“Why exactly would I be the topic of the meeting. My guess is that something is wrong”. Dario stated as he walked back to the office with James “Will you attend?”. His best friend asks, but he shook his head no. “I will not. It feels like a trap, but the worse part is that these were not empty threats and I can fever fight them off. Each one of us in that council and heads of our clans and each, one of the strongest members of their tribes and clans”. Dario stated, the worry very present in his voice and he pondered on whether there was anyway I escape it because this was the worst time to leave the pack. His mate who may be able to protect the pack in his stead was unconscious and according to the book, won’t be awake for two more days. Her body was currently re-adjusting in order ti be able to accommodate such powers running through her veins. “I can not say that I do not understand you abd secobd your thoughts because truly, they could just be targeting you and then bring you
Stepping into the forest, the trees which were supposed to be green and healthy, were now golden yellow and dead. The wind itself, gave off an eerie feeling. Cautiously, she walked through the dense forest, the fading sunlight casting long, ominous shadows on the ground. The trees seemed to close in around her, as if saying they didn’t want her there. As she turned left, down a bended path, a sudden chill swept over her, and her instincts screamed warning, but she swallowed and scanned her surroundings.She felt uncomfortable but continued down that path, knowing that there was something she needed to see but not knowing what exactly it was. A fast shadow passed by her but she only saw the ruffles of the dead leaves on the floor as it had uncommon speed and so she followed with her own speed. She knew very well that she shouldn’t be running after a creature that she didn’t know but she couldn’t help it and also couldn’t stop herself. At first she thought it wqs her mate but th
The look of betrayal in Marissa’s face as she injected her was one that Claire never wanted to see in her lifetime again. She felt so bad and did not want to… actually could not face her when she woke up, and so she left to go attend to some things as they still expected a war. It had not been 24 hours yet. “I really don't know what I would do if Luna wakes up like that again because she can not take another dose of that injection”. The pack doctor said with James seconding his thoughts with a nod. He understood her plight and honestly could not say that would not have done the same or worse. Dario, on the other hand was somehow having trouble finding the creek that should be more than easy to find as he had been there severally, although not for the meeting. Walking through the waterfall where he got the water that he used to trap Marissa after suspecting that she was an elf, brought so many memories and he could not help but smile because he thought of what his life would curr
“Why? You’re really asking why?”. The vampire king thundered out as he almost attacked him from his chair but was held back by the ones beside him. “I asked because what didn’t you all also convene a meeting when my package was constantly uncared mad attacked by almost half this room? All I did was counter attack and everyone is holding a meeting this serious”. He voiced out with authority, not bothering to hold back his domineering presence like he did mostly, in the pack.“That gives you no reason or excuse to almost make them extinct. As far as I know, your people were not really harmed”. The goblin leader spoke up and Dario immediately got very angry on hearing him sisal as he too had people attack his mate but he chose to keep his cool. Anything to prevent a fight from breaking out but he wouldn’t just be silent and hang to their every word. Despite the fact that they would tear him apart if they all teamed up against him, he was not afraid of them in the least. “If they were
Waking up, she looked to her left and right and saw that there was currently no one. Only James speaking to a guard outside the door, and so she sneaked out through the window. She could never forgive herself if anything happened to Dario knowing fully well that she could have saved him, if she tried hard enough. Escaping was so easy as she felt lighter, stronger and faster at the same time. The smile that graced her face was one that could lit up a roommate at the realization that her hard work had paid off and she was almost ten times more powerful than she was before. Before leaving the pack fully, she stopped at the border and summoned a giant invisible orb around the pack to protect it from outsiders. The orb size and strength used to conjure it, had her moving up in the air as the orb expanded from her hands, getting bigger and bigger until it covered the whole entire landmass of the pack. At this point, she was already about ten feet into the air and hurried down so as to
Marissa discovered that once again in this forest, she was walking and running in circles. “This forest hates me”. She grunted out as she pulled the trees away from her face. Severally, she had levitated today the tip of the trees to see the oath clearly but could only see the path back home clearly. Every other thing was a blur. About to take another step or try to sense his again, she felt faint all of a sudden. “What’s going on?”. She asks herself as he had been doing since coming into terms that she was an Oscura and living and dealing with it, instead of running away from it. “The orb”. It responded back and suddenly, her priorities shifted. That orb was one that only her could dissolve because almost anything she made could only be dissolved by her and was one of the reasons why she was so powerful. She immediately remembered that child that saw her before she left and remembered that he was not the only child in the pack, and if the orb is breaking, it means that there is
Pulling the trees from the ground, had the warriors physically gasp in astonishment. Such heavy things were what she just pulled off the ground, anf it was not lit just one or two but several and too many to count. Before they enemies could get over their shock, she directed it to them and due to the force of the hits to the people it hit, they died instantly. However, it was like the more she killed, the lore they came and it was more than frustrating. “Is this how war is?”. She asks herself as she saw people matching on their fellow soldiers just to attack her. It was a sight a part of her did not want to see and another part loved. She continued killing them though as there was no other way to get them to go, and had already given them a chance to surrender, they didn’t get another one. She could feel a little fatigue already as she had been summoning powers for almost 24 hours now, ordering the pack to standby and not exert themselves yet. Her plan was to use her powers to
They ran like mad men knowing fully well that this attack would probably wipe them all out. Happy with the distance they’ve run, she gathered up all the strength she had left and released them with so much force that she fell far with the push it had. As she fell, her powers also hit the floor and the vibration was nothing short of an earthquake. Everything shook for quite some minutes that she started to get scared that maybe she had just made an earthquake that would end up destroying the pack instead of building it. Suddenly, she heard some claps and followed the sound to see that it was done pack members who had probably been watching what was going on. One of them sped towards her and carried her inside, knowing that she had fell from exhaustion as it was written all over her face and countenance. “Thank you”. She said quietly to the man that carried her inside because she knew that she may have been there for a while as all her muscles had gone stiff and she was also so ti
Marissa had dreamed of this day for as long as she could remember. A far fetched dream that was now her reality. The morning sun streamed through the sheer curtains of her childhood bedroom, casting a golden glow that danced across the walls. She could hear the soft rustle of her mother in the kitchen, preparing breakfast and bustling about with a mix of excitement and nerves. Today was the day she would finalize her marriage with Dario, the love of her life. As she sat up in bed, Marissa took a deep breath, letting the reality of the moment wash over her. Today, she would step into a new chapter of her life, one that she had envisioned countless times. Her heart raced as she thought about the ceremony, the vows, and the promises they would make to each other. She could already picture Dario standing at the altar, his warm smile lighting up the room, and she felt a rush of happiness. According to their tradition, only now can she finally move in with him in a house separate fr
In the heart of a dark, enchanted forest, where the trees whispered secrets and the moonlight barely pierced through the thick canopy, a coven of witches gathered. Their leader, the old formidable sorceress, had been watching the unfolding romance between Alpha Dario and Marissa, the beautiful daughter of the Moonlight Tribe. The ongoing and impending wedding was the talk of the supernatural world, and while many were excited, the witches had a different plan in mind. Seraphina, with her long, flowing robes and hair as dark as midnight, stood before her sisters. “We shall send them a gift,” she declared, her voice a melodic blend of authority and mischief. “But not just any gift. It must be something that embodies the essence of our power and serves as a reminder of the balance between love and fear.” The witches murmured in agreement, their eyes glinting with a mix of excitement and trepidation. They began to conjure, their hands weaving intricate patterns in the air as they chant
Alpha Dario stood at the edge of the forest, the crisp morning air wrapping around him like a familiar cloak. The sun filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground, and he took a deep breath, letting the scents of pine and earth fill his lungs. Today was a significant day, one that would mark the beginning of a new chapter in his life. He was preparing for his wedding to Marissa, the woman who had captured his heart and soul. As the Alpha of his pack, Dario felt the weight of responsibility on his shoulders. His role was not just to lead but to protect, nurture, and provide for his people. Marissa had been a beacon of light in his life, her laughter echoing in his mind as he thought about the vows he would soon recite. They had faced numerous challenges together, and each trial had only strengthened their bond. Now, as he prepared for their union, he wanted to ensure that his vows reflected the depth of his love and commitment. He had spent several nights and
Claire stood at the mouth of the stream with a gentle smile on her face, her heart swelling with joy. Today was a day of celebration, a day to honor the love between her brother, Alpha Dario, and his mate, Marissa. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming jasmine, and the sound of laughter echoed through the woods as friends and family gathered to witness the union of two souls destined to be together. Claire had always looked up to Dario, her older brother, who had taken on the mantle of leadership in their pack with grace and strength. He was not only a fierce protector but also a caring brother, always ensuring that Claire felt loved and cherished. As she watched him interact with Marissa, Claire could see the deep bond they shared, a connection that seemed to radiate warmth and happiness. Marissa was a perfect match for Dario, complementing his strength with her kindness, compassion and even more strength. As the sun began to dip lower in the sky, and the woods qui
James sat quietly on the edge of his bed, staring at the wall as the soft light of the afternoon sun streamed through the window. It was a beautiful day, the kind that made everything seem vibrant and alive, but his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of the upcoming main wedding. Alpha Dario and Marissa were finally tying the knot, and the excitement in the air was palpable. Yet, amidst the joy, James felt a swell of emotions that he couldn’t quite put into words. As he reflected on the journey that had brought them to this moment, memories flooded back moments of laughter, struggles, and the unwavering bond that had formed between them. Dario had always been more than just a friend; he was a brother, a mentor, and the kind of leader who inspired those around him. Marissa, with her infectious laughter and kind heart, had somehow become a sister to him. Regardless of the fact that he was still scared of her. Their love story was one for the ages, a testament to what it meant to tru
Dario stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his tie with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the room, but it was the sight of Marissa that truly illuminated his heart. She was in the other room, finalizing her own preparations, and he could hear her soft laughter mingling with the bustling sounds of their wedding day. He took a moment to admire the suit she had picked out for him. It was tailored perfectly, accentuating his broad shoulders and lean physique. The deep navy blue fabric shimmered subtly, hinting at a sophisticated elegance that was both timeless and modern. Marissa had insisted on the color, believing it would complement her dress beautifully, and Dario couldn’t help but agree. It was a bold choice, one that spoke to their shared taste for the extraordinary. As he ran his fingers over the smooth fabric, memories flooded his mind. He recalled the day Marissa had dragged him to the suit shop, her ey
Marissa stood in front of the full-length mirror, her heart racing with excitement and a hint of anxiety. Today was the day she would finally choose the dress for her wedding to Dario, the alpha of their pack. The sun streamed through the boutique's windows, casting a warm glow on the rows of beautiful gowns that surrounded her. Each dress seemed to whisper promises of love and happiness, but the pressure of making the perfect choice weighed heavily on her shoulders.As she stepped into the boutique, her best friend, Lila, was already there, flipping through a magazine while waiting for Marissa. Lila looked up and smiled brightly, her enthusiasm infectious. "I can't believe it's finally happening! You’re going to look stunning today, Marissa!"Marissa returned the smile, though her nerves still fluttered in her stomach. "I hope so. I just want to find something that feels right, you know? Something that captures how I feel about Dario."Lila nodded in understanding. "Of course! Let’s
As the sun began to rise over the quaint village of Eldoria, the air was filled with excitement and anticipation. Marissa, the beloved daughter of the village elder, was soon to wed the formidable Alpha Dario, a man known not only for his strength but also for his unwavering loyalty to his people. The wedding was fast approaching, and with it came a flurry of gifts from far and wide, each more extravagant than the last.Marissa had always dreamed of this day, imagining the grandeur of her wedding ceremony and the joy it would bring to her family and friends. However, she never expected the sheer volume of gifts that would arrive at her doorstep in the weeks leading up to the event. Every morning, as the first light broke through her window, she would find an array of beautifully wrapped packages waiting for her, each one a token of love and appreciation from those who wished to celebrate her union with Dario.The villagers, eager to contribute to the festivities, began to gather in he
The air was crisp, and the faint rustle of leaves whispered secrets of the night. He had always been a figure of strength and authority, the alpha who led his pack with unwavering resolve. Since finding the vampire child in the billionaire’s cellar, so many things had changed. She had been with the pack for a few months now, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that she was meant to be a part of their life. The thought had he could not just leave her by herself with no one in particular to take care of her, bothered him. He knew she was being taken care of, but she was still little and needed a family. The first time he had encountered her, Dario had felt a pang of sorrow. Curled up in a dark corner of the cellar, the child was trembling, her small frame barely visible in the shadows. He remembered the way her large, innocent eyes looked up at him, filled with fear and hope. It was a look that stirred something deep within him, her little hi, brought about protective instinct he