Chloe's POVI felt a jolt of electricity surge through me, and a heavy, eerie feeling settled in the air. It was as if pure darkness and evil had materialized, gradually advancing towards us with unwavering resolve. With every passing second, the gravity of our situation intensified. We were being pursued by powerful foes driven by an unquenchable thirst for violence, seeking to wreak havoc and annihilate everything in their path. The slightest brush of their menacing presence sent a wave of icy fear coursing down my back, leaving me on high alert, fully conscious of the imminent peril drawing nearer by the moment.Speaking in urgent hushed tones, I implored Vanessa, "Tell them to pick up the pace. The enemies are coming nearer... They are closing the gap between us." Vanessa, standing by my side, paled visibly, swiftly turning to address the other survivors. Her voice trembled as she cried out, "Hey... Quickly! Everyone, we must hurry! They're gaining on us!" Fear instantly washed o
The night sky stretched above like an abyss, engulfed in an inky darkness with the moon obscured behind a thick veil of clouds. A faint hue of crimson tinged the atmosphere, as if the very heavens were announcing the nature of this dreadful night—a night where untold volumes of blood would stain the earth.My sprint lasted a mere half-minute before I found myself ambushed from the shadows, enduring two swift slashes from an unseen adversary. Instinctively, my body sprang into action, evading the attacks with uncanny agility."One of them" gasped in astonishment upon catching sight of me, a white wolf standing before them. "Why is the legendary white wolf here?" he exclaimed, his surprise evident."And why does she bear the scent of those wretched Red Moon Pack bastards?" inquired the other with a wary glance in my direction."It cannot be. The alpha of that pack is that despicable Vanessa. It's inconceivable that someone who once kneeled and begged like her could be a white wolf," rem
Chloe's POVCold wind blew on my face as Caleb moved fast. Behind us, I could feel the numerous enemies running after us. Yet, Caleb was able to outrun them. ‘He’s moving fast…’ I thought as my body was still paralyzed from the impact of using Aurora’s powers. ‘Among everyone I know… it seems like only Blake and Teacher Astor move as fast as him…’‘Could it be that Caleb is also… the alpha of his pack?’ I weakly knitted my brows. ‘Is that the reason why he is doing his best, even risking his life, to find survivors of his pack?’ “D*mn it!” I heard him curse before he took a sharp turn to the left. “Hey… did you pass out? Where am I suppose to go?” I heard him say. I blinked once, my exhausted mind trying to understand what he said. A second later, I told him with a weak voice, “Turn left and then left…” “At the corner… there is a hidden passage…” I softly whispered to him. Right away, Caleb’s body moved and followed my direction. Taking the hidden routes, bit by bit we gained dist
Chloe’s POV"I would have died… if not for the little child taking the poison with him," I heard Aurora say and my body stilled, my heart and my mind freezing. The revelation struck me with an indescribable mix of emotions. A surge of love and loss mingled within me, their currents intertwining like an inseparable bond. I struggled to process the enormity of what she had just disclosed."I'm sorry, Chloe. I couldn't save the little one. I wished to the Moon Goddess… That I should have been the one to disappear," Aurora's voice was filled with pain.Suddenly, it felt as if lightning struck me. "Why..." I managed to utter, my voice filled with a cocktail of emotions. "Why would you wish it had been you instead?" I asked Aurora.Aurora's gaze met mine, a profound sadness flickering in her ruby-red eyes. "Chloe, my dear human, your little one's life was sacrificed. He bore the burden to save me from death…""I am your wolf. I have the obligation to protect and support you. But not only
Blake's POVThe night enveloped me in its chilly embrace, casting an eerie silence over the surroundings. Above, the sky displayed a haunting hue of red, as though symbolizing the spilled blood that tainted the world. I found myself seated at my office table, where an overwhelming sense of emptiness permeated my being since Chloe's departure. Deep inside, I felt lifeless, my body moving mechanically to fulfill its duties while my soul remained lost, and my heart hollow.The purpose that once fueled my existence, embodied by Chloe and our lost child, had vanished without a trace. I believed that nothing could stir me from this state of desolation, until Arthur burst into the room, his eyes filled with a hint of panic. In that moment, my unmoved heart began to race with an unexpected surge of emotions.Something had gone terribly wrong. With a sense of foreboding, I inquired, "What happened?""Blake... there's some bad news," Arthur hurriedly replied, his words hanging in the tense air.
Blake's POVFive years have elapsed, marking a significant period of transformation within the werewolf realm. During this relatively brief timeframe, two pivotal events unfolded, forever altering the fabric of the werewolf world.First and foremost, a formidable alliance materialized, spearheaded by the Blood Hound Pack, which compelled other packs to join its ranks and extend support.Failure to comply with this coercive demand meant certain annihilation, as witnessed with the tragic fate of the Red Moon Pack. Fear gripped the hearts of all, leaving them with no choice but to acquiesce and join the formidable alliance.The second event that reverberated across the werewolf domain was the sudden disappearance of two prominent packs, the Red Moon Pack and the Silver Pack.The entire werewolf community was aware that the Alliance had obliterated the Red Moon Pack, leaving no trace of its existence. However, the enigma surrounding the Silver Pack's vanishing perplexed all. Speculations
Blake's POVFive years have gone by, and a lot has changed. Some of the changes were painful, and I wish they hadn't happened. But there were also good things that made life easier.I looked at a young boy who was holding onto my legs. He was just two years old, with dark wavy hair and big bright eyes, looking a lot like me. He seemed to be my son, even though I might appear stern at times, a smile couldn't help but creep onto my face."What are you doing here, Arlan?" I asked the little boy, who was smiling and giggling."I came to play!" he said, wanting me to lift him up. I couldn't resist and carried him in my arms."It's still morning, why do you want to play already?" I teased him, and he pouted in response."Oh? Don't tell me you ran away from your mother?" I continued to tease him. The little boy's pout turned deeper as he looked at me with puppy eyes. My heart almost melted, but I ignored it and told him with a strict voice, "So you did." "Why don't you go back to your mother
Chloe's POVI cautiously surveyed my surroundings, my eyes struggling to pierce through the impenetrable darkness accentuated by the torrential downpour. The heavy rain obscured visibility to near-zero levels, creating an ideal atmosphere for concealment. Above, the tumultuous sky roared with thunder and dazzling flashes of lightning, further intensifying the ominous ambiance.In the midst of this, a voice expressed frustration, breaking the tense silence. It was Vanessa, her face adorned with annoyance as she battled the raindrops splashing on her skin. Curious, I discreetly glanced at her, raising an eyebrow in response to her mood."I'm grateful for this relentless downpour because it shields us from those bastards from the Blood Hound Pack," Vanessa vented her irritation, "But if it keeps up like this, we'll be stuck here too. Spending the night in the woods doesn't really appeal to me."I weighed her words for a moment before offering a suggestion, "You can head back home first