Chapter 5: The Beast

Caleb’s Point of View

The agony of the past keeps haunting me. I could not let go of the girl of my life. My Luna died in a horrifying state in our rival pack—the Lycan Shadow Pack—the group of Lycans that were once a great comrade that we have, but everything changed, and they turned into a foe. I stared at the painting hanging on the wall—my Lia's face is a long curly, sharp nose, pale skin, and enticing lustrous round eyes. It shattered me inside. The veins and strength I had now were gone. Although almost two decades had passed, it was still fresh on my mind when I saw my Luna Lia bleeding to death on the woodland ridge; I did not see any Lycans around, but their scent left our place. I sighed and lay in my bed. Why can I still survive in this world? Every time I attempted to kill myself still an epic fail. Having royal blood is not suitable for me. Dying is the last thing we always do, but living without my mate has the most impact. Suddenly a noise downstairs pierced my ears. I