Kiana -Lucas's revelation left me in a state of bewilderment. Silver wolf? The words echoed in my mind. "I had no idea," I admitted to Lucas, my voice carrying a mix of awe and confusion.Lucas, the alpha of the pack, nodded understandingly. "It's a lot to take in, Anya. The silver wolf lineage is rare, and you're one of the last of your kind. Your abilities are unique, and we need to nurture them."He studied me intently, as if gauging my reaction to this newfound truth. "I'm going to conduct a special training programme for you. Your strengths are too precious to waste."I looked at him. Special training? It was an opportunity, but also a responsibility. I nodded. "Thank you, Lucas. I'm willing to do this," I replied, determination flashing in my eyes.He nodded in return, a sense of approval in his gaze. "Good. We'll begin the training soon."I wondered: Who were my actual parents?My origins were unknown; the pack had taken me in as a pup. The revelation of being a silver wolf
In the Storm Pack, Alessia found herself the target of Dion's anger.It all started when Dion summoned Alessia to his office. The air was thick with tension as Alessia entered, her usual air of confidence momentarily shaken.Dion fixed her with a stern gaze. "Alessia, why haven't you ordered the pack's school equipment?"Alessia struggled to find her words as she stumbled like a cat in an unexpected downpour. "Equipment, huh? I did not know that was my responsibility."Dion's irritation was palpable. He leant forward, his eyes narrowing. "Alessia, take your duties seriously. I don't want to be bothered about the pack's daily affairs.""I will take care of it, my alpha." She said it with forced tears in her eyes. "I am trying my best, Dion. It's difficult."Dion looked more annoyed. "I understand it may not be easy, Alessia, but as a deputy, Luna, you must learn to handle your responsibilities efficiently. The pack relies on you to ensure everything runs smoothly."Alessia's frustratio
Kiana -I enjoyed working at the antique shop. Mr. Thompson was delightful to work with and had a vast knowledge of antiques. He always took the time to explain the history and significance of each item, making every day a fascinating learning experience. It was also the time when I could be myself, away from my messed-up life."My Thomson, can I leave early today?" I asked the old man."Sure, dear. Do you have a date?"I chuckled at Mr. Thompson's assumption. "Not exactly, just dinner." Lucas had invited me for dinner, and I couldn't refuse."Ah, to be young again. Enjoy." Mr. Thompson smiled warmly, his eyes twinkling with nostalgia. As I left the antique shop that evening, Lucas was waiting for me. His eyes widened in surprise as he took in my appearance. I felt a bit out of place in the sheath black dress borrowed from Meg."Wow, Anya, you look incredible," Lucas complimented, admiration clear in his voice.I mumbled a thank you. Lucas offered his arm, and I took it, curious abo
Lucas - As I watched Kiana depart for her room, a smirk played on my lips. How long, I wondered, would she continue this charade? I reached for my phone, dialing the number of my beta."James," I greeted as the call connected, "I need you to find out why Dion's men are in Springdale. Something doesn't add up, and I want to know what's really going on."James, well aware of my intuition, replied, "Sure thing, Lucas. I'll get on it right away. Are there any specific leads or just a general enquiry?"I lean back, pondering the possibilities. "I don't want to draw unnecessary attention; just find out what they have been up to."When James arrived at my office, his voice was filled with urgency."Lucas, you won't believe what I found. Dion's men are indeed in Springdale, but they're not here for a routine mission. They are actively searching for someone."My instincts sharpened. "Who are they looking for?""It seems they're hunting for a woman named Kiana. Looks like Dion's mate left him,
Kiana -"Anya Flahtry," I said, staring into the man's kind eyes. He lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed the back of it. "Pleasure to meet you."I tried to hide a smile. No one had ever done that to me before."Speaking of pleasure, are you the new girl who has taken my grandson's fancy?"I chuckled, It's nothing like that. I am just a pack member whom he took in.""Then say no more."I smiled up at Paul and wondered why I had never seen him before."I am retired, and now I serve the council," he said as if reading my mind. He had a kind and gentle aura about him, which made me feel instantly at ease. Old Alphas usually became council members, and I vaguely remembered that whispering shadow's Alpha was on the council. Fortunately, I had never visited the council meetings with Dion; otherwise, he would have recognised me immediately."I met my wife on a night like this," he said with a light chuckle. Then he sighed. I could tell he was thinking about her. "It was the year 1900, and
Kiana - I turned away from Lucas and walked towards the pack house; that was until I collided headfirst with Meg and Mara."Hey there, escapist!" Meg greeted me with a grin that hinted she was drunk.I was surprised, so I tried to muster up a convincing excuse. "I am just tired.""Leaving so soon? Nonsense! The actual party is just getting started," Mara declared."And you can't leave without a proper send-off!" Meg chimed in, mischief dancing in her intoxicated eyes.Meg leant in as if she were telling the party's biggest secret when she seemed sober despite being drunk. "Anya, sweetie, you can't leave without trying the pièce de résistance—our very own world-famous, special brew!""Lucas already told me about it." "Good, then you should at least try it.""Oh, no! No drinks, please." I shook my head, holding up my hands in protest. "It's not too strong, I swear." She slurred."Yeah, I can see that." I rolled my eyes.Meg's intoxicated eyes sparkled with excitement as she insisted,
Kiana - I stood there, my gaze meeting Lucas's intense eyes. The air between us crackled with unspoken tension. A wolf, especially a member of a pack, couldn't defy the Alpha's question. The very essence of our society dictates unwavering allegiance to the pack leader. However, I was no ordinary wolf—I was an Alpha myself.I responded with a nervous laugh that cut through the tension like a swift breeze. It was a calculated move, a way to deflect his suspicion."If I had a mate, Alpha, do you really think I'd be wandering around as a rogue?" I asked, my voice holding a playful edge and my eyes glinting mischievously. My response was well thought out, a subtle act of defiance wrapped in humour. Surprisingly, Lucas cracked a smile."Fair point, Anya," he said, his tone holding warmth. "I suppose I should have known better. Perhaps you are just tired. Go get some rest." His words were unexpected, and a sense of relief washed over me. It seemed that my calculated response had worked in
Dion - I endured a night of restless tossing in his frigid bed, haunted by memories of her faint scent. An array of unsettling thoughts raced through my mind: What if she never returned?With the sun finally cresting over the horizon, I rose, feeling fatigued and irritable. After a steaming shower, I confronted my worn reflection in the mirror. Bloodshot eyes with heavy bags beneath them, sunken and hollow skin—but most concerning of all, a lack of vitality in my gaze.The prospect of an eternity without her seemed unbearable. Tears streamed down my face as I envisioned a lengthy, desolate existence devoid of her presence. Clutching my chest, I felt my heartache as it fragmented into countless pieces. I now understood the madness that gripped those who lost their life companions.Brushing away the tears, I sensed my wolf.He yearned for her—for her to come back and answer all my questions. Why did she decide to run away from us?'She was not our mate!" I put aside my wolf and tried t
Kiana -Mr. Thomson stood in the centre of the room, his gaze shifting between me and the new arrival with a furrowed brow. It was hard not to feel the strain in the air; it was as if the air itself was holding its breath, ready for the eventual clash."Do you know him, Kiana?" Mr. Thomson's voice cut through the silence like a knife.My gaze flickered briefly towards Mr. Thomson before settling on Dion."Yes," I replied quietly, my voice barely above a whisper. "I do."Without waiting for further prompting, I turned on my heel, gesturing for Dion to follow me. He fell into a step besides me, his posture tense as we made our way outside into the cool night air.Once we were a safe distance from prying ears, I turned to face Dion, arms folded tightly across my chest. "Why are you here?" I demanded, my voice laced with a hint of defiance.Dion's eyes narrowed, his gaze locked on mine. "And why did you leave?" he shot back, his tone sharp with accusation.I bristled at his words, a flash
Dion -I gripped the steering wheel with a ferocious intensity that made my knuckles white. Anger seethed beneath the surface, a potent mix of frustration and resentment. Kiana was there, but she had slipped through my fingers once again.Alessia's incessant crying from the passenger seat only served to stoke the flames of my rage. Each wail felt like a dagger piercing through my already thin patience."For the love of Luna, Alessia, can you please just shut up?" I snapped, my voice laced with irritation.A trembling whimper temporarily replaced her crying. "I'm sorry," she stammered, fear evident in her voice. "I just... I just wanted to give you a good time.""A good time?" I scoffed incredulously. "I never asked for a 'good time'. Just do your duties and stay out of my life."Alessia recoiled at my harsh words, tears welling up in her eyes once more. "But... our mums were best friends," she pleaded, desperation colouring her voice. "You should take better care of me, Dion. You owe
Kiana - The constant beat of the club filled my senses, and the bright lights gave the writhing mass of people an alien glow. As I stumbled through the crowd, I was hazy with colours and memories that were all over the place.Lucas's frown deepened as he observed the erratic nature of my movements, recognising the telltale signs of my wolf taking control."Lucas!" I slurred. "Take me home. Please."Lucas, sensing the urgency in my plea, approached with a determined expression. "Sure thing, Kiana. Let's get you out of here."Without waiting for further explanation, Lucas wrapped a steady arm around me, guiding me away from the chaotic dance floor. The thumping music faded as we navigated through the crowd, the cool night air offering a brief respite from the intensity inside. The mingling scents of the city night overwhelmed my senses in the alley behind the club. I leant into Lucas, my grip on him tightening as my wolf struggled against the haze of intoxication."Lucas," I whispered,
Dion -Reluctantly, I stepped out of the sleek, black car, and my eyes scanned the vibrant neon lights adorning the entrance of the pulsating club. Alessia followed suit. She had insisted on a night out like the old times. I had no idea why I had agreed to her demands.The noise level inside the club was crazy, with people dancing and laughing and the music pounding. The smells of booze and sweat mixed, making an offensive smell that annoyed my already sensitive feelings. I agreed to go with Alessia, but I really didn't want to. For me, the bars were no longer appealing; instead, they left me with an ache that wouldn't go away.As we found a dimly lit corner to settle into, Alessia ordered a couple of drinks. I leant back, trying to blend into the background, my attention fixed on the swirling lights above. My mind, however, was a tempest of conflicting thoughts.Alessia, sensing my detachment, nudged me gently. "Loosen up, Dion. We're here to have fun, remember?"I forced a smile as
Lucas -I couldn't help but feel pleased with Kiana's progress after that night. Although Kiana had expressed her concerns about moving too fast, I refrained from joining her in the bedroom again. I decided to sleep on the couch until she indicated otherwise.The couch wasn't comfortable, and as I rose early, I took a shower and brewed some coffee. Sitting down in my office, I reviewed the extensive list of items everyone needed from town that day."Good morning," I greeted James as he walked in."So, how are things with Kiana?" James's voice sounded oddly excited."None of your business," I replied, injecting a playful tone."Come on! We want details. She seems like a strong woman. She will make a great Luna. Did you mark her?""I'm starting to understand why she thinks I'm moving too fast. No more spreadin
Kiana -"That's awful." I reached out and grabbed Lucas's hand. "What happened next?""I forbade her from returning or ever coming back to my pack again. Life didn't have the same flare as it once did. I couldn't have any free time, or I would start thinking about her and have this black pit form in my heart, so I did the unthinkable. Started working really hard.""What happened to her?""Well, her boyfriend, or lover, was a pack warrior. He was punished by his alpha for having an illicit affair with Luna. Both of them were thrown out of their pack.""So they became rogues ?" I asked."Yeah," they became rogues and were forced to fend for themselves in the wilderness. She tried to contact me a few times over the first few months. I didn't open her
Alessia sat at her vanity, her reflection distorted in the mirror as she angrily brushed her long hair. The room was filled with the scent of a special perfume she had acquired from the oracle, a fragrance meant to bring forth the blessings of fertility."Damm it, why am I not getting pregnant?" she muttered angrily, her hands gripping the brush tightly. She sighed, staring at herself in the mirror.Although Dion had warmed up to her, their intimacy remained a rare occurrence. He was always busy with the pack. He returned home late, often drunk, and his thoughts seemed haunted by Kiana.Alessia felt her patience waning with each passing day.The door creaked open, and Dion staggered into their room, his steps unsteady and his movements sluggish—a familiar sight for Alessia. She took a deep breath, swallowing her frustration, and immediately pasted a smile on her face as she approached him."Hey, Dion," she greeted, her voice a delicate mix of concern and forced cheerfulness. "How was
Kiana - "Your mate?" I asked. He nodded solemnly, his eyes filled with regret. Lucas took a deep breath, his eyes reflecting a blend of vulnerability and determination. "Kiana, I need you to know my past," Lucas began, his voice steady. Flashback: A Mating Ball Lucas - The mating ball dazzled with bright colours, a vibrant display that brought werewolves together in search of their destined mates. As I navigated the bustling crowd, my eyes scanned for someone to share my life with and complete the intricate puzzle of my destiny. And then, there she was—standing in the corner with a shy smile gracing her face. Our eyes met, and in that singular moment, I knew she was the one I had been searching for. Lisa, was beta from Dark moon pack, her eyes sparkling with intelligence and kindness. A warmth radiated from her that drew me in, and as our gazes locked, the mating bond ignited, a force that bound us together for eternity. "Hi, I'm Lucas." I introduced myself to the beauty stan
Kiana - Getting cleaned up felt like an eternal task. Just when I thought I had wiped away all traces of the previous night, another dried spot emerged, stubborn and inconspicuous. My hair, a tangled mess, proved to be a nightmare to brush and clean. What I was doing felt unfair. Lucas was awaiting the arrival of a mate who deserved to be the one to initiate sexual activity with him. Guilt gnawed at me; I was just like Alessia, snatching another man away from his mate, even if he had not found her. I couldn't bring myself to ruin someone else's chance at finding a soulmate. Besides, I had lied to him about my identity.We had no future. Eventually, Lucas would find his mate, and I would be left alone. Life, it seemed, was inherently unjust. After getting dressed, I returned to my room, and the tantalising aroma of bacon filled the air.