"What?" Felise asked in confusion, as she tried to make sense of the situation. "What about you?" "What's wrong?" asked the rogue wolf. "What happened to the confidence earlier?" "Don't worry about me, Felise. I'll start the count, okay?"I said while ignoring the rogue wolf's growls. I began counting out loud, slowly and steadily, trying to stay calm. The sound of my voice echoed through the dark forest as I continued. "Ready... One... Two... RUN!" As Felise and I ran through the forest, my heart was pounding and my lungs were burning. We had stumbled upon a pack of rogue wolves, and now they were chasing us through the trees. Felise was supposed to face one of them, but none of us had predicted that we would meet ten of them. I looked back over my shoulder and saw the wolves gaining on us. Their eyes glowed like red coals in the darkness, and I could hear their ragged breaths and the sound of their claws scraping against the forest floor. I knew that if th
"What do you want?" I mustered the courage to let out those words even if my mouth was already dehydrated. Part of me wanted to turn around to see the man's face. However, I guess it will be better this way when my wolf already gets scared enough. "Did you and that woman get home safe last night?" he asked, but my wolf doesn't know if I am obliged to answer his question. "Answer me!" he exclaimed, this time, his voice was mixed with growls. "Yes. We got home safely last night." I could not help but clench my fist when my heart and brain agreed on one thing - to run away as fast as my feet can. Unfortunately, the idea did not harmonize with my body as it remained as hard as steel. "Where is she right now?" he asked again. "Let go of him, you, monster!" exclaims another man from the corner. The man was tall, probably an inch taller than me. If I assumed, he might already be in his sixties. He had broad shoulders and a muscular build, and his piercing blue
Right after my shift, I rushed to the school to talk to my stepbrother. If Melissa's advice will work, I don't need to get paranoid anymore. I can now sleep at night. As soon as I found Razel, I did not waste my time and told him my purpose of approaching him in the study hall with his werewolf brothers. Two brains are better than one. We came up with a plan to help Felise finish her last werewolf pack test. Finishing the last test was the only way to protect her from the rogue wolves who were threatening us. I believe that the one sending her those messages is one of those rogue wolves we encountered the other night. But what confused me the most was how they got Felise's digits. The pack test was a grueling challenge that tested the limits of our bodies and spirit. It was a rite of passage that all werewolves had to endure to become full members of the pack. It involved running, fighting, and tracking, all while under the watchful eye of the pack elders. F
Felise stepped forward, and I could see the nervousness in her eyes. With a deep breath, she approached closer to Alpa Alexander, holding out the results of her final test. "I have completed the final test," she said, her voice strong and steady. "I am ready to become a member of the pack." Alpha Alexander took the head of the rogue wolf from her, his eyes scanning over him quickly. "You have done well," he said finally, his voice low. "I am impressed. You have shown great strength and determination." Felise beamed at him, her chest swelling with pride. This was it, the moment she had been waiting for. "Thank you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Alpha Alexander nodded, his eyes locking onto hers. "You are now an official member of the pack," he said. "Welcome." With that, the other members of the pack began to gather around us, offering their congratulations and welcome to the newest member of the pack. As I looked around at the smiling fac
Felise's POV Malia and I were excitedly on our way to the rugby field, excited to support our school team for the most awaited match of the season. The sun was shining brightly above us, and the cool breeze felt refreshing on our skin. We walked side by side, talking about our plans for the weekend, unaware of what was about to happen. Suddenly, my phone vibrated in my pocket, and I felt it ringing in my hand. I looked down at the screen of my phone and saw an unknown number. "Is everything all right, Felise?" Malia asked while glancing at the screen of my phone. But I quickly canceled the call. "Aren't you supposed to answer that?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Just a prank call I guess." I shrugged her and continued walking to the field. "Do you think it has something to do with the stalker?" Malia curiously asked. My heart started racing as I remembered the weird text messages that I had received recently. It was either from a stalker or from the rogue wolves
I don't know how or why but there was this part of me that felt uncomfortable while standing in front of Alpha Alexander alone. The feeling was like my wolf was floating in endless seawater. I swam to find the nearest island but I could not find one no matter how fast my wolf swims. "Nothing," I uttered. "I'm just wondering if you know his whereabouts." then I rushed out of the village to get some fresh air. An hour later, I found myself lying on the bed staring at the ceiling while thinking about Ezra until something popped into my brain. I grabbed my phone and reached out to the police officer my parents paid to keep an eye on me. I asked him to check the CCTV footage in front of the convenience store and send me a copy as soon as he gets one. After three hours of waiting, the police officers emailed me a copy of the CCTV footage of the day when we believed Ezra did not show up to school and stopped contacting us. Despite the sleepiness, I still watched the
As soon as Razel and I parted ways, I was left with a sinking feeling in my chest. The meeting with the rogue wolves was nothing but a failure and they managed to slip away once again. My wolf could feel my anxiety building up inside me with each passing moment. And my heart was racing and I could hardly breathe. I must calm down but I just couldn't. I made my way back to my apartment. As I stepped inside, I collapsed onto the bed, my body feeling heavy and exhausted. My wolf let out a deep sigh and closed my eyes, trying to clear my mind. But it seemed like the harder I tried, the more my thoughts raced. My heart, mind, and conscience could not stop thinking about Ezra. He had disappeared for almost a week already, and yet we still hadn't been able to track him down. He was my savior in my times of darkness. And now, he was gone. My wolf missed him terribly, and my wolf howled in despair, desperate to find him. Then I sat up on the bed, my hands trembling as
The cafeteria was bustling with noise and chatter. I was sitting with Razel, having lunch while talking about the dream I had the previous night. "So you mean, my stepbrother showed up in your apartment right after we separated ways from meeting with the rogue wolves?" Razel clarified it. "And you think that was real." He got everything right, except for the part where I omitted. The part where Ezra and I made love in the dining area of my apartment. So I nodded to him in agreement. As I continued narrating the dream to Razel, his expression grew pensive, and he listened intently. My wolf had hoped that Razel would offer some insight, but he looked just as perplexed as I was. I couldn't shake the feeling that the dream was trying to tell me something important. And I felt uneasy and restless which resulted in my tears welling up in my eyes as I could not hold them in anymore. Everyone in the canteen turned their faces towards me, staring with concern. I fe
"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