“What are you doing little mate,” Xander whispered, as his expression darkened a little bit.“What do you think I am doing,” I asked him in return.I reached out for his tie and rolled it in my fingers, I let the tie drop and ran my hands over his chest.I was straddling Xander, and by this, my dress was hitched up on my *ss.I rubbed my panty-clad pussy on his crotch.He groaned.“Are you not afraid that somebody might see us,” he whispered, in his husky voice.“There is no one here,” I *ssured him.“There is. Mason and Daisy, they both are here,” he said as he squeezed my *ss in his hand.“You are damping the mood, Xander.” I scolded him.He chuckled, then my eyes widened with shock and fear, as we heard the footsteps and a grumbling voice.I shrieked, and slid down under the table, between his legs.Xander snapped at Mason, “What happened?”“Why are you grumbling, I came here to eat dinner.” he snorted.I took advantage of his distraction and decided to tease Xander, he always had

The next morning, after carefully putting on my gown and applying delicate makeup, Xander and I arrived at the ceremony venue. It was a grand, magnificent place, filled with werewolves from various packs who had gathered to witness my inauguration as the new leader of the Blood Moon Pack. The air was charged with anticipation and excitement as we made our way through the ornate halls.“I am so nervous,” I whispered, under my breath.Xander squeezed my hand, and now I looked at him, I was so nervous before that I didn't notice how great he was looking today. His muscles rippled under his designer suit. We stopped in front of a towering golden door that marked the entrance to the ceremony hall.“Have I told you that you are looking good enough to eat tonight,” I purred, low enough that only Xander could hear me.“Not, right now little mate, I don’t want to show up with a boner.” He scolded me, his eyes as cold as always.“Your age is catching up on you,” I teased him.“Don’t tempt me, l

Grace’s POVThe sound of laughter and clinking gl*sses filled the air. To say the party was a success was an understatement because it was not only a success but carried a tremendous blast with it.I always had my doubts regarding Daniel’s position, not in the pack, as he ruled the pack with an iron fist but his relationship with the adjoining packs strained after the death of my mother mostly because he was under the influence of Lizzie’s dark magic and also because the other pack Alphas didn’t consider him as trustworthy as he should have been. A wolf who could cheat on his mate was not reliable.But the warm reception I received was another indication of how strained Daniel’s relationship was with the council as well as the neighboring packs.I could feel the gazes on me, not everyone was delighted, they were sizing me up, because I was just another competition for them.Xander stood beside me, like a pillar of support, his subtle touches grounding me in this overwhelming situation

I went back to my room, the discovery of the beasts and Lizzie’s power felt heavy on my shoulders. Earlier, I had thought that Lizzie wanted to achieve power in the pack, and wanted to live a life of luxury, but after the trials things changed drastically, what we all thought was a personal move turned out to be just a mere part of a broader plan, meant to harm the werewolves.And after seeing the beast and Daisy’s explanation, I felt that Lizzie wasn’t bragging. She had every means to destroy us, while we were solely dependent on our brute force.My heart raced, knowing that the dark arts of necromancy had been brought into the equation. I wasn't well-versed in such forbidden magic, but the thought that Lizzie might have used it to attack my Pack and our fellow wolves filled me with anger.I paced the room, the uncertainty making my heart restless. Necromancy was a dark and dangerous path, and it was hard to believe that someone had turned to it. I tried to search for possible clues,

Emma’s POVAxel’s voice was different than before, earlier it was quite friendly, or at least it was friendly toward Lizzie. But now when he said that it’s time to face the judgment. Something changed.The words sent down a chill, making me tremble with nerves. Until now I didn’t realize how dangerous the situation was.I always believed that my mother, Lizzie, wanted to rule the pack and maybe somewhere in the deep part of her dark heart, she wanted me to be the ruler. Her cruelty was never hidden, she was outright mean and obsessed with power that it was hard to understand her.And I tried everything that I was capable of to give her what she wanted. Things that I wasn’t even proud of. But nothing was enough and now I was here, in this weird magical cave, and its eerie silence was making me go mad, but I needed to be on my toes because I needed to run, for me, for my child.Lizzie hesitated before moving forward, “I don’t understand. It’s her fu*king fault. I don’t have anything to