Razel and his mom were sitting on the couch in the living room. Both of them are looking tired, exhausted, and worried. He took a deep breath and started talking, "Mom, I wanted to talk to you about Ethan. We both know he hasn't visited or responded to our texts and calls, and I have been really worried about him." Ezra's mom looked at Razel with a sad expression and nods her head. "Yes, I have been worried too. I don't understand why he would suddenly cut off all contact with us." Razel paused for a moment before continuing, "Mom, there is something we need to tell you. Something that we believed you might like to hear." She looked at him, confused. "What do you mean by that? Is he sick? Did something happen to him?" Razel nodded his head, "We believed that... No, we have CCTV footage that proved some rogue wolves kidnapped him. And I'm afraid we are running out of time." His mom's face turned from confusion to terror, "Oh my!" she exclaimed. Her tears began p
"Are you kidding me?" I asked Razel in disbelief. "No, I'm not, Felise," he said, his voice serious. "Dad was right. We should not have sealed a deal with the devil. Even if his pack cannot find Ezra, Alpha Damien will still collect the payment of the bargain. If we cannot give him what he wants, he will ask for something else. And that would be your wolf if I am not mistaken." A bridge of silence immediately swallowed the tiny space of my car right after that. Even if my eyes were pointed at the road ahead of us, my brain could not help but think of what Razel just told me. My werewolf instinct earlier kicked in, telling me that we made the wrong choice seeking help from someone we barely know. Let alone Ezra and I are not part of their pack. But what else could I do? We were already left out of options. Even their mom agreed to it just to find Ezra. If only our pack could help me right now, I would not seek help from Razel and his pack. Unfortunately, bec
As we gathered around the dock, the sun beamed down on us, filling us with excitement and anticipation. Razel, captain of the rugby team, approached me with a grin on his face. "I can't wait to explore the island with you all!" he exclaimed. I forced a smile and nodded, but my mind was elsewhere. I couldn't shake the thought that we were on a mission to find Razel's brother, Ezra, who had been missing for weeks. I had been the one to uncover the last piece of information about his whereabouts, and now we were heading to the island he was rumored to be on. The rest of the team seemed oblivious to our true goal, laughing and joking as we boarded the boat. As we sailed towards the island, I couldn't help but feel restless. Razel sensed my unease and put a reassuring hand on my shoulder. "We'll find him, don't worry," he whispered. I nodded, grateful for his reassurance. The journey itself was filled with laughter, music, and plenty of drinks. Everyone eagerly awaited our arrival on the
Razel and I woke up from a terrible dream at the same time, sweating and breathing heavily. We sat up in our respective beds, gasping for air, our hearts still racing with fear. It had been a long time since we shared such a vivid dream. But this time, it was about the same person - Ezra. Razel spoke first, "I had a dream about Ezra. In my dream, he was looking at us as we were sleeping. It was a very eerie feeling." I looked at Razel with a frown, "I had a dream about him too. Except, in my dream, he was lying on the ground, bleeding. It wasn't on a beach anymore. It was in a dark place, and it felt so real." We both shared a deep sense of unease at our dreams. We both knew that our dreams could be linked to something bigger than we initially thought. We decided to connect the dots and investigate further. We both got dressed and headed out to the beach where we had last seen Ezra. As we walked along the beach, we discussed our dreams and tried to make sense of th
"Please, STOP!" my voice sounded like a yell to my ears but it barely made a sound when I, myself, was racing with my last breath. I tried to move my feet or at least crawl closer to Ezra and Razel but the more I move my wolf, the more excruciating pain my wolf felt inside me. The night air was thick with the scent of blood and sweat as Ezra, Razel, and I lay on the ground, our bodies battered and broken after our fight with the werewolf alpha and his pack. I could feel my heartbeat racing, my breaths coming in shallow gasps as I tried to push myself up, only to be shoved back down by one of the wolves. Then I glanced over at Ezra and Razel again, their chests rising and falling shallowly as they struggled to hold onto their fading life forces. Also, I could feel my own strength draining away, my vision clouding as I fought to stay conscious. Suddenly, I heard a voice flicker in my ears, the words feeling like they were inside my head. I looked around, but I saw n
Then I glanced at Razel to check if he can manage to travel in his current condition. "Do you need a back ride?" I asked him. "What am I? A baby? I am no longer the eight-year-old kid you know, Ezra." Razel chuckled. "Enough." Felise cut us in. "Instead of wasting your strength talking, better save them so we could reach our friends as soon as possible." Part of me wants to explain to them what happened to Felise earlier and how she got her alpha transformation. But then I realized it must have remained a secret. Razel was not part of our pack. Telling him everything about it might put me and Felise in danger. So, I kept it to myself. And planned to discuss it with Felise once we could have time alone. We started our journey back, walking slowly and cautiously, keeping an eye out for any more rogue wolves that might be lurking nearby. But fortunately, we encountered none. When we finally arrived at the beach, our friends were surprised to see us. They had
As my body instinctively began to shift, I felt a sudden impact on the back of my head. Everything went black, and the next thing I knew, I was waking up in a cold, dark cave. My body was covered in blood and bruises, and my hands were locked in chains. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. For days, I remained trapped in the cave, my body growing weaker with each passing moment. The chains around my wrists had cut deep into my skin, and the injuries from the impact on my head had taken their toll. As the day turned into three, I knew that my condition was only getting worse. With no one coming to rescue me, I had little hope of getting out of the cave alive. Despite the pain and fear that consumed me, I refused to give up. My wolf knew that my wolf instinct would not allow it. One day, I felt a spark of hope as I heard footsteps approaching the cave. My wolf tried to scream out, but the sound was still too weak. The footsteps grew louder and louder until finall
The training was grueling, but my wolf did not complain. I wanted to prove myself to the pack and show them my worth. Felise, on the other hand, served her punishment diligently and respectfully, not deviating from the rules. Three days later, before we could go back to school, Feise and I were both summoned to a meeting with Alpha Alexander. "Do you have any idea what would Alpha Alexander wants from us this time?" Felise asked me out of curiosity. Felise and I were seated in the backseat while my stepbrother was seated in the driver's seat. I don't know how but since they got me out of the cave, they were both protective and considerate of me. I offered to drive them heading to our pack village. And so he and Felise could have a moment but Razel ignored my suggestion to drive for us. Instead, he rushed to the driver's seat. "Not so sure. But I guess it has something to do with the punishment for us. As far as I could remember, he did not say a thing when we
"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