CHAPTER 24: The Painting Alpha Maverick’s PovMy phone rang loudly, earning a growl from deep within my chest. I turned towards the phone; its shrill in the silence of the night shattered it. I knew who it was without even looking at the phone—my mother, Luna Elodie. I didn’t bother answering, instead, I left Natalie alone in the room and made my way towards my mom’s chambers.The walk to her place was short, and I knew her favorite hobby room. I knew she’d be there, lost in her world and arts, just like every night. I stood in the corner of the room, its door open, as I watched her paint, her brushstrokes bold and confident as she portrayed her mind into the image of a portrait. I knew that she was lost in her world, filled with numerous colors and creativity that only the imagination could produce. I smiled at her features, a sense of peace washing over me. “You know that’s the exact way your father used to watch me,” she called out, her voice low and soft, as if not wanting t
CHAPTER 25: The Luna Is Hurt Pyra’s Pov I jolted awake, my heart raced like a wild beast set on a prey. I was drenched in sweat. I glanced around as I gasped for air, tears streamed down my face as the remnant of the nightmare lingered in my mind. My head hurt, but one voice kept echoing in my ears: “You are the Blood...” The cloaked figure’s words resounded in my head, louder by each second. The room was darkened, shadows cast by the moonlight making me feel even more alone. I glanced towards the digital clock on the reading table beside my bed, and it read 3:45 AM. Letting out a huge sigh, my eyes darted around for the source of foreign eyes. I felt like I was being watched, and the fear that gripped me was suffocating. I touched the tears that had plastered my face and realized that I had been crying for real even when I wept in the dream. Suddenly, I felt a chill and goosebumps sprouted all over my body. It was as if someone was indeed watching me, lurki
CHAPTER 26: 4:00amPyra’s Pov“How did you get here?” Mr. Blackthorn asked as we made our way to his car. “I ran,” I said, not thinking of my answer as I was currently trying to catch up to their walking speed. We approached the huge SUV that sat several feet away from their house. Mr. Blackthorn pressed a button on his keys, causing the car to flash several colors of lights before it made a clicking sound. We entered the car, making me pause outside. I had seen cars before but never had the luxury to enter one, as Natalie once said. “You’re not worthy to step foot in affluence and only meant to stay in the gutter.”“Enter!” I heard Veronica’s hurried voice making me struggle against the door’s handle Finally, I pulled the door open and hoisted myself up into the car, my eyes widening as I took in the luxurious interior. The seats were soft and warm as it was leather-bound. The dashboard gleaned with sleek technology. In such luxury, I felt out of place with my worn-out shoes an
CHAPTER 27: The GlowPyra’s pov:Everywhere shone with the crimson light from the moon and I knew immediately that I was back in the same dream.I felt I wasn't alone and so I turned, just to gasp at what beheld me. The red-cloaked figure stood in front of me, its hands clasped together and its face shrouded in endless darkness. It was quiet, staring at me. I refused to back down from its stare; instead, I remained quiet and watched. Slowly, it dropped its head and I frowned at this movement, confused as to why he gave up easily on our ‘Staring Game.’ But then, it raised its head, the light illuminating its face and I gasped with shock. In place of the darkness, my own face stared back at me. I was still not used to seeing this even after last time. But now, it is different. Blood streamed down my eyes, and my skin was deathly pale. It tried to open its mouth but blood trickled out too and it smiled at me. There was something sinister about it and all of a sudden, the smile di
CHAPTER 28: The Charade Going Luna Verona’s PovMy mind was consumed by the incident that led to my injury as I lay on the soft hospital bed. My blood boiled with anger as I recalled the confrontation with the challenger, his words fueling my fury. When I received the letter, at first, I thought it was only a mere jest, a russell trick under my skin. But then I saw the seal of Alpha Sam of the Moonblood pack, and my heart skipped a beat. He had sent two letters; one bearing a marriage of agreement and the other, a seal for war. I thought back to the previous encounter of subtle threats and jabs. I had dismissed them as mere posturing, just like others who had come to seek the throne, but now I realized that Alpha Sam was more cunning than I gave him credit for. I tore the letters. Especially the one bearing the marriage agreement. It was a clever move, a way to gain control of my pack without appearing overly aggressive. But the particular seal of war was the extent of his inte
CHAPTER 29: The News In Lunaria Alpha Maverick’s PovThe gentle clinking of cutleries on plates rang out through the whole dining room. Everyone concentrated on eating their food as silence reigned supreme. I chewed softly, staring at everyone around the table. I caught my mother's eyes but only for a moment before she continued eating and reading her newspaper.I knew I had to break the silence, but my mind was blank. I glanced at Derick, hoping he would say something, anything, to ease the tension. But he only shifted his gaze away from me, his eyes fixed on his plate, his jaws clenched.The minutes ticked by, each one feeling like an eternity. I could feel the weight of the silence resting on my shoulder as unspoken questions hung in the air like a challenge. I sat in the head seat, having breakfast with my mother, Beta Derick, Natalie, and Minister of Secret Affairs, Minister Blackthorn, The silence was palatable, punctuated only by the clinking of silverware on plates. But I
CHAPTER 30: The Man In Mid-airThird person’s povDeep in the woods stood a clearing, just a small plot of land which was in the middle of the forest.But it was a camouflage as gentle rhythmic tapping of feet exposed a secret underground pathway. On getting to the door which beamed green lights showcasing top-notch ultra sophisticated technology, a hand became visible, placing it on the scanner and immediately, the heavy metallic silver doors opened. Different men and women dressed in lab coats walked around the now exposed space, busy with an iPad or writing on clipboards but they didn't fail to acknowledge the new presence. It seemed that the new incomers weren't interested in the greeting as they continued their path which brought them to another door.The air here crackled with lots of electricity which gave off the sense of secrecy. It felt like what loomed on the other side of the door was beyond any living soul’s comprehension. An abomination.A hand presented itself again,
CHAPTER 31: Down The LadderPyra’s povAs I lay on my bed, my mind was still reeling from the events of the past few days. Everything seemed to be playing in fast-motion, not giving me anytime to comprehend and understand what had just happened. I was restless. Overly restless. Three days had long passed since I’d avoided mingling with people, and when I mean people, I mean everyone. That included Veronica. I was still trying to process the strange occurrences happening to me. Trying to grasp the concept at least. I continued to lay in the same way but readjusted my position, wanting to become comfortable on the bed, but all my attempts proved futile. I groaned, fishing out my phone, and busied myself playing Candy Bust, trying to distract my mind from the twirling thoughts that threatened to consume me whole. The pack had given me a phone, a symbol of trust, and my new membership, but ever since I got it, I’d barely used it. At first, I was shocked. I had never been given a phon
CHAPTER 174: Betrayed PainSteven’s POV:I stirred, yawning loudly as I woke from my slumber. I opened my eyes, and the small light of the morning filtered into my eyes from the window.I blinked against the sting, groaning softly as I stirred from sleep. It was still too early in the morning but I was awake, energized. My body felt heavy, like it wanted more sleep—even though I knew I overslept. I turned on my side, dragging a hand over my face to wipe off the remnants of the strange unease clinging to me. Something felt… off.I didn’t know how to explain it as I stared at the ceiling but I felt that today wasn’t just going to be a normal day. I sat up slowly, rubbing my temples. The scent of the morning breeze drifted in, mixed with the faint perfume of pine from the woods beyond. My throat itched with thirst and I reached for the bottle of water beside my bed only to feel something crisp. I frowned, turning to see a letter sitting right there. What the hell?I turned on the ligh
CHAPTER 173: An Empty CradlePyra’s POV:Cold. That was all I could feel. It slipped into my bones, tearing at me from the inside. I couldn’t move, barely able to breathe except for the cold moisture that was so dense that it felt like I was breathing in water. I took another painful breath in, choking on it immediately. My choking seemed to snap me out of whatever I was in because one moment I could feel my eyes closed permanently shut, and air as thick and dense as liquid entering my lungs, and the next moment, I stood before a forest.The trees towered over all, animals ran into their hiding spots as if running from something dangerous. The branches of the towering trees crept like hands, promising a destructive hug but even with that, nothing could hide what hung prominently in the sky, casting red lights that bathed the ground. The moon. It was bleeding a bright crimson red. I veered around, searching all around me. As strange as this place was, it was familiar. I didn’t kno
CHAPTER 172: Revenge Served With A Syringe Third person’s POV:The darkness was persistent, not a ray of moonlight sipped through. The lands of Lunaria were bathed in total darkness. Not even the stars dared to blink. The once lively whispers of the wind had grown still, and even the wolves, proud guardians of the night, were silent—watching, waiting.And the lands of the FireHeart pack were not immune to this. Deep in the darkness, a pair of dark eyes blinked, making his way straight into the path where a lady waited patiently for him. He stopped before her, their eyes locked into each other, no words being spoken. After what felt like forever, Alpha Rhaella shifted, giving access to Alpha Maverick into her penthouse. Immediately he was in, she shut the door. “I’ve been waiting for this,” Maverick said, impatiently going to hold Rhaella’s hand, his body almost gluing to hers. Rhaella didn’t respond with words—she didn’t need to. The way her breath hitched, the way her fingers t
CHAPTER 171 : Death To OneThird person’s POV: Tonight— a day of celebration for the RedClaw pack. Banners of crimson and gold fluttered in the wind coming from the windows, strung from every pillar in the heart of the territory. In their celebratory halls, Soft Music drifted through the air, a cheerful tune that tried—desperately—to fill the silence that hung over the pack like a thick fog.A performance for the Alpha and his newly appointed Ministers who sat watching from their raised platform. The scent of roasted meat and sweet wine mingled with the heavier stench of anxiety. Eyes darted nervously. Voices were hushed. It was meant to be a wedding, after all.Natalie’s wedding.A dream she had always sought. Achieving what she always wanted; to be Luna. But not to the Alpha she wanted. She is, after all, now the bride to Alpha of the RedClaw pack. Natalie sat at the center of the highly perched table, different meals present and she was cloaked in white silk that shimmered lik
CHAPTER 170: Beneath The Sheep Clothing Pyra’s POV: I watched as Steven approached me, his gray eyes glinting with a light I hadn’t seen for quite some time now. What has made him this happy? I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. It was like he had just taken a bath, his hair a slightly rough mat, pulled back roughly as if he didn’t have time to properly comb it but for some weird reason, it made him look more incredibly handsome. I didn’t notice he was holding something until he was close to me before my gaze shifted towards his hands. There was a bouquet of flowers in one hand and in the other, what looked to be a gift box was present. I was silent as he stopped before me, my gaze still fixed on the gift box. What could be inside? Steven knew how much I didn’t like receiving gifts but if he was to bring one to me now, it meant it was something very important. Could it be what I think it is?I heard a small cough behind me and that was when I was brought back to reality. I tu
CHAPTER 169: Boxed FlowersMaverick’s POVThe morning air was crisp, carrying the lingering scent of pine and damp earth as I made my way toward the penthouse. The sun had barely broken past the horizon, casting long shadows over the quiet roads. It was rare for me to be up this early in the morning, but yesterday was restless, leaving me with no other choice.We were meant to eat breakfast with Alpha Rhaella, and the prominent figures of the pack but for a while now, Alpha Rhaella has stopped that act. Instead, everyone eats their meals in their own private space. Sure, I do understand her for the last few meetings we had in the dining room and it turned out to be disastrous. As I continued walking down the narrow road, I felt vibrations in my pants and fished out my phone, answering the call without looking at the caller ID. I knew who it was before her voice could pierce through. “Mother!”Why would she have called this early? Was there a problem or did she find out what I wanted
CHAPTER 168: Green Intruder Third person’s POV:The river roared through the heart of FireHeart Pack’s land, its currents swift and relentless, reflecting the fiery hues of the setting sun. This was the exact place where the infamous Alpha Rhaella, the Queen of Alphas was found half-dead. This place was the beginning and the birth of a legend. Beyond the river, the pack’s territory was vast, a stretch of dense pine forests and towering cliffs that cladded a well tiled road but yet, the sweet scent of damp earth and wild musk filled the air.This late in the evening, the riverbank was not a place of peace and serenity. No, it was far from that. It was alive with the sound of footsteps wading through the waist-deep water, their breath heavy, and eyes scanning the depths for a single object—the lost necklace of Alpha Rhaella. Steven StoneClaw stood in the waist-deep water, his powerful frame tense as he watched the flowing water with keen, vigilant eyes. The necklace was no ordinary
CHAPTER 167 : A Call Hindrance Luna Elodie’s POV:After Minister Scott, made sure he continued his investigations. I didn’t tell him much knowing if there was anyone who could tackle this problem, it would have to be me. I dug into my pocket, fishing my phone and instinctively dialing a single number. I watched the phone ring, the screen brightness doing nothing to deter my resolve. I waited for the call to be answered, standing from my seat due to restlessness. Now that I think about it, why would Maverick ask me to find out about someone? I’ve asked this question more times than I could count since given this mission, yet no answer played forth before me. Does he mean he doesn’t trust that person, or the person was a great danger?Steven StoneClaw! The name is foreign yet carries a weight of foreboding along with it. The call ended yet no one picked up the call. I paced around, watching the pack through the large window for several minutes, enjoying the peace that reigned today.
CHAPTER 166 : To Be Real Luna Elodie’s POV: Following the instruction given to me by my son, I called in Minister Scott for a deeper investigation than I could provide. As I waited for his arrival, I took a few minutes to check the news. One would be surprised just how much information could be acquired from what others deem useless or not crucial. I, on the other hand, get all the information from whatever source was provided to me. The minutes passed quickly as I scrolled through the news, my mind processing each tidbit of information. The headlines were filled with the usual chaos: political unrest, corporate scandals, and the ever-present shadow of global tensions. But I wasn’t looking for any of that. I needed something different, something that was of great importance. Lunaria has always been filled with political wars for decades. I need not hear of them now. What I needed was something specific, something subtle that would give me an edge, something others might o