As my body instinctively began to shift, I felt a sudden impact on the back of my head. Everything went black, and the next thing I knew, I was waking up in a cold, dark cave. My body was covered in blood and bruises, and my hands were locked in chains. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. For days, I remained trapped in the cave, my body growing weaker with each passing moment. The chains around my wrists had cut deep into my skin, and the injuries from the impact on my head had taken their toll. As the day turned into three, I knew that my condition was only getting worse. With no one coming to rescue me, I had little hope of getting out of the cave alive. Despite the pain and fear that consumed me, I refused to give up. My wolf knew that my wolf instinct would not allow it. One day, I felt a spark of hope as I heard footsteps approaching the cave. My wolf tried to scream out, but the sound was still too weak. The footsteps grew louder and louder until finall

As soon as the final bell rang in the school, I quickly gathered my things and headed straight to the rugby field. I was pumped up because my stepbrother, Razel, had texted me earlier, telling me to come to the field after class. He said that he had something important to tell me about the rugby team. Don't know what it was about but I could not wait to hear what it was. Upon arrival, my eyes could see a group of male students already on the field, warming up and getting ready for an upcoming game. Then I walked over to them and I was completely surprised when I saw Razel running towards me, his face beaming with excitement. "Hey, Ezra! You made it!" he exclaimed as he gave me a big hug. "I'm so glad you could come." "What's going on, Razel?" I asked, curious as to why he had wanted me to come to the field after class. Without a word, Razel turned towards his teammates who were all huddled together, watching our interaction. He put his arm around my shoulder

"And what was that supposed to mean?" Felise asked. But I simply lifted the tip of my shoulders in response to her inquiry. My wolf has been in the world for twenty-six years but I never heard of anything like that in our kind. A She-wolf? What was that supposed to mean? And what could possibly be the reason those rogue wolves are after her? "That's what those men called him. A she-wolf. Perhaps Alpha Alexander knows something about it." I heaved a sigh of distress before I raised the blanket that was wrapped around the woman's body up to her chest. "Should we tell him?" Felise asked. 'You mean, Alpha Alexander?" She nodded in agreement. "Do't know yet. We still know nothing about her. Perhaps we should just wait for her to wake up. Until then, we should keep our mouths shut to make sure the students in this school will not get panic causing more attention to the werewolf world." Until then, Penelope and I sat waiting in silence at the bedside of

Leaving no choice, I stepped into the nearest room, away from the CCTVs, and got out in my werewolf form. Right after that, we rushed to the clinic to face the monster. Razel and I burst into the clinic before the monster with our hearts pounding in our chests. We had no idea what the monster wants from Isadora, but we knew we needed to act fast. As soon as Razel and I stepped foot into the clinic, Isadora was lying on the stretcher, her body hooked up to various machines, completely unaware of the danger that lurked just outside her room On the other hand, my appearance in the clinic also made a commotion among the nurses, students, and doctors who scattered in all directions, screaming in fear. "Everyone, OUT!?!" Razel yelled before he widely opened the door, allowing them to pass through. My wolf could feel everyone's eyes on me, their fear and distrust almost tangible in the air. But I couldn't worry about that right now. My focus was on protecting Isado

"Probably. But what does it have to do with the pack?" I still asked Felise even if I already know she knows nothing about it. Felise and I had been sitting in her apartment for hours, patiently waiting for Razel and Isadora to return while discussing our combined assumptions about Isadora. But because all of them were simply assumptions, we talked about other things. We passed the time by talking about our future plans and dreams. Felise was a planner, always thinking ahead, and always making sure that she had everything under control. She had a three-year plan, a five-year plan, a ten-year plan, and even a plan for when we were seventy years old. She was determined to succeed in life and nothing could stop her. As we talked, Felise cooked a delicious dinner for us. The smell wafting from the kitchen was enough to make our stomachs growl in anticipation. We continued our conversation while she worked, discussing our hopes and fears for the future. We talked