MasukAaron Lee is a famous name in the world of business. Among humans, he is known as a successful entrepreneur, but among the hushed werewolf communities, he is a lost Alpha of the Sage Pack. What the world doesn't know is that Aaron is a werewolf. He abandoned his origin 10 years ago and completely cut ties with his Pack and the undesired communities of the werewolves. Since is the eldest son of the Alpha of the Sage Pack, he was next in line to lead the Pack, but he didn't want it so he left. Aaron was certain that he would never return, but when his Pack is attacked and all his family members are killed, he sees red. The werewolf blood in his enrages and he returns to the Sage Pack for revenge. What he didn't think was to find his mate among the attackers. It shouldn't matter to him, after all, all he cares for is revenge!
Lihat lebih banyakThree days. It has been three days since my life completely changed. It went from good to worse. It is not just my life that changed, but something snapped in me as well. My wolf could not be controlled anymore. My calm and cool demeanor wore off. I was angry – no, I was furious. I feel fire burning in my chest every day – all the time. It has gotten harder to pretend that everything was okay. Even Kendrick and my other employees noted the beast uprising within me. The old me would have been worried, but the new me didn’t care. All I could feel was rage. All I could think was revenge. I am not the most revengeful person, but in a matter of a night, I have come to the point where I am ready to destroy the world to find out the killers of not just my family, but my Pack. The wolf had already taken charge. Everything I was against, I was now going to do deliberately. How time changes with a snap of a finger… The three days were painful, tearful, and dreadful. Arla confirmed my worst ni
I looked down at my hands. Steady as a rock. They don’t seem like they just brutally killed dozens of innocent men and women, except for a hint of blood around my nails. It’s funny how empty I feel knowing we just won. We won against the brutes of werewolves. We won against my mother’s murderers. It just doesn’t feel the way I thought it would feel, probably because we crossed a line. We involved innocents in this. We slayed the one that didn’t have anything to do with my mother’s murder. There was a wave of celebration around me. We were far from the borders of the Sage Pack, somewhere in the woods. Some of our people were getting medical attention, while the others lit a bonfire and were now drinking, singing, and dancing around it. They called for the celebrations to go on all of the remaining nights. I didn’t feel like it. I was drained from using my powers tonight. Also, this heavy feeling dangling from my chest was not letting me feel happy about our victory. I felt a pat on m
My wolf was gone as soon as it came. Since I never converted before, it was hard for my wolf to be out for long. It was also weak and inexperienced, but still, it was fighting to stay. As I was lying on the floor, completely naked, drenched in sweat, huffing and puffing, and with excruciating pain all over my body from converting into my wolf, I realized that I had just lost a battle to my wolf. But that’s what I am not worried about at the moment. I am concerned about the vision I got. I don’t know what it was. Whether it was even true or not. I never had such visions before. It could mean that either I am going crazy or my wolf just restored its connection with my Pack, and that could only happen if the Alpha of the Pack, my father, sent a signal to me. I don’t know how I am supposed to believe it when my father is the one who broke my connection with the Pack when I left. He promised me that I would never see him alive. He promised that he would never reach out to me, and now this
“Aaron?” That voice. That same soft voice was calling my name. I couldn’t see her. It was pitch black where I was. Her voice was echoing. It was coming from somewhere far away. My stomach twitched when it went farther away. “Aaron, help me.” The voice didn’t beg. She didn’t cry or scream. It was a soft plea. The vulnerability in her voice made me want to reach out to her. My palms started to itch to reach out to hold her – to make sure she was okay. I never felt like this before. How can I feel like this to a faceless entity that I am not even sure is real?“Aaron?” The voice started to get deeper.“Aaron?” And deeper…“Aaron??” Until it changed into Kendrick’s voice. “Aaron, can you hear me? Hey, what happened? Aaron?”I gasped as I felt like I was gushing out of the pitch-dark hollow hole, and back into the world. I opened my eyes and widened them. Kendrick was kneeling beside me, with other acquainted faces standing around, looking down at me with deep concern on their faces. For a
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