Writer's POV Lila and her mother returned to the pack just in time for another meeting. They took their seat, trying to act as normal as they could to avoid suspicions. "Anyone with another plan better than the Luna's?" Miguel asked and the room fell silent. Not even the Alpha King had a better
"Can I come in?" He asked, that was when she realized that she had left him standing outside for far too long. "Uhmmm sure, of course." She opened the door and gestured for him to come in. "Were you resting, I'm sorry for interrupting." He turned around and folded his hands behind him. "I could l
Writer's POV "Remember to call for backup when you need to. There'll be warriors around for that." Miguel said to them as he rounded up. "We've lost too many pack members already. No matter what happens, we don't retreat, we do not surrender, not until we have gotten revenge for our dead pack memb
Soon enough, the Alpha King was nothing more than the witch's puppet. "Kill them all." She repeated and he moved to act just like he had been told to. He took out his claws, swinging it at anyone in his way. "I hope you enjoy this after you've known what you did." She laughed before returning int
Writer's POV Matilda regained her balance and launched at Abigail. "I'll make sure you pay for tricking me!" She screamed, stabbing Abigail right in the back. Lila watched as the dagger went through her mother. Tears filled her eyes as the witch took it out. Blood spilled on the floor. Lila caugh
"I'll kill you!" Lila yelled, preparing to use the same dagger with which Matilda had stabbed her mother, to stab her. Just then, she felt Miguel's warm hand on her shoulder. "I think your mother would be more proud if you did this the right way." He said to her. Her hands stopped midway, a tear
Lila Two Week After the War "How do you feel?" Miguel asked. I sighed, turning over so that my face was against his chest as I drew invincible circles on his abs, my eyes shut, feeling nothing buy his hard hand on my bare skin. "I feel like it might take eternity before I recover. I lost a lot o
LilaI sighed nervously for the umpteenth time.The night all wolves my age had been waiting for had arrived. It was the night of the annual crystal ball, an ancestral ceremony passed down through the generations. Though some wolves, like my mother and father, had the good fortune of finding their m