The night was shrouded in an ominous silence as Caleb moved through the outskirts of town, his senses heightened, and his wolf on edge. The name Damien Ferns had been whispered in every corner of the territory lately, a rival whose shadow loomed larger with each passing day. Caleb knew that the Lycan Shadow Packâs sudden resurgence was no coincidence, and all signs pointed to Damien as the leader of this growing threat.
Caleb indeed wanted to find justice for her Luna Lia. He needs to be strong to fight the enemies. He takes a deep breath and then the woody scent lingered around.âAlpha,â Charlesâs voice came through the field, steady but tense. âOur sources say Damienâs been spotted near the old warehouse by the river.âCalebâs jaw tightened. âKeep the patrols on high alert. Iâm heading back to the mansion to regroup.âBut deep down, a growing unease twisted in his gut. Something was offâhe could feel it. He knew something would happen but he couldn't point it out.The moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the battlefield as the Blood Moon Pack and the Lycan Shadow Pack squared off. The dense forest echoed with growls, snarls, and the crackle of branches underfoot. Tensions were high as the two opposing packs braced for a confrontation that would change their fates forever.Caleb stood at the front of his pack, his sharp eyes scanning the opposing force. Despite the burning silver cuffs that had bound him hours ago, his strength had returned, his wolf's fury unrelenting. Damien Ferns, the Alpha of the Lycan Shadow Pack, stood opposite him, his expression smug and taunting."Damien," Caleb growled, his voice steady but laced with venom. "You made a mistake coming into my territory, taking my people, and dragging me here. You'll regret it."Damien smirked, his amber eyes gleaming under the moonlight. "Oh, Hemmington, you're always so predictable. Charging in with all your might, yet blind to the truths that surround y
The forest was cloaked in an eerie stillness as Caleb made his way through the dense foliage, his senses heightened. He had finally pieced together the truth, thanks to Damien Ferns. Gonzaloâs plan had been revealed, as well as the secret of his identity. Gonzalo was not merely a rivalâhe was the catalyst for all the suffering Caleb had endured.As Damien Ferns was about to be defeated he asked for his mercy in exchange for telling him the truth. At first, Caleb was hesitant because ž of his pack members died at the Lycans hands. But, Damien is begging and kneeling at him. âYou can kill after you know the truth. I am tired of being manipulated by Gonzalo.â Damien answered. Caleb widened his eyes.âWhat do you mean?â Caleb pointed her sharp claws to Damien's neck. âTell me everything!âThe truth about Liaâs reincarnation struck him like a thunderstorm, each revelation hitting him harder than the last. Eliana wasnât just someone who reminded him of
Elianaâs fingers trembled as she pulled open the black bag that Headmistress Rosie had handed her, her heart racing. The objects inside shimmered in the dim light, and a sudden wave of familiarity washed over her. The fragments in her mind, blurred and distant, started to come into focus. Something stirred deep inside her, a memory, a feeling she couldn't quite place.She stood frozen in the center of the room, gazing at the bag, as the sounds of muffled voices and low growls filtered through the walls. Then, the roar rang outâlouder this time, raw and primal. Elianaâs pulse quickened, a sense of dread seeping into her bones. She dropped the bag onto the floor, its contents scattered. The picture of the woman in her dreams. Starting to see the clear pictures in her memories while she rushed toward the door. Her feet barely touched the ground as she flew outside, the air thick with tension.Her gaze darted across the yard, and there, in the clearing just beyond the
Staring at the vicinity of the Safe Haven Orphanageâprimarily painted with red and blue walls, gives overwhelming rejoice. It is a school and a place to stay for orphans. I closed my eyes and averted my gaze. I grew accustomed to the people and environment after living here for 17 years but hearing the conversations inside the Headmistressâs office shattered my heart; I sighed and leaned on the wall. Another turned down to adopt me, but it hurt me even more because I could hear Headmistress Rosie pleading with the wealthy married couple inside.âWhat are you doing here, Eliana? Return to the classroom!â Miss Lalita suddenly appeared and yelled. I nodded and started walking. Since I was ten years old, Iâve used this cycle, which still breaks my heart.âHow was it, Eliana? Are you going to start living in a villa now?â Risa inquired as she stood at the door, wiggling her curly hair. I entered the room with a half smile on my face. She is one of my cheerful friends.âRisa, donât irritate
âEliana!â I opened my eyes to hear Risaâs loud voice. Her face was pale, and she gave me a frown. âHow come you slept on the floor?ââHuh?â As I stood up, I uttered. The girls in the room were all staring at me and shaking their heads. âWhat transpired?â I inquired. Risa and Mary assisted me in getting up on the floor and directing me to my bed.âWe found you unconscious on the floor.ââDo you have a fever?âIn the sudden gust of wind, I clutched my blanket and shivered. âHey!â Mary exclaimed.âIâm cold,â I mumbled, adding, âCould you please close the window?âThey exchanged glances as a line appeared on their forehead. âThe windows were closed, Eliana.â When I looked out the window, memories flashed through my mindâblurred faces of a girl running and a boy chasing her. They were content to enjoy the beauty of the forest while watching the sunset. âEliana!âThe glimpses faded as I focused on my friends. They appeared concerned and handed me a cup of hot coffee. âDrink this; Iâm going
A stream of cold water rushed into my body. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in the bathroom.Things are gradually returning to my mind. Why do I keep catching a glimpse of that woman? I stood up and looked in the mirror. Our face is the same shape as hers, identical, but her hair is curly blonde. Who is she?âEliana,â two knocks were on the door before the familiar voice yelled.âYes, Mary, I am going out,â I said while drying myself on the towel.âAre you okay?â She asked, giving me my dress and undergarments. I smiled and assured her that everything was fine. âBy the way, weâre going out tomorrow. Will you accompany us?â She voices out.âWhat are you going to do?â I asked, wearing my dress.âWeâll watch movies outside because itâs Saturday. We are fortunate that the headmistresses have agreed to this.â She responded, giggling, as she walked up to the door. They appeared to have forgotten my birthday, and I watched her leave with a sad smile on my face. I noticed the meal on th
I smiled at the two men thinking they had a good intention in approaching me, and I felt at ease, but my smile faded when the moonlight directed on their faces. It is not a mustache they have but fur, not the usual look of a man. My eyes flickered, and I continued walking. âYoung woman, what are you doing here in the dark alley?â The tall man asked; he wore a brown polo shirt and a black cap while the other wore a black polo shirt and slacks. I came to a screeching halt and turned around. The sudden intense fear hit me. I gradually stepped back and glanced at the road.âYeah, we can help you. Where are you going?â The short man inquired. They both look like a monster of the night. I pinched my arms, thinking I was dreaming, but they shook their heads when I opened my eyes.âYou are not dreaming. Come with us. We can help you.â They grinned and held my hand.âLet me go!â I shouted, but they gripped firmly. They are stronger than me. âHelp!â I screamed, but it seemed no one was walking
Calebâs Point of ViewThe 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 packâthe Lycan Shadow Packâthe 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 wallâmy 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
Elianaâs fingers trembled as she pulled open the black bag that Headmistress Rosie had handed her, her heart racing. The objects inside shimmered in the dim light, and a sudden wave of familiarity washed over her. The fragments in her mind, blurred and distant, started to come into focus. Something stirred deep inside her, a memory, a feeling she couldn't quite place.She stood frozen in the center of the room, gazing at the bag, as the sounds of muffled voices and low growls filtered through the walls. Then, the roar rang outâlouder this time, raw and primal. Elianaâs pulse quickened, a sense of dread seeping into her bones. She dropped the bag onto the floor, its contents scattered. The picture of the woman in her dreams. Starting to see the clear pictures in her memories while she rushed toward the door. Her feet barely touched the ground as she flew outside, the air thick with tension.Her gaze darted across the yard, and there, in the clearing just beyond the
The forest was cloaked in an eerie stillness as Caleb made his way through the dense foliage, his senses heightened. He had finally pieced together the truth, thanks to Damien Ferns. Gonzaloâs plan had been revealed, as well as the secret of his identity. Gonzalo was not merely a rivalâhe was the catalyst for all the suffering Caleb had endured.As Damien Ferns was about to be defeated he asked for his mercy in exchange for telling him the truth. At first, Caleb was hesitant because ž of his pack members died at the Lycans hands. But, Damien is begging and kneeling at him. âYou can kill after you know the truth. I am tired of being manipulated by Gonzalo.â Damien answered. Caleb widened his eyes.âWhat do you mean?â Caleb pointed her sharp claws to Damien's neck. âTell me everything!âThe truth about Liaâs reincarnation struck him like a thunderstorm, each revelation hitting him harder than the last. Eliana wasnât just someone who reminded him of
The moon hung high in the sky, casting an eerie glow over the battlefield as the Blood Moon Pack and the Lycan Shadow Pack squared off. The dense forest echoed with growls, snarls, and the crackle of branches underfoot. Tensions were high as the two opposing packs braced for a confrontation that would change their fates forever.Caleb stood at the front of his pack, his sharp eyes scanning the opposing force. Despite the burning silver cuffs that had bound him hours ago, his strength had returned, his wolf's fury unrelenting. Damien Ferns, the Alpha of the Lycan Shadow Pack, stood opposite him, his expression smug and taunting."Damien," Caleb growled, his voice steady but laced with venom. "You made a mistake coming into my territory, taking my people, and dragging me here. You'll regret it."Damien smirked, his amber eyes gleaming under the moonlight. "Oh, Hemmington, you're always so predictable. Charging in with all your might, yet blind to the truths that surround y
The night was shrouded in an ominous silence as Caleb moved through the outskirts of town, his senses heightened, and his wolf on edge. The name Damien Ferns had been whispered in every corner of the territory lately, a rival whose shadow loomed larger with each passing day. Caleb knew that the Lycan Shadow Packâs sudden resurgence was no coincidence, and all signs pointed to Damien as the leader of this growing threat.Caleb indeed wanted to find justice for her Luna Lia. He needs to be strong to fight the enemies. He takes a deep breath and then the woody scent lingered around.âAlpha,â Charlesâs voice came through the field, steady but tense. âOur sources say Damienâs been spotted near the old warehouse by the river.âCalebâs jaw tightened. âKeep the patrols on high alert. Iâm heading back to the mansion to regroup.âBut deep down, a growing unease twisted in his gut. Something was offâhe could feel it. He knew something would happen but he couldn't point it out.
Elianaâs breaths came in shallow gasps as she leaned against the tree trunk, the forestâs damp air clinging to her skin. Memories swirled in her mind like a whirlwind, pulling her back to the moment everything changed.It was late one night at Calebâs mansion, the quiet of the vast estate broken only by the soft rustling of leaves outside her window. She had been restless, her thoughts occupied by Calebâs piercing gaze and the unspoken tension between them. That night, he had appeared in her room unannounced, his presence commanding yet tender.âI shouldnât be here,â Caleb had said, his voice low, almost a whisper. But he didnât leave.Their connection was undeniable, magnetic even. The walls Eliana had carefully built around herself crumbled as she allowed him to step closer. That night, under the dim glow of the moonlight streaming through her window, they had shared something intimate, something that transcended words.But the morning after, the truth unraveled. S
The forest was alive with tension, a stark contrast to the stillness that once surrounded it. The moon hung low, casting an eerie glow over the Blood Moon Pack and Lycan Shadow Pack as they clashed under its watchful eye. Growls and howls echoed in the night, accompanied by the sounds of snapping jaws and tearing flesh. The war between the two packs raged like a storm, its ferocity shaking the quiet town of Scottsdale to its core. Damien Ferns, the Alpha of the Lycan Shadow Pack keeps on glaring at Caleb.Amid the chaos, Caleb stood firm at the edge of the battlefield. His amber eyes scanned the horizon, searching for any sign of the woman he sought. But it wasn’t Eliana he found. Instead, his path led him deep into the heart of the forest, where the oldest wolf in existence waited.The ancient wolf’s fur shimmered silver under the moonlight, his ey
Eliana blinked in confusion at the message she had just received from the woman guard. Gonzalo had instructed that he wouldn’t be returning home for a week, and she was strictly reminded not to step outside the house. The sternness in the woman’s tone as she delivered the message only heightened Eliana’s unease. Gonzalo had always been unpredictable, but something about this felt... different. Off.Her gut churned, that all-too-familiar sense of foreboding settling in her chest. She couldn’t quite place her finger on it, but she knew—she just knew—that something was wrong. Still, she forced herself to focus on her chores, hoping the monotony would quiet the gnawing worry in the back of her mind.The following morning, Eliana woke up to an even stranger reality. She blinked against the soft light filtering into her room, only
Caleb couldn’t shake the unease gnawed at him as he watched Gonzalo. Something about his movements was off. Gonzalo, usually composed and confident, seemed... jittery. His eyes darted around the room like a cornered animal, and he kept adjusting his tie, which was already perfectly straight. Caleb’s instincts screamed that something wasn’t right.Charles, standing beside Caleb, nudged him with a smirk. “Looks like someone’s hiding something,” he said in a low voice, his tone teasing.Caleb shot him a glare, but it wasn’t enough to stop the amusement dancing in Charles’s eyes. Caleb didn’t have time for his beta’s games. His focus remained on Gonzalo, who was making his way toward the door, his movements stiff and unnatural.“Gonzalo,” Caleb call
Caleb stood by the large bay window in his office, the warm glow of the setting sun bathing the room in a soft amber hue. The golden light kissed the sharp angles of his face, highlighting the tension in his jaw and the flicker of something buried deep in his eyes. His thoughts swirled like a storm, fierce and unpredictable, torn between the weight of his duties and a gnawing feeling that he couldn’t quite name. It wasn’t just the responsibility of being an Alpha that pressed on him—it was something else, something that threatened to unravel him if he acknowledged it.As he spoke to his cousin, his lips lifted in a genuine smile, a rare moment of ease slipping through the cracks of his usually guarded manner. The conversation flowed effortlessly, a reminder of the good times he’d shared with Luna Lia. His voice softened as he spoke of her, the memories of their shared laughter and u