The pack had known nothing but peace for years, but now, they walked, looking over their shoulders; they were under attack by a rival pack. No one knew who they were, or what they wanted. They didn't even leave a trace of them anywhere. All the people ever knew were traces of their ruthlessness.The news of Jason’s death had spread like wildfire. Against the alpha's warning, he had gone hunting, alone.“Why should I be afraid of a pack of faceless motherfuckers?,” he had asked Zed, his anger rising. “If they are really as strong as they make you and the others believe, they should face me alone. I swear on my blood, I will return with the head of their leader, and then you will know why there is a venom in me,” he added.Seeing that he was past convincing, Zed let him be. “I hope you return with your head on your body,” he had said to him.Just as he had predicted, heads rolled, only that it was his. His head was sent to them, with the inscription, written with his blood, “WE ARE COMI
Fidelis walked down the dimly lit hallway of the omegas’ quarters. The walls were lined with torches that flickered in the cool night air. He was looking for Damon. Since he helped him regain the use of his legs, he has not been able to thank him.“I don't think I have been fair to him,” he said to Emily earlier that day.“What are you talking about?.”“If he were to be Podolski, the alpha would have thrown a feast in his honor.”“But he doesn't know, remember. Maybe we should keep it that way.”“You think?”“I know.”“But I should thank him. He deserves to know that he saved my ass.”As he approached the door to Damon’s room, he saw Tom, another omega.“Damon isn’t here,” he said. Considering it was a rarity to have him visit their quarters, it wasn't even a task knowing who he had come for.“Any idea where he went?,” he asked, frustrated that he had walked the distance just to be disappointed.“He went to the alpha’s chamber on the alpha’s request.”“When is he returning?.”“I have
Zed walked up to Damon, smiling.“I sense trouble,” Tom whispered to Damon, upon sighting Zed. “I’ll see you later,” he said, as he quickly walked away.“Hey, Damon,” he started, still smiling.“I swore not to cross your path, and I haven't done that since you returned with her,” he said, not even bothering to look his way. Clearly, he didn't fancy his presence.“Come on, Damon, I haven't come to fight. I came to thank you for saving my friend,” he said.Damon looked at him skeptically. “Is that all?” he asked, unimpressed. He was not about to be fooled. He knew more than most how deceptive Zed was. Surely, he had not come to thank you for helping Fidelis walk again. After all, he had clearly shown his disgust towards him the moment Fidelis could feel his legs again.“You think you've won?,” he had whispered to him“Hey, come on, Damon, I know you don’t like me, but we can’t keep being enemies forever. I’m sorry about the way I treated you in the past, but I come in peace.”Damon rai
Fidelis had been planning to reward Damon for helping him walk again, but he didn't know how to go about it. He decided to speak with Emily about it.“What should be done for the one whom I ask to reward for his kindness towards me?,” he asked her.“You must surely speak of that omega, Damon,” she said.“Yes, I speak of him. He saved my ass and I must return the favor. But I don't know how to go about it.”“Give me a moment to come up with something, please,” she said to him.“You have it, but make it quick.”That was her moment. Since she met him, she had noticed that one thing was missing from Damon's body: the necklace which had the key to their pack's history. She knew about it through her late boyfriend, Jack, who was Damon's best friend. Even though she had not asked Damon about it, she knew something was wrong. While she was still thinking of what to do, Fidelis reappeared.“You must surely have thought of something,” he said, looking curious. “Let me hear it.”“Is there any pr
Twi! Twi!! Twi!!! came the alarm bell!The pack members had gathered on the alpha’s order at the execution ground. The atmosphere was tense, and the air was thick with anticipation. They all were restless, and their growls and snarls filled the air. They were waiting for the offender to be brought before them, whoever he was, and they were eager to see justice served.As they waited, the people grumbled amongst themselves. They were surprised when they heard the execution bell ring. No one had been executed by Lord Cage in a long time, and they wondered who the offender was and what crime he had committed.“Surely, it must be that stranger who serves our lord's table,” one said to his friend.“Damon?,” the other asked.“You shouldn't even ask about his identity,” the former said, cutting a surprised look. “No one else wears trouble like a cloth. He deserves whatever is coming his way. Of course, we all know what our lord's judgment will be. I can't wait to see him hanging in shame.”“
Emily’s heart was still pounding as she made her way out of Lord Cage’s chamber. She had just been given the most impossible task of her life, and she knew that it would be a miracle if she survived. Silently, she prayed he didn't mean it. But before she could even begin to think about how she was going to accomplish this task, she needed to check on Damon. She had not set eyes on him since he returned from the hospital.As she walked into his room, she could see that he was in a lot of pain. But he was also happy to see her.“I just thought to come check on you,” she said to him.But Damon noticed something was not right about the way she spoke. He thought she was hiding something from him. “What’s wrong?,” he asked.“Nothing, just tired,” she said, trying to feign a smile.But he didn’t believe her. “You have never been a good liar,” he said to her, his eyes fixed on her.Emily knew that she couldn’t keep the truth from him any longer. “Lord Cage wants me to go into battle against a
Zed’s anger and vengefulness were palpable as he trudged through the dense forest, his growls echoing through the trees. He was determined to make the pack pay for their betrayal, and he imagined the many ways he would make them suffer. His eyes glinted with a fierce light as he thought of the pack’s treachery. Nothing hurt more than the thought of Fidelis and Alicia choosing Damon over him.“He is everything you are not, and will never be,” Alicia had reminded him, the night before his fate was decided.“You chose your path, and you will walk alone through it,” Fidelis had said to him.Not even his plea for a second chance could be considered, thus, making him believe that they both had previously sought an opportunity to punish and send him packing.“Fuck!,” he let out, too angry for words.Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching, and he crouched down behind a tree, listening intently. He could hear the crunching of leaves and twigs underfoot, but he couldn’t see anyone. Quickly, h
Bobb’s heart was pounding as he walked through the dense forest. The full moon was high in the sky, casting an eerie glow on everything around him. He had been searching for Aria for the past one hour, and he was starting to lose hope.Aria was only sister, the only remnant of whatever was family to him, after their parents and his other brother, Thomas, were murdered and burnt to death in their house by a group of masked men. He had managed to escape with Aria. Having found solace in the forest, he had sworn to protect her.“As long as there is life in me, no evil will ever come near you; no one will harm you,” he would often say to her. He meant every word he said to her…But he failed!Sometimes, death gives us signals, but we are too distracted by life!On that wretched day, he had, as he was used to, set out to hunt for games. Aria was still sleeping when he got ready.“I won't be out for long, sleepyhead,” he said to her, tapping her shoulder.“I'll go pick some fruits before yo
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