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