ISABELLA. The scene before me was so amusing, I laughed my heart out. Sean and Vael will make good comedians. Vael struggled to be free from Sean’s grip but Sean’s hold on him was too strong. “Let me go, pervert.” Vael growled, still struggling, but Sean acted like he was a noisy fly around him. “I will let you go on one condition.” Sean proposed with a cold glare. “And which is?.” Vael asked with raised brows and narrowed eyes. “You will stay clear from both women. Do I make myself clear?.” Sean asked, his voice now deep and eerie, his eyes almost changing his color, he was trying not to use his Alpha will to Bend Vael to his will. “Yes—my lord.” Vael agreed, wincing to the impact of Sean’s little compulsion on him. “Good.” Sean said, letting him go and he scurried away, far ahead of everyone. I suppressed the urge to laugh but Naria’s chuckle made me laugh out harder than I intended. Sean shot me a soft glare, I averted my gaze from him to Naria, hooking my arm int
SEAN. “Is everyone alright?.” I asked, inspecting Naria’s body, she was perfectly fine. Isabella barely had a scratch on her body. Isaiah and Vael were fine too. We managed to defeat the dark soldiers, their body crumbling to dust. But the snowy temple suffered some damage. “We don’t have any time to waste here, I suggest we head out.” Vael spoke up behind me. “Lead the way.” I said, hurling the bag on my shoulder. “Sure my lord.” Vael murmured with a smirk, and pulled out a map from his pocket. It contains the location of Mount Nýxmir— the shadowed peak of reflection. “I say we go south.” He announced, taking a step ahead of us. I turned to the rest with raised brow and they shrugged their shoulders in resignation. The battle was a tough one and it drained a lot of strength. We fought with every fiber of energy in us, fiercely trying to protect ourselves and the temple. We used every weapon in our disposal, our fangs, claws, sword, arrows, daggers. But they kept
Dragging the large map down, using pins to hold it pinned on the wall. The map covered a large area in the wall, very bold and visible for the everyone to see. “Here is the plan. The Dark soldiers have attacked almost half of the eastern and southern coast, destroying everything in its way. They knew this will arise to alliance with other packs, so they will attack us when we are all united, that’s killing many birds with one stone.” Ethan said, and they all stared at him, nodding their head in understanding on what he was trying to make them see. “So now we are gathered, how do we take them out?.” Alpha Gravin asked, seeking more answers. “Now we are all gathered, they have received the signal and might launch an attack on us soonest, maybe in two days time. But we can’t wait for them to make a move, we will set traps for them and let them walk right through it.” Ethan explained, pointing at the map that have the areas, forests and mountains surrounding Dragonblood pack.
“What strategy?.” Alpha Edwin inquired curiously. “Since the Dark soldiers are already defeated by us, they will come back and the next time, we might likely not be able to hold them off.” Ethan’s words were true, they barely survived the first attack, if not that Sean was around to eliminate them. Now a second one, Ethan rescued them. The third one might be more fiercer and brutal. “What do you suggest?.” Heron asked, seemingly interested in whatever Ethan was to say. “We forge an alliance.” Ethan said, his voice firm and yielding. “How? Most packs have been wiped out and some are at enemity with us.” Luca said, and the rest nodded in agreement to what he said. “That’s where you are wrong.” Ethan said, a small smile curled on his lips. “What do you mean?.” “At a critical point like this, no one cares about enemity because we all are fighting for survival. And we all will come together.” Ethan said, his gaze piercing their souls. “What’s the plan?.”“You need not to
Everyone was successfully back into the pack’s fortress, Warriors that were wounded were being taken away to be treated by the pack’s physician, those dead were buried and preparation for the funeral rites were being made. Tonight’s the pack will mourn and celebrate the heroic death of the Warriors who fought so hard to protect their pack. The elders were all gathered again, back in the Council chambers, Alpha Edwin sat at the head table, quiet, his gaze calculating, he wasn’t wounded but he mourned the death of his kins in his heart. “Who is he?.Darca asked, still reliving the scene of the unknown masked stranger who came to their rescue. “I don’t know either.” Heron replied, his fingers drumming simultaneously on the table. Just in time, a guard entered the council chamber with a fearsome expression. “Speak.” Luca commanded him, his gaze pinned on the guard, ready to extract the information readily from him. “The strange man is by the door.” The guard murmured, his head
“Hurry, get in position. These troops take the east wing, Luca, take some warriors down to the west wing, Heron—the south wing. I will attack in the north.” Darca portioned accurately and they all nodded. The werewolf warriors were already in motion, their bodies tense, senses sharpened. Steel glinted beneath leather armor. Spears were gripped. Bows were drawn tight. Then the trees split open Dark soldiers, faceless and cloaked in shadow, poured through the mist like spilled ink.“Now!” . Darca roared, His voice echoed, and in a breath, the warriors shifted Bones cracked. Spines arched. Fangs tore through gums and fur exploded over skin. What had been a dozen men and women now stood as wolves—tall, broad, and burning with fury.They charged. Claws raked across armored flesh. Fangs found soft targets—throats, joints, tendons. One wolf tackled a dark soldier into the roots of a tree, ripping its mask away to find only smoke beneath. Arrows flew from the treeline—sharp, fast, si