Resemble hell.
The ground covered in red, from the blood of the pack wolves, hunters and the bloodhounds. With the bloodhounds over powering owing to the advantage of extra ordinary strength and number.
Volkan was bleeding from his arms and thighs. Yet his indomitable will , made him retort back more fiercely. His wolf growling and tearing apart the bloodhounds while Daniel was no less.
His army of hunters supporting the pack wolves against this common enemy.
Silas's hurried footsteps stop outside the pack house. As he saw her blocking his path.
His fists clenched and eyes narrowed at the girl he thought he loved and was willing to give away his everything for.
" What the fuc* have you done! Move the hell aside before I decide to kill you El
He stops just few steps away from her and Elora didn't dare look up. Suddenly feeling very tensed.Afraid of him knowing what he did to her." We...won Sir Than. Congratulations!'She whispers. Trying not to stutter under his intimidating presence. Eyes still lowered.To get nothing from him. That heated stare still there." King Thaneos! king Thaneos!"The bloodhounds cheer. Hoping for their king to acknowledge them and congratulate them on their victory against the werewolves and hunters.But instead he just stands there. With jaw clenched and brows furrowed.Impossible for anyone to interpret what he felt.Looking around he found the piles of dead wolves and hunter men. Few that were alive, were barely breathing.Just few blows away from death.The earlier Volkan King was on his knees. Breathing heavily. Body on the verge of fainting, eyes dropping yet determination impossible to break.Next
Loud yelps and howls echo in the deadly forest. As bloodhounds were falling down on their feet. Holding their heads in their hands.Their bodies entering into terrors , to only fall limp. As he ends their existence to go to next.He.The one at the centre of the mayhem. Was standing with head held high and arms extended.Clenching his fist more making more screams to echo.His dark eyes burning red like flames, those dark clouds enveloping him.While the hunters and werewolves. Just stared at their new saviour.The man who stood in front of them. Not letting a single bloodhound to touch any one of them.Silas endeavored to get up, finally getting time to recover. To only look back at Thaneos just like others.Why? Why was he doing this?The bloodhounds would have
She orders. And they don't waste a second . Leaving Thaneos's limp body to have him fall down with a thud.Surrounded by his own blood , he barely had any life left in him.He looked almost dead. Defenceless and weak.With his front on the ground, body bloody. Flesh teared apart from different parts of his skin.The occasion heaving of his chest, the only evidence of him being alive.Tieing Silas up to a tree bark.The bloodhounds were enjoying the defencelessness of the greatest King. With their protector laying on his death bed himself." Okay so? Any last wishes love?"She asks sardonically. Taking out the bottle of poison from her pocket. Circling around Silas.A sword held in her other hand." Die bitc*!"He seethes. To have her chuckle. Holding his face in he
"Momma? Is that really you?""Yes.My daughter. It's me"Thora says hugging Alexandria. Kissing her forehead, her eyelids, her cheeks. Showering her with kisses.As Alexandria broked into sobs. Hugging her tightly." But how mom? I thought...I thought Than took your soul?"And Thora holds Alexandria's face in her palms. Sadly smiling at her." He never took it Alexandria. I gave it to him."" I...um. I was too tired of living my life. Of my pains. Of the struggles. I wanted to leave everything behind."" But I...I was a coward."" No matter what. I shouldn't...have left you. I am sorry daughter...I am so sorry."Thora cries and Alexandria cleans her tears. Holding he
The ground was shaking, more cracks developing in it. But the humongous wolf as dark as night was oblivious.To busy snatching the souls of not so innocents.Her small footsteps, stop just few meters away from him. As she breathes heavily, shielding her face from the high intensity winds blinding everything." Thaneos!!"She screams for him. Her voice inaudible in the chaos. And with shaking steps she moves forward.Her hands trembling by her side, heart thudding and brain telling her not to. But she does.Moving more closer.Ignoring the chaos around her, ignoring the people pushing past her for their lives.Ending another wolf, Thaneos throws his body aside. His silver eyes searching for his next target.When he spots a little girl walking towards him." T
Deadly silence follows around. As the storm seemed to subside along with him.The tremors seize, dark clouds start fading as everyone stands in the corner of the cliff, looking down." No.... Alexandria Nooooooooooo...........!!!"Silas screams. Holding his hair in his hand. Looking around, anxious, afraid." I ....no...this...this can't happen..." Alexandriaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"He screams making his voice to echo around to get nothing in response. Volkan falls down on his knees, crying. Holding his face in his hand.As Daniel stands behind Thora. Holding her. Stopping her from falling down. She was silent, but he knew there was chaos and storms underneath she was hiding." No..o"She speaks only one word and next they know. Silas was running back, screaming orders at the wolves wh
12 years Later" Sandwich or Lasagne?"" Anything"" Oh come on Than! Choose one. What do you want to eat?"" I said anything !!"" Anything is not an answer! Tell me or later you will say I didn't made your favourite and starved you !"And that's when Thaneos sighs, turning around to look at Alexandria , who had her hands placed on her waist.And he suddenly forgot what he wanted to say.She looked so damn beautiful.The dress she wore was black, highlighting her grey eyes more. Hugging her curves perfectly. The neckline plunging a little deep showing her cleavage. Yet it was elegant. Floor length with a thigh slit. Leaving a lot to imagination." What will you like to have Than?"
The Royal Castle Ballroom 9:46 pmThe hall was decorated with beautiful red and white flowers. A slow music playing in the background.Influential people from packs all around the world have come to attend it. Chatters and laughs being heard every second.A figure stands there in the centre , sipping an expensive vine. His eyes fixed on the guests surrounded him." The latest policy is getting accepted widely Sir. The tax distribution is so rational. All thanks to you Sir! Our pack is doing great."" It's a pleasure. If anything, I should be thanking you. The Northern borders are safe and you are taking good care of it"" That's my honour Sir! I am obliged"When anothe
" It was not you,I was scared of. It was your loveBecause I knew you could destroy anything, to get meIncluding yourself." - The moon goddess ........ 68 years later The Human RealmThere is one thing about time, that everyone understimates in their life. And that's its ability to not stop for anyone.Every beautiful thing has to grow ugly one day. Every new thing has to turn old. All the strength has to diminish to nothing one day. AndEvery beginning has to end. Years have passed and the world has grown into a different world now. Werewolves world has grown to be a very strong empire now. But it's no longer secluded and limited. Freedom has set in. Everyone had the right to go and live their life accordingly. Pacts of secrecy have been signed with humans and other species. Where everyone lived in a harmonious multi cultural and multi specie environment. All thanks to the new Empire King. Logan King. " Yes Sir. Everyth
The royal castle was filled today. Guests from different packs and territories were staying over. Lights illuminating the huge place. Flowers lined everywhere. If anything it looked like a festival.With everyone seeming too excited and busy. Maids were running around in the corridor, the kitchen hustling with countless delicacies being prepared. Everything was in a hustle and bustle except for one room. She was sitting in her room silently. Her hands clenched in her lap. Her right leg is shaking in anxiety. And lips getting assaulted by her teeth.Gulping she looks up at her reflection in the mirror, and her anxiety worsens. " It is over... it's definitely over."She repeats ,staring at the make up she thought was caked on her face. Her eyelashes were curled. Coated in a heavy maskara. Lips coated by a bright red lip colour. Cheeks blushed red.Her eyes trail lower to directly settle on her own cleavage. And she gulps. She has never worn something so revealing before. The dress
The Death Wolf’s presence unraveled from Zanders body, dissipating like shadows retreating from the dawn and Zander gasped, his chest rising and falling in agony, yet it wasn’t his pain that consumed him—it was the sight before him.His teary red eyes look around desperately, his bloody hand on his chest, where a dagger had dug.The battlefield was a graveyard of silence. But his eyes locked on a still figure in the distance, her body crumpled where it had fallen. A trail of black blood soaked the earth, pooling around her like a final requiem.“ Se-Sera!”Heratte was dead.She had left her…But does this mean? No.. it can’t be!“ Seraaa!”Zander dragged himself forward, the taste of iron on his tongue, his arms trembling under his weight. The gaping wound in her chest was a hollow void where her heart had once beat. Blood coated her lips, dark as the night that had birthed her soul. Yet even in death, she was striking—a cruel masterpiece of tragedy and ruin.“Sera…” His voice was ho
It had been written in the pages of history that one day, the earth would bear witness to a war between the greatest evil and the greatest good.And the victor would decide if the world would drown in darkness or bask in light.That day had come.The ground trembled beneath relentless quakes, splitting open like the gaping maw of a starving beast. The sky cracked apart in furious flashes, thunder roaring like a god’s wrath. Winds howled with unbridled rage, tearing across the seas and birthing monstrous tsunamis.It wasn’t just here.Chaos bled across the entire planet. Cities crumbled, screams filled the air, and people ran—seeking shelter, praying for salvation.But where was safe when the whole world was breaking apart?The earth and sky raged in unison, their fury mirroring the battle of two forces—the strongest to ever collide, gods and mortals alike caught in the crossfire.“We… we can’t stay here!” Rose cried, stumbling as the ground beneath her shuddered violently. Winds lashe
Soul CoronaA human body in perfect resonance with its spirit. Two halves of the same essence, separated by the cruel expanse of time, destined to reunite.In the spirit world, the concepts of birth and death blur into insignificance. Salvation is rare, a distant whisper. Only by finding its Soul Corona can a spirit break free.The body it was always meant to inhabit.The odds? One in a thousand billion. A near impossibility.It is said that when a spirit is born into its Soul Corona, escape is impossible. That body becomes its prison and its home, tethered even beyond death.For most, it is a blessing. The ultimate salvation. A key to Ajooni—transcendence beyond the cycle of suffering.But for others, it is a curse. An unshakable shackle.Zander King was the Death Wolf’s Soul Corona.Its final human form.And that was why he could fight it, wrestle back control. No other host in history had ever managed such a feat.Not even Thaneous.A scream tore from Zander’s lips, his eyes flicke
A deadly silence follows in the forest. As everyone stared at the still face of the girl. Including those red eyes. The winds have suddenly stopped blowing, the earth stopped shaking. Everything seemed to come to a deadly silence." Noooooo....noooo!!!"" Seraaaaaa!!!"Thora's and Hades cry echo in the background. They rush forward towards her when suddenly the woman with the cloaks block them. Stopping them. Chorlett " Who are you! Why did you do this!”Thora asks but the man keeps sitting on a rock in a corner. Looking at the scene bored. " Greetings Thora. "" How have you been?"" How dare you touch my sister. I am fuc*ing going to kill you!"Hades steps forward to attack. To only drop on his knees. As Chorlett speak a mantra. Paralysing his body. Rose rushes towards him screaming. Holding up his head to place it in his lap. Cerberus gets up , placing his hands in his pockets. " It would be advisable for you all. If you don't interfere in what's going on. "" Or you are g
Sera’s POVThe ground trembled beneath me, the earth itself shuddering under the force of his presence. Roars echoed, shaking the heavens, as the Death Wolf tossed me around like a rag doll.He had shifted into his true form—a massive black wolf with blood-red eyes that burned like embers in the dark.I had never seen anything like him before. It felt as if the entire world had tilted on its axis at his arrival. Was Mother Nature celebrating his presence or cursing it? I couldn't tell.He threw me into the air again, his claws ripping through my skin, tearing me apart piece by piece. Blood gushed from my wounds, my cries of pain swallowed by the chaos. He showed no mercy, no hesitation. There was no trace of the man I knew—only the monster.I lost track of how long this torment continued. Seconds felt like hours. Pain blurred time.Then, finally, he stopped.I lay sprawled on the cold earth, drowning in a pool of my own blood. The stars above blinked down at me, my vision hazy from th
2000 Years Ago—The Garden of LunarisThe Garden of Lunaris was a sanctuary untouched by war, unmarred by sorrow—a realm so sacred that even time itself seemed to still beneath its silver-lit canopy. The moon’s light cascaded like liquid silk, weaving through the air and caressing the earth with a tenderness only the divine could bestow.Night-blooming jasmine perfumed the air, their pale petals glowing under the celestial radiance. Trees stretched toward the heavens, their branches adorned with luminescent blossoms, shimmering like captured stardust. And among them stood one tree, ancient and wise, its sprawling limbs sheltering two lovers beneath its embrace.Beneath the ancient willow, Thaneous sat, darkness draped over him like a second skin, his arms locked around the very embodiment of light.Serene.Her silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, strands catching the moonlight as she leaned against him, her laughter soft and melodic, a sound that sent warmth curling through even th
Sera's pov My vision starts turning hazy as the figure continues to devour my blood. A stream of red liquid trails down my neck to wet my shirt. Clenching the metal clanks holding my wrist,I continue to scream. As with each second the pain in my body only intensifies. " Ahhhhhh nooooooo...nooooooooo!" No one came to help. And how will they? The entire castle has been evacuated and the one man I trusted the most. Zander. Was the very one doing it. I understood one thing clearly....he was not in his senses. The death wolf has taken over his body. Or he would have never done something like this. " No...stoppppp.... pleaseeeeeeee" To my surprise the beast stops. Pulling back and I look at his face through my hazy vision. His lips were covered with my blood, eyes blood red and a feral look prominent in his eyes. Moving his lips on his canines,I shiver when I see him fanning his lips on my face. " I am...I am not her...I am not Heratte -" I try to speak. But the