But from what I understand from the howl, he was signaling the rest of the wolves nearby about us. They were backing out and shifting their point of direction. "Des this mean wolves exist in this forest?" "What else could it be? We all heard the howl loud and clear. And as far as I know, wolves are aggressive types of animals." "Should we go back now?" "I dont want to die a virgin, of course, we must get back now. We could just ask the school to help the searching with the sun above us, not the moon." "Who suggested that we have to find Lance in the middle of the night? None even one of us holding something that can stop if we could meet anything dangerous in this forest." Those were some of their complaints while regrouping. None of them dare move forward anymore. "All right. Let's call it a night," I announced. "Thanks for coming, guys!" My conscience doesn't want to risk their lives for this useless mission so I decided to end the search and rescue o
"A little reminder, Brother Ezra. My wolf was the one who beat that bastard by accident. And we cannot deny that is the fact." Razel continued. "But what I did end there. What about you? What did you do to his car and body?" Razel sharply glanced at me with conviction. It was the kind of glance that tells me I am the real culprit, not him. That I am the one who killed Lance based on the evidence last presented by the cops. But I cannot blame Razel if he will point the blame on me. He had a lot of things and people to lose if the crime will point at him and I have nothing. "It is better for you to know nothing, Razel. For yours and Felise's sake." as soon as he heard mentioning her name, his expression changed. For what it's worth, he knows deep inside his heart and mind that he did something wrong. But the one thing I regretted the most and the reason I cannot tell him about the incident was that my wolf took advantage of it. My wolf used his crime as a free ti
Razel told me that night that Lance was trying to do something awful to Felise. That was the reason she got those bruises on her face and some part of her shoulders. And my stepbrother was simply defending her. But I didn't see her bleeding that night apart from Razel. If Im not mistaken, he stabbed Lance with his claws straight into his chest. The incident was fast. Fast enough that we missed a lot of things from the incident. We did not consider the crime scene. And I only cared about Lance at that time even if my wolf was well aware that their blood was flooding the ground. The first thing that came up to mind at that time was to get Lance's body as far away from the parking lot as soon as possible. On top of that, for Razel and Felise were gone from the parking lot before anyone could see them. "What's wrong, Ezra?" Razel asked without even moving his lips before he slid toward my spot. "Did you see anything?" he then pointed his gaze to the ground where my ey
"I'm not gonna let something bad happens to you and Mom, Razel." I replied, "But right now, we need to get Isadora first. We need her to keep an eye on Felise before we go to your parents' house." "Do you think my dad will cooperate?" he asked. "I mean, can you make sure he will not do anything stupid?" Seeing him that worried and helpless was the first time. I could barely sense any peace in Razel's heart and mind. He can barely think straight and depends on everything on me. "If my instinct was right, Razel, and if neither your Dad nor Mom confesses to your alpha that you were the one who brought this upon Lance, nothing bad happens to your alpha. What worried me is Felise." "Why? What does it have to do with Felise?" he throws me some questions again. "Earlier at the parking lot," I cleared my throat before I continued, "my wolf did not sense your blood. And I know your pack members already have their assumptions about the one who killed Lance." "Aren'
"Do you think Isadora manage to hear everything we discuss earlier?" Razel asked. Similar to me, all our unified attention was focused on Isadora. I fixed my eyes on the steering wheels with several thoughts running wild inside my feeble brain. After all, Isadora was also a werewolf like us. Razel was right. Considering the distance between the house and the car, she could have heard everything we discussed earlier. But the one thing that intrigued me the most, was why would she run away instead of inviting us to come with her if she plans to save Felise. Isadora, despite a few months of being with us, my wolf still had no idea what she was up to, what kind of wolf she really is, what is her mission coming into our lives, and why would she claim to be her great great grandmother. Her story was completely ridiculous and too good to be true. Helping us fulfill the prophecy? Fuck this prophecy. We heard nothing such thing existed. Perhaps she made up that kind o
"This is not the best time for you to argue with me, Razel. Go home before anything bad happens to you." I insisted, this time, my voice demanding and scaring him as his big stepbrother. "You heard it yourself. My loyalty belongs to Aric and his pack now. In everyone's eyes, you are our enemy. And I cannot defend you from them anymore." I glowed my eyes to scare him even more. Sharp enough that he received the message in an instant. He hopped back into the car and drove away. Aric already knows that my stepbrother was the real culprit of Lance's sudden death. My wolf cannot afford to risk him from getting involved in whatever Aric and his men are going to do with me. "Before you could penalize me for what I did, Aric, I would like to ask if Felise and Isadora visited you here." I continued. "My stepbrother and I went here for that same reason - to look for Felise. And since I stepped foot into your den, my senses could not trace either of them." That I didn't infor
"Dad, what are you talking about?" Felise debated. "Have you forgotten, I was the one who invited them to come over, remember? This is not what we talked about earlier. Mom? Please, say something." Felise's mom cleared her throat before she gathered her thoughts, her guilt, and confusion were telling me that she was in the middle of picking sides. After a few seconds of thinking things, her mom finally spoke up, "Your dad's right, honey. Either of these boys deserves to be part of your future. With Aric, you will have a better future, not just as a human but as a monster. Ezra already knows that we don't like him to be your boyfriend. In fact, we already told him to stay away from you, but he didn't listen so we were left with no choice but to marry you with Aric." "Excuse me?" Felise frowned. "You want me to marry that old man? But I hated that man, Mom, Dad! If he will be the only man who remains in this world, I would rather remain single forever, Mom, Dad. He appro
"What's wrong, Ezra?" Felise asked. Before anything happens, I mustered my courage and stepped forward while growling to those familiar werewolves in front of us, "No matter what happened, stay behind me, Felise," I replied. The two figures who appeared in front of us out of the blue were none other than Uncle Robin and his mate, Aunt Alexa. If I am not mistaken, the last time Uncle Robin and I have our conversation was when in Felise's car a few meters away from the village. I have been a lone wolf at that time, seeking a pack. And as far as I could remember, our conversation ended up with a threat. He disapproved of me and Felise joining Alexander's pack, knowing I am feeding myself into the lion's den. But I did not expect Aunt Alexa to come with Uncle Robin. What are they doing on Aric's property? Is this incident simply a coincidence? "So, you finally found your mate, huh? I am so proud of you, son," Aunt Alexa asked, her voice stained with utter intrigue
"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