The evening was a sight to behold. The sky was painted in hues of orange, pink, and purple, as the sun set behind the mountains. The air was crisp and cool, with a gentle breeze blowing through the trees. The leaves rustled softly, creating a soothing melody that filled the air. The moon was already visible in the sky, casting a soft glow over everything.As Fidelis walked through the woods, he couldn’t help but admire the beauty of the evening. He had always loved this time of day, when everything seemed to slow down and the world was bathed in a warm glow. It was in those moments that he loved to think."I never make mistakes when I take decisions, wrapped under nature's warm embrace," he would say to those who cared to listen.Suddenly, he heard a twig snap behind him. He turned around to see Damon, 'Alicia's doom,' as he often referred to him.“What are you doing here?," Fidelis asked, clearly irritated by his presence. He just didn't like Damon. No matter what he did, he was nev
Damon’s heart was pounding as he watched Zed approach his cage. He had been waiting for this moment for what felt like an eternity. He still remembered that night in the forest. Zed was the one who had helped him out of the pit, and helped nurse his injury. He was the last person he remembered seeing his face before he was put to sleep. So surely, he must know about his missing necklace."The way you're looking at me, it seems you have been dying to see me," Zed remarked, awestruck by the manner at which Damon had his eyes fixed on him.“Please! You have to give me that necklace!," Damon pleaded with him, sounding very desperate. "It's the only piece I have of my friends and family. Please, I beg you, let me have it.""Oh, this?," Zed smiled, dangling the necklace before him. "I never knew it's that important to you. Tell me, what door does it open?.""I can't tell you. Please just give it to me," he pleaded further.Zed shook his head. “I can’t do that, Damon.""Why?," he asked, look
It was Tom!Not just him!Damon caught him in discussion with Zed!"He still loves her," he heard him say to Zed."That's not possible!," he said, looking surprised. "He told me he wasn't going to stand in my way, and I believe him.""I swear on the alpha's life, Damon still loves Alicia. He may pretend not to, but he tells me every fucking thing. He is in love with her, you gotta believe me," Tom said, desperate for Zed to believe him."I don't believe you," Zed said, still not completely convinced."He is planning to attack you, just so have her all to himself. You must be ready, else you may have nothing to fight for.""Attack me!?," Zed asked, laughing. "He knows better not to even think of it. Don't worry, he is no match for me. I will see you later," he said and walked away, leaving Tom looking foolish.Damon was boiling with rage, his fist shaking as he watched Tom sell him out. He waited desperately until Zed left, leaving him alone with Tom."Hey, Tom," he said to him, just a
Alicia’s mind was consumed with thoughts of Damon and what Julie had told her the previous day. She felt torn between wanting to help Damon and remembering how he had denied her before her brother, Fidelis. But she couldn’t bear the thought of him rotting in a cage for something he didn’t do.At least, Julie said he wasn't.As the night wore on, she grew more and more restless. Even nature seemed not to have an idea how to help her. She tried to distract herself by reading a book, but her mind kept wandering back to Damon. She knew she had to do something to help him, but she didn’t know what.Before Damon came, she had never gotten into the alpha's bad books, but by always offering him support when no one else did, she had earned herself an unwanted tag before lord Cage…"That stranger would eventually tear us apart," he had told her.Earlier that day, she had gone to the alpha to plead for Damon's release."Father, you know that Tom is a liar," she began."What do you want?," he jus
Lord Cage was furious about Damon’s sudden disappearance. He had summoned Chamberlain, the head of the omegas, to question him about what he knew about Damon’s disappearance."My lord," he stammered, as the swordsman dragged him in. He looked like the typical church rat, who had been caught in a web and had nowhere to run to."Where is Damon?," lord Cage asked him."My lord, I swear on my blood, I have no idea where he is. Just like everyone, I woke up this morning to discover that he had escaped. Please, I know nothing about it," he said, looking jittery."You lie! You fucking knew he was going to escape, yet you let him! You fucking let him! You got stuck with the enemy and betrayed us! You will pay with your life! Guards!""Please, I beg you, spare my life. I have done no wrong," he pleaded.No matter what he said, the alpha wouldn't listen to him. Not even his advisor could make him change his mind. He ordered the guards to throw Chamberlain in the dark room and punish him until h
Alicia’s heart raced as she watched her brother, Fidelis, raise his hand to strike Damon. She knew that if he did, it would be the end of him. She stepped forward, her voice shaking as she begged him to spare Damon’s life. “Please, Fidelis,” she said, “he could be useful to us. We don’t have to kill him.”"What do you expect me to tell father, eh? I should tell him that he's right to think I'm not ready to take after him? Or that you've always been his anointed one, the one that will never break a sweat while executing his order? Tell me, Alicia, why shouldn't I prove to him that he's wrong about me?.""Please, I beg you, spare his life," she begged again. "He can be useful to us," she repeated.Zed, who had been standing silently by, as he observed carefully what seemed like a rift between them, stepped forward. “Useful?,” he spat. “You better tell me something that should make my heart break," he chuckled. "He’s a liability. Besides, he is better off dead, for his breath is of no us
"Here's my judgment!," he began, as he paused to take in the moment."This doesn't smell nice," Philip whispered to Frederick. He was really worried for Miguel."Father is going to kill him," Frederick, who looked equally as worried, said to him."We've got to stop him," Philip said, his fear palpable."We can't, and you know it," Frederick reminded him.He was right.Lord Zack was as ruthless as the word. When he got into his mood, he couldn't tell the difference between a son, friend, ally or foe, for everyone was the same in his eyes, as long as such crossed his path. He took so much pride in reminding everyone, including those who didn't care to listen, that he was the alpha who had killed his wife 'because she wouldn't obey me,' he would often say with the kind of pride an Olympic gold medalist wielded when dangling his medal before his audience. His words struck fear to the heart of those it was spoken to.Philip had often wondered how he came to be the son of such ruthless alph
The Whispering Pines Forest was a place where time itself seemed to fray at the edges. Its ancient trees, their bark etched with secrets, stood like sentinels, their gnarled roots clutching at the earth as if desperate to remain anchored. The moon, a pale crescent, barely managed to pierce through the dense canopy, casting elongated shadows on the forest floor. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth, pine needles, and something more primal—a scent that made the hair on the back of Philip’s neck stand on end.They had spent the previous night in this unforgiving wilderness, running non stop, their breaths ragged, their hearts pounding in their chests. The sun had been a distant memory, swallowed by the thick foliage. Philip’s legs ached, and his lungs burned from exertion. He could feel the raw blisters forming on his heels, but he dared not stop. Not when the alpha’s wolves were relentless in their pursuit. Even when he had not seen the sign, he wasn't a fool not to know that
The atmosphere at the safe house was heavy with emotions as Thomas and Ariana returned, their arrival bringing a sense of both relief and trepidation. The trio of Frederick, Catherine, and Thomas reunited, their embrace exuding a mixture of love, relief, and determination. Their shared warmth and affection for one another formed a protective shield against the impending danger that lurked in their world.As they held each other tightly, Thomas whispered words of courage and determination to his companions, reminding them of their unwavering bond and the strength they possessed as a united force. Their eyes, shimmering with a combination of tears and resolve, reflected the unwavering determination to fight for what they held dear.“I feared the worst,” Frederick said, as he held on to Ariana. Turning to Thomas, he said, “You have proven yourself worthy of my trust. Thank you. I owe you one”“You owe me nothing,” he just said. “Everything I have done is nothing compared to the evil my h
Tom tossed and turned in his sleep, his face contorted with fear and pain. He was trapped in a nightmare that haunted him that night; a nightmare that he wished he could forget, but could never escape.He saw his sister, Ariana, hanging on a wooden stake, her hands and feet bound with iron chains. She was pale and weak, blood dripping from her wounds. She looked at him with pleading eyes, begging him to save her. But he was powerless, unable to move or speak.And then, he saw Lord Zack standing in front of her, holding a silver dagger. He wore a dark cloak that covered his body, hiding his wolf form. He smiled wickedly, showing his sharp fangs."Hello, Philip," he said as soon as he saw him, his voice cold and mocking. "Did you miss me? You should come join the party,” he beckoned on him.Tom felt a surge of anger and hatred, but also fear and guilt. He was scared that he would hurt Ariana if he did nothing about it. He had to react, and react swiftly."Let her go, you monster!" he sh
It was a rainy morning, and the guards of Lord Zack's camp were on high alert. They had been on the lookout for Thomas and ‘his gang of rebels,’ as Lord Zack referred to them. Worried that they would attack them anytime, he had stationed his guards at the outskirt of the pack's camp.“Bring them to me, dead or alive. I don't fucking care how you do it,” he had instructed them.That morning, as they had become accustomed to since he escaped, the guards scanned the horizon, looking for any signs of movement. They were armed with silver bullets and crossbows, ready to shoot at anything that moved. Suddenly, they saw a figure emerging from the mist, walking slowly towards them. They raised their weapons, and their leader shouted, "Who are you? Identify yourself!"The figure came closer, and they recognized him. It was Thomas, the ‘rebel’ leader. He was alone, and unarmed. He looked tired and wounded, his clothes torn and bloody. He had a bandage around his head, covering one of his eyes.
Fidelis was furious as he stormed the alpha's chamber that morning. He wasn't going to just lie low because Alicia had reminded him how brutal Lord Loc was. He had messed with his sister, and he was going to make him pay for it."Get them!," he yelled, as he demanded that Lord Loc's men be arrested and brought before him.Hunter, who had woken up to the sound of his command, tried to put up a resistance, but he was overwhelmed by Fidelis' men. They outnumbered him and his companions, and they fought with savage ferocity. Hunter felt a sharp pain in his shoulder as one of them hit him with a sharp object, drawing blood. He swung his claws at another, but missed. He was tackled to the ground by two more, who pinned him down and snarled at him."Kneel!," Fidelis commanded him, as he stood over him with a triumphant smirk. He wanted to humiliate him and make him submit to his authority. He wanted to show him he was not one to be scared of Lord Loc."You will pay for this, I swear," Hunter
The moon hung high in the star-studded sky, casting its ethereal glow upon the silent forest. The night air was still, devoid of any sounds except for the distant rustling of leaves and the occasional hoot of an owl. The atmosphere was heavy with anticipation, as if the very stillness of the night foretold the forthcoming events that would unfold.Hunter's words echoed in Alicia's mind as she walked away from him, his awkward smile etched in her memory.“Remember, no one must know of the great sufferings you have endured in his hands,” he had reminded her, smiling awkwardly. “You must know that I've got my eyes on you,” he added.“You do not need to remind me of how evil your lord is,” she said to him. Alicia felt a surge of adrenaline as she walked away from Hunter, who had just reminded her of Lord Loc’s threatHis uncompromising reminder only fueled her determination to seek justice for the immense sufferings she had endured under his cruel hands. She couldn't bear to let anyone el
The early morning sun cast a golden glow over the forest, as Alicia returned to Lord Cage's camp. She felt a surge of relief as she saw the familiar tents and banners of her father's pack. She had been away for four weeks, visiting Lord Loc's camp as his mate. It was supposed to be a diplomatic gesture, a way to strengthen the alliance between the two powerful alphas, but Alicia knew the truth. She was nothing but a pawn, a means to an end, a solution to a prophecy she had not spoken of.She was greeted by a royal entry, as the guards who had accompanied her saluted and cheered. They had been loyal and respectful to her, but they had no idea what she had endured. They only saw the lavish gifts and clothes that Lord Loc had bestowed upon her, not the bruises and scars that he had inflicted on her. They only heard the sweet words and promises that he had whispered to her, not the insults and threats that he had spat at her.Even from close range, they still could not see beyond the make
Damon had been looking forward to seeing Alicia even before he returned from the war. He knew the time for the prophecy to be gilfilled was edging closer, and he wanted to spend one more time with her before her mate came for her.It was the third day since they returned, uet he had not set eyes on her. At first, he thought she wanted the time alone to herself, to be confined to the comfort of her bed, as she would always say, but then, he became worried when he noticed that none of the maids had taken fruits to her, which she preferred having every evening. Curious, he got some of her favorite fruits and went to her room to check on her, hoping that he would find her there. But when he got there, the place was empty, devoid of any human activity for the past days. The bed was neatly made, the closet was half-empty, and there was no sign of her presence. He felt a pang of worry in his chest. Where was she? Has something happened to her?Confused, he walked out, as he looked for someon
PreviouslyJulie, who was being tied to a tree in the woods and watched over by two guards, began to think of a means to escape from them. She couldn't afford the thought of Alicia seeing her. She looked at the guards briefly, as she thought of a way to outfox them.She came up with a plan. Immediately , she pretended to be in so much pain. "Please help me," she said to the swordsmen.One tried to attend to her, but the other quickly stopped him. "She's our prisoner," he reminded him."You don't have to remind me," the other cut him short, not impressed with him. "But she's in so much pain, can't you see? We must help her.""My legs and hands hurt so much," she continued writhing in pain, trying to draw their sympathy."She's lying," the other said, not impressed with her."No! We must help her," the other responded."She's dangerous."Ignoring his partner's caution, he bent over to her, took the chains off her hands and legs. "Five minutes, and you shall be back on
Worried that he was losing them, Lord Zack dragged Ariana by the chains that bound her wrists and ankles, ignoring her cries of pain and defiance. He stopped at the edge of the forest, where he thought Frederick and Thomas were hiding. He raised his voice and shouted, "I know you can hear me, Frederick. I know you are hiding in there. I am only going to give you one chance to save your sister or she'll be dead!""You will do no such thing," Ariana whispered to him, struggling to free herself from his firm grip."You must mistake me for a weakling," he said, tightening his grip on her. "You have just five minutes to come out from your hiding, you and your friend," he shouted again."Do not listen to him!," she shouted. "Run, don't worry about me. Death is but a necessary sacrifice I must make.”"Shut up!," he tried to force her to keep quiet, but she bit his hand, drawing blood. He slapped her hard, making her fall to the ground. He kicked her in the ribs, making her gasp for air.“Run