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Howl of the rejected Spark of love
At the pack, Zyra walked down to join the members in training. As she approached the training ground, she saw Kieran giving call-outs to the members, his voice strong and authoritative. Seraphina stood before him, mimicking his moves with precision. Noticing Zyra walking towards them, a broad smile spread across Seraphina's face. Kieran followed her gaze and turned to see Zyra."Oh, you’re here… good morning, Zyra," he greeted her warmly.Seraphina playfully spanked his neck. "It’s 'Good morning, my queen.' Easy to say," she teased, making Zyra laugh out loud."That’s not necessary," Zyra said to Seraphina, shaking her head."Well, I think Alpha Marcus would find it necessary," Asher added with a grin, and Zyra sighed."Good morning, everyone. Alpha Marcus isn’t home today," she announced, and the group turned to look at each other in surprise.Lily dramatically gasped. "Did he run away from home?" she asked, causing everyone to burst into laughter."But where did he go?" Kieran asked
Last Updated : 2024-07-05Howl of the rejected Wake-up call
At the Moon Goddess's sanctuary, Alpha Marcus leaned back in his seat, his mind racing with the revelations he had just heard. The sanctuary was a place of ethereal beauty, with soft moonlight illuminating the ancient stone walls and a serene silence that felt almost sacred. The Moon Goddess, her presence both comforting and commanding, stood before him with a knowing smile.Marcus scratched the back of his neck, feeling the weight of responsibility settle on his shoulders. He had learned so much in the past few minutes, and it was almost overwhelming. “Oh, what do you think I should do now?” he asked, his voice low and uncertain.The Moon Goddess waved her fingers gracefully, her eyes twinkling with wisdom. “Easy, you go back home and give her the training she needs, that is if she hasn’t gone too far already,” she replied, her voice soft yet authoritative.Marcus nodded, taking a deep breath to steady himself. “Yeah, you are right…” he sighed, feeling the enormity of his task but al
Last Updated : 2024-07-06Howl of the rejected My little witch
Zyra rolled onto the other side of the bed with a languid yawn, stretching her arms above her head as she opened her eyes. For a moment, her vision was blurry, and she squinted, trying to adjust to the light filtering through the curtains.“Oh God, how long did I sleep?” she groaned, rubbing the back of her hand over her eyes to chase away the remnants of sleep. Slowly, her surroundings came into focus. She sat up on the edge of the bed, her hair tousled and wild from a night of restless sleep. She ran her fingers through her disheveled locks, trying to smooth them down as she glanced around the room.The soft morning light streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the room’s simple furnishings. Zyra blinked, her confusion growing as she took in the unfamiliar surroundings. “Wait, how did I get here?” she wondered aloud, her voice a mixture of confusion and curiosity. She slid off the bed, her bare feet touching the cool floor as she made her way to the window.She paused
Last Updated : 2024-07-06Howl of the rejected What else?
Kieran bit his lower lip slowly as he pointed behind Marcus. “Look,” he whispered.Marcus turned around to see Zyra standing there with a puppy dog look on her face. “Oh, my love!” he mouthed, smiling as he opened his arms to welcome her in a hug.“I heard you guys mentioning my name. Did I do something?” she asked softly, wrapping her arms around his neck.He shook his head, kissing her forehead. “No, you did nothing, my love. Did you sleep well?”“Yes, thanks,” she replied, pulling away to join the rest of the pack members who were seated nearby.“So, how was it? Where did you go?” she asked Marcus, curiosity lighting up her eyes.“The Moon Goddess...” he replied simply, scratching his head.“Oh, great… what was she like? What did she say?” Zyra asked, excitement lacing her tone.Marcus sighed, trying to find the right words. “She was... cool, great, you know...”Zyra stared at him blankly. “Cool? Great? What did she say?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.“She spoke about you,” Marcu
Last Updated : 2024-07-08Howl of the rejected Behold...
Zyra stood before the pack members with a side smile, she laughed lowly, looking down at the bow and arrow and she shrugged.“Okay, behold….” She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, her focus sharpening. The energy she had felt earlier while practicing mind control now coursed through her again, more powerful and vibrant. She stretched out her hand, palm facing the ground, and visualized the bow and arrows in her mind.The bow trembled slightly on the ground before rising slowly into the air. The pack members watched in awe as the arrows followed, hovering next to the bow, perfectly aligned. Zyra opened her eyes, her brown eyes shining with intensity. She felt the connection between her and the objects, a thread of energy that she could manipulate at will.The bow and arrows floated higher, positioning themselves as if held by an invisible archer. Zyra's eyes narrowed in concentration as she mentally notched an arrow to the bowstring. The first arrow drew back, ready to be releas
Last Updated : 2024-07-08Howl of the rejected Skyclaw
Hours later, in Alpha Marcus's pack, everyone took a break. They had been working tirelessly for hours and were exhausted. Zyra, on the other hand, dragged her feet to the pack’s kitchen.“What would you like for lunch, ma’am?” one of the maids asked her. Zyra shrugged her shoulders.“I’m not sure yet…whatever you give me is fine,” she replied, leaning against the counter. The maid nodded in understanding.“I'll just have some snacks, thanks,” Zyra added softly, rubbing her hands on her arms.“Okay, my queen. You can wait in the dining room while I prepare it,” the maid suggested.“Some yogurt and chips would be good; I’m not really hungry right now,” Zyra replied, turning to leave the kitchen for the dining room. After few minutes of waiting,Zyra was soon served her yogurt and chips, and she took the tray with a grateful smile. Deciding to enjoy her snack in the comfort of her room, she headed upstairs. As she walked down the hallway, she met Marcus, who was coming f
Last Updated : 2024-07-10Howl of the rejected Strategic prepations
Few hours later,Alpha Cade sat at his mahogany desk, the remnants of the passionate make-out session with Aria still lingering in the air. He glanced over at Aria, who was now sitting on the edge of his bed, her eyes fixed on the map laid out before them. The room was dimly lit, with only a few candles casting flickering shadows on the walls, adding to the tension in the air.“What’s on your mind?” she asked him, noticing he had been thinking since he woke up.Cade leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair as he pondered the pack’s next move.“It’s Skyclaw pack, they want to be on our neck but I won’t allow that.” He replied and she nodded her head.“Yes, I trust you but you should take care of yourself also, you wouldn’t want your pack members to look at you and think you are sick, right?” she asked him and he sighed, staring at her as he thought of reply.“Well, man’s got to work.” He said to her.“After now, I would inform the rest of the pack members about this, s
Last Updated : 2024-07-11Howl of the rejected picnic
The following morning, at Marcus's pack, the sun had barely risen, casting a golden glow through the windows of Marcus's room. Marcus and Zyra were already up, ready to inform the pack members about their plans for the day. Zyra was in high spirits, happily dancing around the room, throwing her hands in the air with abandon. Marcus, sitting on the edge of the bed, watched her with a fond smile, his eyes following her every move.The sound of upbeat music filled the room, and Zyra moved her body to the rhythm, her laughter mingling with the melody. Marcus clapped along, his cheers adding to the joyful atmosphere. Zyra’s hips swayed gracefully, and she twirled around, her long dark hair whipping through the air. She paused mid-dance to look at Marcus, her hands on her hips and a playful tilt to her head.“You won’t dance?” she asked, a teasing glint in her hazel brown eyes.Marcus chuckled, shaking his head. “I’d rather watch you dance, my love,” he replied, his ocean blue eyes twinkli
Last Updated : 2024-07-11
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Howl of the rejected The happy end
As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden hue over the Shadowheart pack’s territory, the members worked tirelessly to clean up the aftermath of the battle. Bodies were carefully gathered and laid to rest, and the blood-soaked ground was washed clean. Despite the grim task, there was a palpable sense of relief and triumph in the air.The mansion, which had borne witness to so much violence and strife, now stood as a beacon of hope and resilience. The pack members moved with a renewed sense of purpose, their movements swift and efficient. They were united by their victory and the knowledge that they had protected their home and their Luna.Lily and Asher directed the efforts, ensuring that every trace of the battle was erased. Zyra, still recovering from the emotional and physical toll of the fight, watched from the balcony. Her heart swelled with pride as she saw her pack come together in this time of need.By the time night fell, the mansion was spotless, the scars of the battle
Howl of the rejected The final battle
The sun had barely risen when the Shadowheart pack was alerted to the impending attack. The air was thick with tension as warriors prepared for what would be the most significant battle they had ever faced. Inside the mansion, Zyra sat by the window, her hands resting on her growing belly. Marcus had insisted she stay indoors, away from the danger, to protect their unborn child.“Promise me you’ll stay here, Zyra,” Marcus had pleaded earlier that morning. “I can’t risk losing you or our baby.”Zyra had reluctantly agreed, knowing the wisdom in his words, but a part of her felt restless. She hated being confined while her pack faced the enemy.Outside, the Shadowheart pack was a flurry of activity. Marcus stood at the forefront, his eyes scanning the horizon. Elara, Thalia, Kieran, and the other key members were by his side, their expressions grim and determined. They knew this battle would decide their fate.In the distance, the Nightshade pack approached, their numbers vast and impos
Howl of the rejected A baby is coming
A few days later, Zyra found herself waking up with the same nauseous feeling. The morning sickness was relentless, and each day seemed to drag on with her feeling more exhausted than the last. Marcus stayed by her side, his concern growing with each passing day.On this particular morning, as the sun’s rays peeked through the curtains, Zyra hurriedly made her way to the bathroom once again. Marcus followed her, his worry etched deeply on his face.“Zyra, are you okay?” he asked, holding her hair back as she knelt over the toilet.Zyra nodded weakly, wiping her mouth. “I’ll be fine. It’s just... this morning sickness is unbearable.”Just as she was about to return to bed, there was a knock on the door. Marcus opened it to find Edna standing there, a calm yet serious expression on her face.“Edna, please come in,” Marcus said, stepping aside to let her enter.Edna walked in, carrying a small bag. She glanced at Zyra with a knowing look. “How have you been feeling, Zyra?”“Tired, nauseo
Howl of the rejected pregnant?
The morning sun bathed the Shadowheart pack’s territory in a warm, golden light. The air was filled with the scent of pine and earth, and the sounds of birds chirping created a serene backdrop. Zyra and Marcus were busy outside, overseeing the pack’s daily training routines and preparations. They were focused on strengthening their defenses, knowing that the threat from Nightshade was far from over.Zyra, her hair tied back in a tight braid, demonstrated a series of combat moves to a group of young trainees. Her movements were swift and precise, a testament to her growing mastery of her tribid abilities. Marcus stood nearby, his watchful eyes ensuring that everything was running smoothly.As Zyra finished her demonstration, Marcus approached her with a smile. “You’re really getting the hang of it,” he said, admiration evident in his voice.Zyra smiled back, wiping the sweat from her brow. “Thanks, Marcus. It feels good to be able to control my powers better.”Their moment of calm was
Howl of the rejected Traitor
Elara, Gaia, Kevin, and Ragnar trudged back to the Nightshade pack’s territory, their bodies weary and spirits low. The sting of their failure was palpable, and a heavy silence hung over the group as they approached the pack’s mansion. They knew the news they carried would incite their Alpha’s wrath.As they crossed the threshold, the pack members gathered around, their faces etched with curiosity and concern. The doors to Cade’s private sanctuary loomed ahead, and with each step, the weight of their defeat pressed harder on their shoulders.Elara knocked on the door, and after a moment, Cade’s gruff voice called them in. The group entered, the atmosphere inside the sanctuary thick with tension. Cade stood by the window, his back to them, staring out into the forest. His posture was rigid, the muscles in his back taut with barely restrained anger.“What happened?” Cade demanded without turning around.Elara stepped forward, her voice trembling slightly. “Alpha, we... we failed. Zyra w
Howl of the rejected Failed ambush
Few hours later, the Shadowheart pack resumed their duties. The sun was high, casting dappled shadows through the dense canopy of the woods where Zyra often trained. She felt a strange atmosphere lingering in the air, a sense of foreboding that made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. Yet, she was prepared.Zyra had been pushing her limits, honing her tribid abilities. The combination of her Lycan strength, witch powers, and vampire agility made her a formidable opponent. She was in the middle of practicing a new spell, weaving fire and earth together, when a rustle in the bushes caught her attention.“Marcus, do you feel that?” Zyra asked, her voice low and alert.Marcus, who had been observing her training with a mixture of pride and admiration, nodded. “Yeah, something’s off. Stay sharp.”The rustling grew louder, and soon, figures emerged from the shadows. Nightshade warriors, led by Elara, Gaia, Kevin, and Ragnar, stepped into the clearing. Their eyes were filled with mali
Howl of the rejected Something is coming
Cade cleared his throat, drawing their attention. His voice was low and commanding as he began to speak. "The time has come to take decisive action," he stated, his gaze intense. "We cannot allow the Shadowheart Pack, especially Zyra, to gain any more power. We must strike first, and we must strike hard."Elara leaned forward, her eyes glinting with determination. "What's the plan, Alpha?" she asked, her voice steady.Cade took a deep breath, his mind racing with the intricacies of the plot. "We will kidnap Zyra," he declared, the words hanging in the air like a dark cloud. "She is the key to destabilizing their pack. Without her, they lose their strongest asset. We will use her to leverage control over the Shadowheart Pack and force them into submission."A murmur of agreement passed through the group, though Gaia's expression remained thoughtful. "It's a bold move," Gaia said, her voice carrying a note of caution. "But we must be careful. Zyra is not to be underestimated, especially
Howl of the rejected Cade's desperation
In the heart of the Nightshade mansion, the tension was palpable. The once vibrant halls now felt suffocating, echoing with the uncertainty and fear gripping the pack. Cade paced restlessly in the dimly lit meeting room, his expression dark and brooding. The weight of recent events had carved deeper lines into his face, and the ruthless determination in his eyes mirrored the growing desperation within him.Cade's frustration was evident as he barked orders to the gathered advisors and enforcers. "We need to tighten our grip. Anyone caught questioning our actions or showing signs of disloyalty will face severe consequences." His voice was cold, devoid of any warmth or compassion. The room fell silent, the pack members exchanging uneasy glances.Gaia, standing at Cade's right, frowned. She had been Cade's advisor for years, and she had seen him in many states, but this was different. His fear of losing control was pushing him towards increasingly brutal measures. "Alpha Cade," she bega
Howl of the rejected Allies
As the sky dimmed with the setting sun, casting a golden hue over the forest, the air grew cooler and the atmosphere more charged. Zyra and Marcus stood facing each other in a secluded clearing, a playful yet determined glint in their eyes. They had been training rigorously, but now there was a different kind of energy between them—a mix of competition, anticipation, and a hint of something more.Marcus stretched his arms, a grin spreading across his face. "Ready to show me what you've got, or are you still holding back?"Zyra chuckled, a teasing light in her eyes. "Holding back? You wish. I've been going easy on you, but maybe it's time to step it up."They circled each other, the forest silent save for the rustling of leaves underfoot. In a flash, Marcus lunged, his movements swift and precise. Zyra dodged gracefully, her reflexes sharpened by her vampiric and Lycan sides. She countered with a quick jab, which Marcus deftly blocked, their hands meeting with a soft thud."Not bad,"
