ALPHA MICHAEL After the assembly meeting with my pack members, I informed David to stay behind and look after Nadia and Italia. Jayden and I were heading west.My mate Claire doesn’t even recognize David and Jayden; it feels impossible. Claire would have noticed them instantly.I can’t help but wonder if Claire is alright. Is she still in control of her body, or has the demon consumed her completely? My poor mate, when will I see you again? I feel lost without you; I am incomplete without you. I need you now more than ever.We quickly shifted into our wolf forms and raced towards the west, where Ruth and Claire were located. The scene was heartbreaking; the ground was littered with grotesque figures of wolves, a sight I never wanted to witness.“Michael, they were right here.” Jayden said.As I turned to him, he bent down to pick something up.“Hey, Michael, look what I found." he exclaimed.Without thinking, I snatched it from his hands and offered him a sheepish glance. He nodded,
CLAIRE I can hardly remember whether it has been days or months since I found myself trapped in this hellish dwelling, alongside a demon—in other words, the devil—and the audacious Ruth.For the past two agonizing days, neither Ruth nor the demon has uttered a word to me or engaged in any violent acts.Ruth has claimed to be preoccupied with various tasks before we once again set out to confront the remaining five packs.I fervently hope that day does not arrive.The uncertainty of the outcome weighs heavily on me; I cannot predict who will be killed in this twisted game. My only wish is that my family and all my pack members emerge unscathed from the chaos that Ruth and the demon are sure to unleash.Ruth has assigned a servant to attend to my needs—she prepares my meals, tidies my room, and even had the audacity to suggest bathing me, to which I firmly objected."You see, miss, if Lady Ruth discovers that I am not adhering to her demands, she will not hesitate to kill me."The fear
CLAIRE After sensing the depth of my mate Michael's anguish, I found myself utterly drained and restless.The sun's rays filtered through my eyelids, indicating that I had somehow hibernated until dawn.With a groan, I glanced at the clock—eight o'clock in the morning.With my frail body, I trudged to the bathroom to confront my reflection.Damn.The remnants of dried black tears marred my once-familiar visage. The more I looked, the more I resembled Ruth.Only four days remained until the impending battle.“Claire, are you awake? Are you in there?” Annabelle's voice chimed in, tinged with a witchy lilt.“Just a second, I’ll be out.” I replied, forcing myself to maintain eye contact with my reflection.I sighed heavily.Determined to freshen up, I splashed cold water on my face and dried it with a towel.“Oh, my poor child, you look dreadful. Come, have breakfast with me.” she urged, patting the seat beside her as I stepped into the bedroom.Deciding to maintain my silence, I joined
CLAIRE I never agitated my sleep again; it was half past five in the morning, leaving me with only thirty minutes before Ruth would come barging in, yanking at my hair once more.Today, I resolve not to shed a single tear and to maintain a positive outlook.As I freshen up in the bathroom, I hear Annabelle mention that my jumpsuit and boots are on the bed.Upon stepping into my bedroom, still naked after my shower, my eyes widened at the sight before me.There lay a jumpsuit adorned with a skeleton bone print and boots designed to resemble skeletal feet, accompanied by a note.Ruth is truly unhinged; how dare she mock my body in such a way? With a resigned sigh, I slipped into the jumpsuit, indifferent to how I looked in it.Regardless, Michael would undoubtedly reject someone as worthless as me.After dressing, I read the note:"Hahaha, well girl, I hope you enjoy my gift. I think you'll look perfect in it. Once you're dressed, come to the kitchen. Hahaha."Then, the note vanished a
ALPHA MICHAEL I stared intently at my mate, utterly bewildered by how a mother could perpetrate such an atrocity against her own daughter.The figure before me was marked by dark veins snaking across her face, clad in a skeletal jumpsuit that clung to her frail frame.Opposite her stood the underground devil. How could Ruth have sold her soul to such a being? Was power truly worth sacrificing her own child?Let’s not dwell on Ruth; her pallor was so striking that even the blind would notice the black veins marring her complexion.Ruth spoke nonchalantly about how she had eradicated her parents and obliterated rival packs, treating these heinous acts as though they were trivial.We had trained tirelessly—myself along with other alphas—for this impending war.Some packs excelled with swords, others with arrows, and some relied on their bare fists, but our pack was unmatched in our wolf forms.We also had the twin witches, Annabella and Annabelle, who were harnessing their light powers
ALPHA MICHAEL The underground devil addressed the twins as "SOULMATE." Impossible.Annabelle and Annabella's eyes widened in astonishment."What?" we all exclaimed, including the twins.The underground devil rushed toward them, inhaling the scent from both of their necks.Claire, Jayden, beta Nickolas, and I approached, leaving Ruth standing alone in the background."Incredible scent… Who are you?" he asked.I glanced at Ruth, whose eyes were dark with rage, her body trembling with anger.This time, the devil turned to Annabella.She laughed lightly. "Oh, me? I’m Annabella. And you are?"His gaze lingered on her, filled with longing."Oh dear, my name is Drake." he replied, flashing a charming smile.Drake? She patted the devil on the shoulder. "Really, Drake? How does a devil come by that name?"He chuckled in a deep voice. "Well, I didn't have a name, so I decided to call myself Drake." he admitted sheepishly."HEY, WATCH OUT!" Claire shouted in surprise.Ruth conjured a massive
The sunlight filtering through the curtains gently rouses me from sleep, prompting me to adjust my gaze for clarity. Suddenly, I bolt upright in bed, nearly tumbling out as I realize that morning has arrived. How did I oversleep? I must have been more fatigued than I realized yesterday.With a lingering gaze, I watch Claire still nestled in bed, her eyes closed as they were the day before. I observe that some of her dark veins are slowly fading, and I instinctively check the mark on her neck.What? It’s gone.No, no, no—how can that be possible?I immediately link minds with Jayden.Me: "Hey buddy, are Annabelle and Annabella still in our pack?"Jayden: "Of course. Do you need them?"Me: "Yes, please bring them to my room right away."Moments later, a knock sounds at the door."Come in." I call out.The door swings open."Good morning, Alpha Michael. How can we assist you?" Annabelle inquires."Good morning, twins. The mark on Claire's neck is gone, and I have no idea how that hap
ALPHA MICHAEL The twins radiated a powerful white light.“Do not squander your powers, twins. I anticipated this day would come, and I have been waiting for it.” she said, her voice laced with a languid witchiness.I was perplexed.“Alpha Michael, I apologize for what I did to Luna Claire. Ruth exploited my friendship with her, which is why I am here to assist Claire. Once I know she is safe, I can finally rest in peace.”At long last, some good news after the many arduous days I had endured in my life.Claire did not deserve the suffering she had faced, especially at the hands of her own mother. She was a gentle soul who would never harm anyone, yet her mother was malevolent, driven by a thirst for power that led her to manipulate her own daughter for her gain.“Well, I hope you don’t find peace after what you did to my friend.” Annabelle retorted, glaring at the dark witch.“And how do we know that you won't resort to further evil against Luna Claire?” Beta Nickolas interjected, hi
ALPHA MICHAEL "May I have the pleasure of dancing with you, my dear?" I asked gently."Oh, absolutely." she replied, taking my hand and rising to her feet."I have a strong desire to devour every inch of you today, both tenderly and passionately." I whispered in her ear, then placed a soft kiss on the mark on her neck.As we embraced and twirled together, we found ourselves lost in the rhythm of a sweet melody that accompanied our every movement."My love, I can hardly wait for the ceremony to conclude. I yearn for you to be with me before my belly begins to swell. Indulge in me as you wish because in just two months, I’ll look like fat and ugly" she joked, laughing at her own playful comparison."Oh, my dear, I will love you just the same, even in that elephantine form, and I will cherish you in every way." I replied, chuckling at my own quip.She playfully tapped my shoulder and pouted. "Alpha Michael, you better not call me 'elephant body' if you wish to enjoy this body of mine to
CLAIREThree months had passed.Claire sat comfortably in a long chair within the dressing room while Italia diligently styled her hair. Both Claire and Italia had made a pact to ensure their hair and makeup were perfect for their wedding day.As they were focused on their preparations, Jayden entered the room. Italia was just finishing the final touches on Claire’s hair, delicately placing a flower beside her ear.“Come on, ladies! All the guests and your soon-to-be husbands have been waiting for quite a while.” Jayden said, glancing at his watch as he stood with his hands clasped behind his back.“Hey, Dad! I’m doing my best to make Claire look stunning. Don’t forget, she’s the Luna, and she must look even more beautiful.” Italia joked, causing Claire to chuckle at her friend’s playful banter.Jayden sighed, slightly exasperated, but opted to take a seat nearby instead of leaving.“Daughter, please hurry up.” he pleaded with Italia.Claire smiled warmly at both of them, though she s
CLAIREMy concentration wavered as I noticed Uncle Jayden being attacked by the wolf, its powerful paws poised above his heart. Memories flooded back, reminding me of the time I was powerless when Ruth ruthlessly killed Uncle David. I couldn’t let history repeat itself—losing someone so dear was not an option.Determined, I began to chant a spell designed to obliterate everything within, shattering bones and internal organs. Ruth, witnessing the wolf writhing in agony, was oblivious to the source of its suffering until her gaze fell upon me.Before I could evade Ruth’s swift strike, it hit me hard, sending me crashing to the ground with a painful thud. Blood trickled from my mouth, and I felt several bones crack under the force. Struggling to regain my composure, I lay in the rain-soaked grass, the pain coursing through me like wildfire.Before I could muster the strength to rise, Ruth unleashed another blast of her dark aura, which struck the devil squarely in the back. His face slam
ALPHA MICHAELI felt an immense sense of pride for my pack members; they rallied together and fought valiantly alongside us. The determination etched on their faces conveyed a powerful message: "We are committed, and we will fight until our last breath."A smile graced my lips as I absorbed the sight of their bravery, and my only wish was for this battle to spare us from further loss."Please, Moon Goddess, be with us during this fight." I whispered in a brief prayer, hoping for her guidance.As I turned my gaze to Ruth, I struggled to comprehend what had happened to her. Instead of finding humor in her current state, one would feel sympathy for the woman who was once so beautiful. She had carried my mate for five months and had been a significant part of my life for years. Yet, she had sacrificed everything for the sake of power.In her ruthless pursuit, she murdered her own parents, her mate, and anyone who dared to oppose her. Tragically, she even sought to reshape her own daughter
CLAIREI could hardly believe my eyes; Jayden was standing next to someone who looked just like him. What truly astonished me, however, was the sight of Ares, Nadia, Jayden, and his twin laughing heartily at my bewildered expression.“Love, what’s happening here? Please don’t laugh at me.” I implored, gazing pleadingly at my mate, as the others continued to chuckle at the pallor of my face.Michael turned me to face him, saying. “Baby girl, this is Paul Reed, the last member of the trio alongside Jayden and Italia. At the hospital, a woman who worked there took Paul, claiming to Jayden’s parents that the other trio couldn’t make it.”“What? Why would someone do something so cruel to another parent of a pup?” I questioned, my mind racing.“So you’re telling me that Uncle Jayden didn't know?” I asked, glancing at Jayden and Nadia, who both nodded in confirmation. “Yes, Jayden was unaware, and Paul is also my mate.” Nadia revealed, dropping yet another bombshell. I was left momentarily
CLAIREHave you ever found yourself in a moment of pure relaxation, completely detached from the outside world, only to find your thoughts consumed by a single prayer for Nadia's return? That’s precisely where I am.Months of relentless training alongside the twins have fortified me. Now, even if Ruth were to reappear, I would have the urge to confront her directly for the pain she has caused me.Despite the challenges we faced, many pack members who had fled or gone into hiding have returned. While it may not seem significant, having even 500 of them back is a welcome relief compared to the dire situation at the safe house, which housed 900 wolves and 450 pups. This gives us hope for the future growth of our pack.Our core group—my mate ,Ares, Jayden, the twins, the Underground Devil, and Alpha James, Annabelle's mate—have all dedicated ourselves to intense training. We knew that since my mate and the pack members were unprepared to combat the witch, we needed to be ready for any oth
BETA NADIAHe firmly clasped my hand as we descended the stairs. Lacking the strength to resist or argue, we moved quietly downwards.As we walked, I noticed three men lounging on the couch, engaged in conversation until their chatter halted, their eyes locking onto us just as I was about to speak.With a ferocious growl, Jayden’s presence rattled the glasses on the coffee table. "Let go of her bloody hand!" he shouted, his voice a mixture of fury and desperation. Before I could process his threat, Alpha Michael swiftly stepped in front of him, and Ares leaned in to whisper something to the two, prompting a nod from Jayden. His eyes burned with resentment as they fixated on me. In contrast, Paul remained calm and composed, his grip on my hand unyielding.Tears streamed down my face, and I struggled to comprehend why my mate would regard me with such animosity. Didn’t he realize that my actions were for our mutual benefit? For the safety of our packs after everything that had transpire
BETA NADIAI found myself thinking frantically, desperate to catch my breath when, all of a sudden, darkness enveloped me, accompanied by the sound of an explosive blast. Blinding light filled the space, causing me to clamp my eyes shut, sensing a presence entering my basement room.Who could blame him? He had done everything in his power to create a comfortable sanctuary for me, thoughtfully preparing a space for my unborn pup, equipped with all the essentials. Yet, in return, I had only sought to escape at every opportunity.Initially, he offered warnings, but after multiple attempts to dissuade me, he concluded that the only way to prevent my escape was to keep me locked away in the basement.The door clicked shut behind me, and my heart raced uncontrollably; I felt an overwhelming urge to cry out.A low, husky voice broke through the silence, calling my name. "Nadia." Suddenly, I was drawn against a large, rock-like figure that was his body. My fear surged, and I managed to speak
BETA JAYDENMy patience wore thin when Ares mentioned he was acquainted with that Paul guy. My immediate desire was to confront him—how could he torment my mate and then take her away? However, Alpha Michael's words resonated with me: I still lacked complete information about Paul. It was wise, as a beta, to gather all pertinent details before making any rash decisions. I realized I needed to sit down and jot down any small fragments of information I could gather to understand the motives behind Paul's actions.From my perspective, Paul appeared to be a decent young man, anxiously awaiting his mate's eighteenth birthday. To shield his mate from his wolf's instincts, he sought the help of a witch to suppress his wolf until that milestone. This raised questions in my mind—why would he mute his wolf? Was it a matter of safety? Was his wolf feral, or was there another underlying issue?Gradually, I began to empathize with him; perhaps something traumatic had occurred that caused his wolf