"And what was that supposed to mean?" Felise asked. But I simply lifted the tip of my shoulders in response to her inquiry. My wolf has been in the world for twenty-six years but I never heard of anything like that in our kind. A She-wolf? What was that supposed to mean? And what could possibly be the reason those rogue wolves are after her? "That's what those men called him. A she-wolf. Perhaps Alpha Alexander knows something about it." I heaved a sigh of distress before I raised the blanket that was wrapped around the woman's body up to her chest. "Should we tell him?" Felise asked. 'You mean, Alpha Alexander?" She nodded in agreement. "Do't know yet. We still know nothing about her. Perhaps we should just wait for her to wake up. Until then, we should keep our mouths shut to make sure the students in this school will not get panic causing more attention to the werewolf world." Until then, Penelope and I sat waiting in silence at the bedside of
We looked at the woman who was focused on the food and drinks in front of her. Several long curve lines were written all over our foreheads. "You're kidding us right now, aren't you?" Felise asked my stepbrother, still in disbelief. "I hope I am, Felise. But I am not." Razel said in a serious tone. "That's what the woman claimed as soon as I hopped into the room." Then Razel started to explain that Isadora had been a wolf when she was a kid. But that does not surprise me. What surprised me was that she claimed to have come from the past. "I tried to ask her for more information about her but she no longer said a word since then," Razel added. "The doctor believed that she could have lost her memories. And that they must do further check-ups." "But the clinic cannot perform that here, right?" Felise asked. Razel nodded. "Apart from that, the payment that involves brain scanning was too expensive. There is no way we can afford a million dollars for the operat
Leaving no choice, I stepped into the nearest room, away from the CCTVs, and got out in my werewolf form. Right after that, we rushed to the clinic to face the monster. Razel and I burst into the clinic before the monster with our hearts pounding in our chests. We had no idea what the monster wants from Isadora, but we knew we needed to act fast. As soon as Razel and I stepped foot into the clinic, Isadora was lying on the stretcher, her body hooked up to various machines, completely unaware of the danger that lurked just outside her room On the other hand, my appearance in the clinic also made a commotion among the nurses, students, and doctors who scattered in all directions, screaming in fear. "Everyone, OUT!?!" Razel yelled before he widely opened the door, allowing them to pass through. My wolf could feel everyone's eyes on me, their fear and distrust almost tangible in the air. But I couldn't worry about that right now. My focus was on protecting Isado
Felise's dad snatched the phone from her and studied the photo for a few seconds before he uttered, "If she could still be alive until now, your great great grandmother might be in her second decade. Why bring her up?" Two decades? Does that mean Isadora was already two hundred years old? But how come she looks exactly the same age as Felise? Or worse, she might look younger. Now that we just confirmed Isadora was telling us the truth, my brain started to wonder how on earth did she come back to life. And if she was two decades older, how on earth did she recognize me and Felise? "Because she was still alive, Dad, Mom," Felise said. "In fact, Isadora is staying in my apartment right now. Razel, Ezra's stepbrother, was keeping an eye on her because a group of unrecognized people have been trying to kidnap her." Felise's parents suddenly burst out laughing. Perhaps they were thinking that we were making fun of them. "Honey, are you on drugs right now?" Felise's mom u
"Probably. But what does it have to do with the pack?" I still asked Felise even if I already know she knows nothing about it. Felise and I had been sitting in her apartment for hours, patiently waiting for Razel and Isadora to return while discussing our combined assumptions about Isadora. But because all of them were simply assumptions, we talked about other things. We passed the time by talking about our future plans and dreams. Felise was a planner, always thinking ahead, and always making sure that she had everything under control. She had a three-year plan, a five-year plan, a ten-year plan, and even a plan for when we were seventy years old. She was determined to succeed in life and nothing could stop her. As we talked, Felise cooked a delicious dinner for us. The smell wafting from the kitchen was enough to make our stomachs growl in anticipation. We continued our conversation while she worked, discussing our hopes and fears for the future. We talked
As soon as Razel left the apartment, I plummeted onto one of the couches in the living area while Felise went back to her room. While staring at the ceiling, my heart and brain still feel bothered about my stepbrother heading home with a heavy heart. I could have asked permission from him before deciding to use the other room of Felise's apartment. But I did not get the chance to do it because my worries and fears preceded me. One hour ago. "Why didn't you tell me about it?" Razel debated. "Not that I am against this, but we could have done something about it, Ezra." "Don't worry, Razel, I will be out of here as soon as I could find my own place," I said. "Don't worry what happened in the past will not happen again." And I was referring to the incident when Razel almost caught me and Felise kissing. "It's just I am already out of options right now. You know that I cannot live in your parent's house. Worse of all, I don't have enough money for the deposit." I ad
The next morning, my wolf was forced to wake up when my senses had this kind of feeling that someone has been watching us. When I opened my eyes, I was taken aback to the point that I pushed Felise away from me without hesitation. The two of us fell off the couch. But when we realized that our bodies were both naked, Felise and I were in a race to get the blanket and wrapped it around us. As a result, it was completely obvious to Isadora that something happened between me and Felise last night. And if our bodies could not be separated from the blanket in a matter of seconds, it's either my dick getting hardened again or getting embarrassed furthermore. Neither of the two would be the first and last thing we want to happen. "Good morning!" Isadora said, trying to keep her voice neutral. "Morning," Felise replied with an awkward smile on her face. "Umm… why are you staring at us?" I asked Isadora before giving Felise a quick glance, whose face was about to
Felise and I talked a bit more about our plan, deciding how we were going to execute it without alerting the rogue werewolf. We have to prove to Alpha Alexander that we deserved the second chance he granted us. While I was talking, Felise suddenly cut me in and pointed a finger towards the entrance of the canteen. "Speaking of the devil," she said. "What are they doing?" I asked with the tip of my brows bent downward. "It seems that we no longer need someone to keep an eye on her, huh?" Felise replied. "All the boys are already keeping an eye on my great great grandmother." Most, if not all, of our rugby boys, were tailing Isadora walking in our direction with the balls of their eyes dilated and mouths drooling. "Could not agree more." I shortly heaved a sigh in disbelief. Who could have thought even in just a day, Isadora could tame all the rugby boys including my stepbrother? Well, I cannot blame them for that. Isadora was indeed a goddess of beauty.
"You are the ones who killed me in the first place, Mom, Dad. My happiness. My rights. And on top of that, my future. What kind of parents do that to their daughter? I'm so sorry if I disrupted your peaceful dinner." Before I could lose my love and respect for my parents, I evacuated the house with a heavy heart and endless tears. There are no more words or courage left in me that could convince them. So I decided to focus on building my second family which is the pack the way Ezra and I wanted it to be. Piece by piece, we achieve a few things on our bucket list. Our numbers increased to a hundred. Three days later, our fifty became a hundred, and a hundred became a thousand in a matter of days with the help of Razel's pack and Ezra's endless effort to solve every problem every time we encountered one. On top of that, we haven't heard anything from the rest of the packs around us either, giving us enough time to become strong. For me to become the best version of
"No," Ezra blurted, "Let's stick with the plan. Baptism and the Mating Night. Rust will help you guys with the flow of the events. I'll be patrolling the perimeter to make sure the plan succeeds tonight." Right after insisting, Ezra shifted into a wolf and ran away. Yes. Running away would be the perfect definition of what he thinks he's doing right now. He wants to hide his feelings - that he was hurting by the fact that I am going to mate his stepbrother. I know Ezra more than anyone in the world. His pain was excruciatingly unbearable that was why he could not bear to see me getting mated to Razel. All though it was his plan in the first place, he didn't want to turn back on his words even if his stepbrother already confessed to us the possibility of not getting anything from their pack. As soon as Ezra was gone out of my sight, Rust ordered us to begin the baptism. Right after the successful baptism of the Crescent moon pack, I found myself in the middle o
"How about let's prove that your alpha is useless? Kill them all!" Alexander ordered his wolves before he shifted into one. His boisterous growls produced mild movements of the ground, scaring the hell out of everyone, including Ezra and Razel. Before anyone could lay their claws and fangs on my pack members, I jumped on top of Alexander and landed alongside Ezra and Razel. My desire to kill washed over me while shifting the color of my eyes. We already lost two of our pack members. Those numbers all end there. Alexander and his wolves were taken aback when I growled louder than him. My growls did not just produce continuous movements on the ground and shoo all the wild animals around us but shook off everyone's nerves. There was this strange energy that surged in every fiber of my muscle, reverberating through me like a bolt of lightning. I could even feel my claws and fangs increase in size. Sharpened by the seconds. The brown hair attached to my body refl
"No, I highly doubt that," Ezra replied, compared to me and Razel, his voice still filled with hope. "There is another group of wolves a few meters away from the house. They have Mom and your father in that car." That makes sense. My senses were focused only on those werewolves above us. Diverting my heightened senses away from them did not even come to mind. Indeed, there, not far away from the house, stood ten more of Alexander's pack, surrounding the car where Razel's parents are held captives. Ezra's werewolf instincts about Rustom holding them alive were precisely right. Rustom had his motive for letting them stay alive. That also makes me wonder why Alexander agreed to help us save Razel's parents in exchange for Lance. Does that mean he also had his motive for keeping Lance? If there was one, what could it be? But no matter what that is, I must be prepared. "There were thirty werewolves in total surrounding us right now," one of our new members conf
"What will happen to them?" I asked those security guards who dragged me to the parking lot and hopped me into someone's black BMW car by force. Then we took off. "Don't give me that kind of glance, old man." I continued, this time, with a demanding tone, "You knew something. What does Aric wants from them?" "We don't know what Alpha Aric wants from them exactly, but I heard it will not do good to both of them..." As the old man kept on talking, I kept my eyes glancing in and out of the car, especially the direction we were heading. Based on my quick observation, we are not heading to my apartment, my parents' place, or Aric's den, but to the airport. Behind me, if I am not mistaken, were two large luggage bags. What's going on? I know what I did was unforgivable. But are they planning to separate me from Ezra? No. Aric is going to kill them. We still have an unfinished business with Alexander. And we just built our own pack. I must do something because my
Ezra nodded, "Simply because I closed my eyes back then. What if they notice and attack us all of a sudden?" he replied. I don't know if he was simply teasing me or not with his response. His overflowing rage toward me twenty seconds ago, but our ten long seconds kiss, melted and turned into a fine blushing. However, it does not change the fact that he wanted me to mate with his stepbrother. "Sorry," I uttered softly, "But I'm afraid my wolf cannot mate Razel right now, Ezra." "May I know the reason?" he insisted, his voice started to calm down as well. Perhaps he already confirmed that those wolves just passed by were already gone. There was no other way they could have sensed anyone's presence underneath the abandoned house because Ezra and Razel securely surrounded the place with human poop and other disgusting smells to distract a werewolf's heightened sense of smell. Even if we were outside sitting inside the car, they could bearly trace us either because
Ezra's serious expression cut deeper into my heart. However, my instinct senses something more than meets the eye. It seems to me that he had something in mind that he was afraid for me to know. A part of me wanted to ask him about it but I know today is not the best time to push it through. Ezra still has something in his mind. He had to save his Mom to be able to make peace with his stepbrother. Let alone we still need to negotiate with Alexander which I still found not an assurance that their parents are still alive a the moment. That one concern alone could turn everything upside down. The best thing I can do for myself right now is to support Ezra's plan. In order to help Ezra build the pack, my wolf must address the mess I made at the wedding first. I don't want to pour fuel into Ezra's blazing fire so I must make sure he or Razel do not get involved with it. So I proposed to Ezra to explain to us about the Crescent pack. Part of his job being my advisor is
As soon as I reached the middle part of the red carpet, my feet lost their will to move forward. My throat dried all of a sudden accompanied by the tears in my eyes flooding my cheeks. "Ezra, please, save me. I can't do this anymore." I uttered to myself. Everyone in the wedding venue, most especially the groom, furrowed when I simply looked him in the eye. Doubts were apparently displayed all over my face. The moon goddess seemed to have heard my impossible prayer when everyone's attention was shifted onto someone else - to the person who just slammed the door of the church open. I slowly turned around and found a familiar face. Though his entire face was covered in sweat and dirt, my instinct can never get mistaken. My knight in shining armor just arrived a bit late but it was the thought that counts. "Razel," I softly mumbled his name. Even though he was not my true knight in shining armor, it was the thought that counted for me. I don't what exactly happene
"Right," Razel nodded his head, "Aric and his men will be out the entire day to attend the wedding. It will be our only chance to achieve the plan. Ezra and I must take the opportunity of them being gone to search for Lance in his den. Is that what you mean by it, Brother Ezra?" "It is the only way I could think of we could save our parents, Felise." Ezra agreed. "We hope you understand that. Please, do me a favor. I need you to get married to Aric tomorrow." My heart feels like I was left all alone and got sunk into the bottom of the wide blue ocean that the two could do such a thing to me as though none of them considered how I might feel about it. I want to save their parents as much as they do, but I did not expect it to be this way - hurting me badly. Selling me to the wolf whom I hated the most. On top of that, my love and care for Ezra was unconditional. I may have promised him that my wolf would do everything to make him happy, but no matter how hard I try