Regan sighed deeply as he alighted from the carriage that had brought him to the southern border of the pack. This was where the warriors sent by Alpha Jared had landed at. He was only here to assess and mark them so they could officially become Cresthowl pack warriors.No werewolf is welcomed into a pack unless he is from that particular pack. And if he isn't, he has to be marked as a member of that pack otherwise, he would be recognized as a trespasser.As Regan strode towards the contingent building of the southern warriors, his mind flashed to when he was just coming here.When he was in his carriage, he had a glimpse of the talked about hardship of the pack members. He had seen the suffering they were going through as the carriage rode through the streets.Beggars were littered at every junction, both old and young. The markets were close to empty. They were a total contrast to what he remembered of them the last time he was there, which was when he was so young and still a pri
Regan's boot sank into the ground as he landed from his carriage. He ignored the greetings of the castle workers blatantly as he stomped towards the main building. It was written all over his manner of walking that he was here for straight business.The guards at the entrance of the castle main building were smart enough to open the door as soon as their eyes landed on their Alpha stomping towards them.Even as they bowed to greet him and he ignored them, they left their heads that way until they were sure he had gone past them a good distance.“Alpha!” Estan called from the stairway as he descended hurriedly. That was the only time Regan slowed his tracks.“Where's my Luna?” He asked in a gruff voice as his Beta got to him.Estan's eyes darted around before answering, “What's going on?” He asked confusedly.“I want the Luna out of the dungeon and taken care of this instant, Beta!” Regan growled, making Estan stand upright.“Yes, Alpha!” He answered and dashed off.He lowered his head
“Alpha…I would like to apologise on behalf of my fellow Elder. Er…what he did was…” Elder Callen's words were cut off by Regan.“He committed a despicable crime, Elder, he would pay for it. There's nothing, not even your plea, that can save him from that.” Regan said dismissively. He was apparently still in rage.Who wouldn't be? This was an utter betrayal. A treasonous act of the highest order. He had been stabbed in the back by his own subjects, people he had thought he could trust in running the pack with.“I know, Alpha. I…I just want you not to act based on your rage. You need to punish him according to the laid down law so the people will not see you as a wicked Alpha.” Elder Callen said softly.Regan gazed at him longingly. For a moment, he thought if he would also betray him. He doubted that.There were some people whose loyalty weren't questionable and waverable. One of those people was Elder Callen. He had served Regan's father till his last breath and still continued his se
“Quick, get him to the infirmary!” Regan bellowed at the guards standing by.Immediately, both of them bent over and carried Estan's unconscious body. That was when Ivorie came running into the dining hall. She had almost collided with the guards as they carried Estan out.Horror and confusion etched on her face as she watched them leave.She faced Regan. “What happened?” She asked tensely.Regan walked past her, following the guards.“I have no idea.” He answered gravely. They both followed the guards to the infirmary. A few minutes later, Estan was in the inner ward, receiving treatment from the healers while Regan and Estan waited outside – in the waiting room.Regan was seated in an apparently thoughtful manner – his elbows rested on his knees while his jaw rested on his two knuckles.Suddenly, he faced the guard who had mindlinked him.“Tell me what happened,” he said.“I'm not sure what, Alpha. But when they were all eating, he suddenly fell down unconscious. No other signs occ
“What? Is that possible?” She asked, her eyes spelling shock and excitement.Regan nodded, “It has only happened a number of times but we can try our luck.” He said.Ivorie was getting excited. The prospect of having a wolf shot adrenaline through her veins. It was exhilarating.She wouldn't be wolfless again, she wouldn't be regarded as weak.“So, how can it be done? When can we begin?” She asked, rasping excitedly.Regan gestured with his hands, “You have to relax…” he was suddenly cut off by the sound of a voice in his head.‘Alpha, Beta Estan has regained consciousness.’ Shaerah's voice echoed in his head.He immediately stood up, although not responding.“What's wrong?” Asked Ivorie, her worried gaze following him.“It's Estan, he's awake.” He told her and made his way towards the exit.“Should I come along?” She asked, desperate to know what he had to say about finding her wolf.Unfortunately, Regan shook his head as he walked out.Regan made his way to the infirmary. He knew th
Ivorie's scream echoed in the silent Archives hall. By instincts, she dived to the side, avoiding Martin's fangs by a heartbeat.Ivorie wasted no time. She dashed towards the direction she had dived to and bolted. That was what her brain could give her at the moment– run.“Help!” She yelped, hoping someone would hear her screams and come to her rescue. She stumbled upon shelves as she ran, not daring to look back.Suddenly, as she made a turn by a shelf, she came face to face with Martin.The scream of horror that escaped her mouth was almost deafening.Martin roared loudly, displaying his horrid fangs and gold glowing eyes. He grabbed her by the shoulders, gripping her with his claws.Ivorie wailed, her eyes widened in horror.She had been caught.She gasped once, her breath seemingly failing her. She gasped again for breath and again. It was as though her consciousness was slipping from her.She became scared. The fear in her was at its peak. It was at the point where she couldn't
“Urgh!” Martin groaned loudly as blood spewed out of his mouth, splattering the floor with crimson hue.He was in a dungeon, strapped to a metal chair where he was receiving punishment from Regan and Estan.The duo were standing before him, Regan's fist was stained with the guard’s blood as he glared at him with peak killing intent.“He won't say anything.” Estan remarked, equally frustrated as Regan was.Martin raised his head and faced them, grinning from ear to ear. His blooded mouth gave him an irritating look.They had been at it for two days since he had been detained, trying to get information out of him. His stubbornness was peak and he hadn't given in to their tortures.“How are we supposed to know why he wanted to kill my wife? And who sent him. For all we know, he might even know something about Jenna's whereabouts.” Regan said, his veins popping out from his neck.Estan nodded slowly. “You think he is working for Jenna?” He asked.“I know it.” Regan maintained. He went o
Brennan sighed deeply, slumping on the small bed in the room of a motel. He and his men had been on the search for Jenna for days and their search has yielded no result.It was only fair for them to take a few hours of break in the nearby motel in the middle of the town.Brennan was about to pull off his gear when there came a loud knock on the door.“Captain!” The voice behind the door cried, sounding urgent.Brennan sprang to his feet and opened the door quickly.“What is it?” He asked as the face of his comrade came to view. He looked excited and anxious at the same time.“I spotted her!” Were the first words he spewed.Confusion hit Brennan and his face contorted with it.“You spotted who, warrior?” He asked in a bold tone.“The Duchess, I spotted her!” The warrior answered, still sounding overly excited.Brennan's eyebrows shot up in shock. “Are you sure of this?” He asked, even though he walked back into his room to grab his sheathed sword.“I'm certain, captain. But we have to
The throne room was filled with a heavy sense of calmness. Regan and Ivorie were seated on their thrones, their demeanor calm and collected. They looked out upon the massive gathering of the pack Elders and Alphas from the allied packs. Decorum reigned amongst them as they had their gazes on the criminals at the center of the throne room.Alpha Johan, Beta Jordan, Nick, and Kiya knelt, their heads lowered in utter shame. They awaited their judgements.“Elder Callen, begin the procession.” Regan instructed in a strong voice.Elder Callen stepped forward and bowed to Regan and Ivorie before clearing his throat."Johan Kanin, Jordan Volkov, Nicholas Jenn, and Kiyalera Sven, you have been found guilty of the following; treachery, multiple murders, massacre of warriors, abduction, and attempted usurpation. These are heinous crimes and according to the law of Cresthowl pack, your punishment will be death."The room fell silent, except for the sound of Kiya suddenly bursting into tears. Whi
Regan and Blood Grove crashed into the nearby bush, their bodies entwined as they skidded across the dry underbrush. A thick tree was what stopped Regan from rolling.Blood Grove was the first to regain his footing. A sly grin spread across his face as he faced Regan."Alpha Regan, it's such an honor to finally meet you officially," Blood Grove said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.Regan stood up and swatted dust off his body.His eyes narrowed on Blood Grove, his jaw clenched in rage.“I wouldn't say the same for me. You have been a thorn at my side for far too long, assassin. Because of you, many innocent lives were lost, including that of my Beta.” Regan seethed and his hands fisted. His desire to fight burned through his veins."I was simply following orders, Alpha. But I'm sure you cannot understand, since you’re a ruler.” Blood Grove said with hatred.“I’ll kill you, for taking my son!” Regan shot, his eyes flickering red and blue.Blood Grove chuckled, his eyes glinting with a
The courtroom hummed with several voices. Ivorie sat at the end of the long table, silently watching the Elders engage in heated argument amongst themselves. Although it was not a pleasant thing, it took her mind off the worry of her baby."Luna, we understand that you've been grieving the kidnapping of your baby for days, as expected," one of the Elders said, his voice gentle but firm. "But I believe it is time we received more information concerning our Alpha's betrayal. We need to know what happened, and why Regan would betray the pack in such a way."The rest of the elders nodded in agreement.“And most importantly, why would he want his own newly birthed son kidnapped?” Another Elder added. Everyone went mute, awaiting Ivorie's response.Ivorie's eyes darted nervously around the room. It felt like a heavy weight had been placed upon her with the Elders’ intense attention on her.She knew that she had to tread carefully, to avoid revealing the plan that she and Elder Callen had e
Ivorie paced to and fro in her chamber, her mind reeling with thoughts of her baby. It had been two days since she had sent Jenna out to find him, and yet there was no update. The thought of that alone made her shiver occasionally.No word from Nick, no message from Jenna. The silence was horrifying, and Ivorie's anxiety was growing by each passing hour.She went to the fireplace, pacing back and forth in front of it with her hands clasped together in a futile attempt to calm her racing thoughts. ‘What if Jenna has betrayed me? What if she has used the opportunity given to her to gain her freedom without the need to help me?’‘What if Nick has harmed my baby? Oh goddess! Please help me!’ Ivorie's heart beat in accordance with thoughts in her mind. She covered her face with her palms, sobbing silently Just as she was starting to lose hope, the door of the room was thrown open. Ivorie raised her head and saw her mother walking in, a look of genuine concern etched on her face. "Ivori
The streets of Cresthowl had become totally different from what she remembered. She was used to a quiet and deserted night but tonight, the streets were reeking with a lot of people. And not just regular pack members, warriors also. The pack Watchmen and even guards were roaming and patrolling every corner of the pack.It made her wonder what in the name of the Moon goddess happened in the past year.It took her great knowledge of every nook and cranny of the pack streets to evade the warriors. She had grown up in the streets of the pack and she knew it like the back of her hands.Finally, she arrived at a lonely alley, near a very busy market. There were no warriors there.Her eyes were on a particular woman in the market. Black short hair and a skinny build. She was only going about her market scouring but Jenna had other plans for her.When the woman was done in the market, she headed through another alley adjacent to the one Jenna was in. She followed her.She paced after the woma
The darkness of the dungeon seemed to press in on Jenna from all sides, the cold stone walls and damp air a constant reminder of her captivity. She had been in there for about a year now, if her counting of sunrises through the small gap above her were accurate. One year of captivity in this wretched dungeon. An entire year of living in an unfavourable condition, consuming unhealthy food and breathing pungent air.She had begged the guards multiple times to clean the other corner of the cell where decayed human dung lied for a long time. She had learnt to live with it overtime.She sat in a corner, busy playing with a small stone. In this place, that was about the most interesting thing she could do.But she knew all these conditions she found herself in, were caused by her. She brought it upon herself. She blamed herself for going against the Luna of her pack. Especially when the Alpha himself had never taken a liking in her from the onset. She had made a grave mistake and she was
“I have given you milk, I bought some cookies for you from the market, risking my own safety. I even tried to sing you a song. But you keep crying!” Kiya wailed as she sat opposite Ashken in a small ramshackle hut.They had decided to remain in Cresthowl pack for the time being. As they believed that Ivorie would do their bidding because her baby's life was at stake.Although with Kiya's experience with Ashken, she feared she’d have to end his life sooner than planned.Kiya's eyes were fixed on the baby, whose loud cries filled the entire hut. Kiya's hands trembled, her veins coursing with rage. She glared at the child intently, her mind racing with many homicidal thoughts.Her killing intent reached its peak when she sprang to her feet. But fortunately, the door of the hut was opened.Her attention moved to Nick as he walked in. Any second later and she would have done something she would regret greatly.“What's all that dreadful noise?” Nick asked with a frown.Kiya walked over to
“...may not be back anytime soon. And if I don't return at all, please do right by your Luna. She is the perfect woman for you, your life changer. You may not see it, but she has brought a new light into your life. Believe it when your Beta says it. Believe it when your best friend says it.”Regan sighed as he read the last letter he got from Estan. His hands became heavy with great despair, almost clouding his very soul. He dropped the letter on the table before him as his eyes stung with tears.He raised his head, shaking his head and refusing to shed tears.‘Get a damned grip on yourself! You're the Alpha!’ Boris scolded harshly within him.Regan controlled his breath, but it was hard. He had lost his Beta, his friend. Not only Estan, but Brennan also. They both were his friends although he didn't acknowledge one until his death and that guilt was eating him up from within.Rapid footsteps invaded the room he was in and he quickly put on a stoic face, shrouding his sad expression.
His feet crushed the dried undergrowth of the thick forest in the outskirts of Crescent Moon pack. His feet carried him as fast as they could, but even with the speed, he was still as stealth as ever. It was as though he was running on the air and not on land. He practically appeared like a blur under the dim moonlight.He glanced around frantically multiple times, hoping no one was tailing him. Until he arrived at a particular cave surrounded by thick and tall trees. He looked back once more, making sure he was alone there before walking into the cave.As he entered the small cave, Kiya looked up, worry etched on her face. "Nicholas!” She exclaimed as she sprang up to her feet. “Goddess, I was extremely worried about you," she said in relief, rushing to his side.Nick cracked a smile at the corner of his lips, embracing her. "I'm fine, my love. I just had a close call with Regan's warriors."“Oh goddess, are you okay?” Kiya asked, checking Nick out for any form of wounds.“I'm fine,