As Fred howled in agony, Cayden's teeth dug deeper and deeper into the tender flesh. The rush of adrenaline was so powerful that Cayden was only vaguely aware of the searing pain. Cayden glared at Fred with a smug expression on his face as he writhed helplessly on the ground and gasped for air. Fred
The once-bustling manor’s lobby was now silent and tense. Aside from carrying handguns concealed in their holsters and shoulder-mounted automatic assault rifles, the few men who stood guard inside the old hall were heavily armed. They became even more anxious when they saw Max enter, carrying the yo
“Why didn’t you inform your father about our attack?” Oscar inquired as he entered the room slowly. Selena was scared. What exactly did he mean? How did he know her father was contacting her? She watched the unsettling gaze in his eyes close the gap between them with dread. She felt like a little l
Max had always known that being the Sprit Walker Pack's beta meant taking on a lot of responsibilities. He was to ensure that the pack ran smoothly and that all of its members were safe and well fed. But he never imagined he'd have to deal with the situation he's in now. Cayden had been seriously in
"Please allow me to see Cayden." Selna begged Michelle as she entered Selena's room with the food tray. Her father vanished after repeatedly threatening her. Selena remained restless in her bed for the rest of the night. She knew she wouldn't be able to forgive herself if he died or if something h
Tightly, Selena pulled the robe around her body, completely on edge just to be around Oscar. "Like what? I have nothing to discuss with you," she said with stiffness in her voice. "I would beg to differ," Oscar said, his body gradually sitting up on the edge of the bed. His back was straight, his e
17 years ago - Five-year-old Selena was with her nanny, Mary. She was ancient, at least 200 years old, since werewolves live long. Her mother was away on some "pack business". Selena didn't mind, as Mary told her fascinating bedtime stories. "Come on, it's past your bedtime, love. Your mum would b
He was engulfed in black flames, his skin acting as a canvas for them to flicker upon. The burden of unfulfilled time weighed heavily on him, enveloping him in obscurity. His body struggled against its grasp, trying to remain upright and clear-headed, but the churning sensation in his mind refused t