Alpha Landon was still skeptical about his Luna's change of heart but for the past days Zoe's attitude had changed significantly. From being a hard and bitter cold woman, Zoe's attitude had become calm and caring towards Landon. The animosity between them had vanished completely. Landon was alarmed at this big change of heart but Zoe's change was too good to wave off as pretension. The bit that completely melted Landon's heart was when Zoe even argue with her father when her father would go against Landon. All of a sudden life was becoming soft for Alpha Landon. He began to enjoy leadership and also the company of his Luna. Little did he know that the crafty Luna was only setting another trap for him and he was ignorantly taking the bait. One thing that still haunted him was the little girl Jenny who no one knew her whereabouts until the present. Landon had appointed about three parties to hunt for the girl but it seemed the girl had vanished completely. Although Landon had advised L

Jessica was stunned by the news she received from Vicky that day. Jessica had warned Vicky to keep this bit of information to herself and Vicky swore that she would do just that. Jessica had always envisioned Draven to be a fearless and invincible Alpha as a result of his strength and might that relied mostly on the curse he suffered. Hearing that there was a weapon to take Draven down scared her and she began to see Draven as vulnerable too.What scared Jessica the most was the nature of this weapon and she wished that Draven were close for her to tell him the truth behind everything but Draven was away and no one really knew when the Alpha would return to the pack.Her days were too long and her nights stretched out longer than the days as Jessica waited patiently for the return of Draven. To see how serious Jessica was About keeping the weapon a secret, Jessica did not even discuss the weapon with her mother. She wanted Draven to be the first and only person she would tell about th

The last days had been a blur for Jessica. Alpha Draven was out and had taken the Beta with him. Jessica's father Sebastian had gone with him leaving the house kind of empty for Jessica. Her mother would go to work early in the morning and sometimes would come home late so Jessica would spend most of the day alone. She was sitting thus at home on this particular day going through her magazine while sipping a coffee on the porch when the sound of an approaching vehicle made her look up immediately. The red car skidded to a stop in front of the house, sending up a cloud of dust. The dust finally went down and Jessica saw Mateo emerge from the car and made his way towards the house. Mateo wore a blue coat over a matching blue shirt and pants he had glasses on as he approached the house. Jessica sighed and closed her book, waiting for Mateo to approach. What was Mateo really doing here? Was this because of the disagreement they had at the pack house? Jessica wondered. "Good day, Jessic

By the time she got to the house, a few persons alerted to the disappearance were already there moving about the room. When Jessica entered, the first thing that met her nose was the sweet smell of the chloroform. She had been meddling with the chemical too often in the school's laboratory to miss its smell. Although it was hours later, her heightened sense of smell could pick the smell up as clearly as if the chemical was right before her. "Jessica. You're here." It was Mrs Lopez who spoke to her. Aside from Mrs. Lopez, Mr, and Mr.s Norbert, there was also Mr Gonzales who limped about with the utmost urgency and alertness. "I came as fast as I could," Jessica replied, gazing at Vicky's books that were scattered on the floor. "What really happened here?" Jessica asked, puzzled at the scene and what she heard. "Our girl has probably been kidnapped." Mr Gonzales spoke up. "By who, we don't know yet but we can tell that whoever did this was careful not to be found." He added. Jessica

The silence in the packhouse was heavy, laden with the weight of Vicky's absence. Every howl of leaves, every howl of the wind, sounded to echo her name, a phantom pain in Jessica's heart. The hunt party, dispatched with hopeless haste, had returned empty-handed, their faces etched with the same despair that gripped Jessica. They had returned with nothing but evidence that Vicky was really gone, taken by the Moon Shadow pack. The agonizing details of what Vicky would endure, the cruel torture the Moon Shadow pack was notorious for, replayed endlessly in Jessica's mind. A visceral rage churned within her, a burning desire to claw back her friend from the clutches of those savage wolves. It was a rage directed at Mateo, a rumored curse on his neglectfulness, his naivety! But as the days bled into weeks, her wrathfulness began to fade, replaced by an eating pang of helplessness. Mateo's guilt was not to be missed, his guilt a heavy cloak he carried with a stoic determination, quietly s