled the air, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in what I was building here. I had worked hard to make this Pack a safe and thriving community, and seeing these trucks filled with supplies was a testament to that.The trucks were all covered, hiding their contents from prying eyes. It was important that nobody knew what was being brought into my Pack, as it would have caused chaos if the wrong people found out. I had taken extra precautions to ensure the secrecy of these shipments, and so far, everything had gone smoothly.I was still thinking about the war we just endured. The war that tested my strength and leadership as the Alpha of this Pack. My son Ryan and I had come out of the other side, but it wasn't without its scars. The tension that came with the war had taken its toll on our relationship, but we had finall

Alpha Asher.As I sat there, my mind raced as I tried to process what was happening.There she was, very nonchalant about all she had been doing. In fact she even seemed to be proud of what she had been doing the whole while.Raya, standing there beside the Lycan King, was the one who had been attacking my Pack, the one who had killed my guards.Raya was dressed in a warrior's garb, a deep brown leather armor that hugged her curves, covering her from her neck to her legs. The armor was adorned with intricate designs and symbols that symbolized strength and power.She wore tall leather boots that reached her mid-calf, which were studded with metal for extra protection. Her hair was tied back in a tight bun, and her face was painted with a fierce expression that made it clear she was not to be underestimated. Her eyes were sharp, a piercing greenI was filled with rage, my hand twitching with the urge to lunge at her. But I was in the presence of a living god, and I couldn't risk start

Ryan's Pov.I was livid. My father had always been so controlling and overprotective, but this was too much. He had stopped me from entering the lab where my experiments were kept. I was so close to finally unlocking the secrets of the machines and he had to go and ruin it all.As I walked back from the lab, my mind was filled with anger and frustration. I couldn't understand why he would do this to me. I was his son, after all. He was supposed to support me and help me achieve my goals. But no, he was always hindering me at every turn.I made my way back to my new room, a small, cramped space that was far from the luxurious room I used to have. After we lost the war, my father and I had a huge fight, and he destroyed my old room in a fit of rage. I was forced to move into this smaller one, which was barely big enough for my bed and a small table.As I walked in, I noticed that the fire had gone out. I quickly made a new one, needing the warmth to calm my nerves.I gathered some dry

ALPHA LANCE.As I slowly woke up from my slumber, I rubbed my eyes and sat up on my bed. I glanced out the window and saw the first light of dawn creeping through the darkness.I let out a deep sigh and got out of bed, slipping on my robe. The robe was a soft, warm material that had been passed down from generation to generation of Alpha wolves. It was made of a dark green color and had intricate golden patterns woven into the fabric.I walked towards the window and looked out at the Pack. Everything was still, the only sounds that could be heard were the chirping of crickets and the occasional hoot of an owl. The sky was still dark, speckled with millions of stars that twinkled above me. It was a peaceful scene, one that I loved waking up to.I walked towards the door, feeling a sudden hunger. I decided to go down to the kitchen and grab a quick breakfast. As I made my way through the Pack, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and contentment.The Pack was quiet and calm, a sig