Aquila Etienne never expected that the fairy tales about werewolves that she often heard from her grandmother when she was a child were not mere fabrications. Werewolves did exist, and Enne was a part of them. Altair Enzo was the leader of the werewolves, an Alpha who awaited the arrival of his mate as prophesied by the werewolf community. According to their beliefs, his mate would be a descendant of the Moon Goddess who would bring peace to their kind. As Enne struggled to come to terms with her true identity as a werewolf, she found herself caught between Altair—the strongest alpha—and Andhara, a determined rogue.
View MoreThe atmosphere in the old house was tense. Cold air seeped in through the cracks in the weathered walls. Altair and Stella could see Andhara standing holding a small blue glowing object that emitted a magical aura."Andhara," Altair growled, his voice low and threatening. "Let her go right now."Andhara gave a small smile. "Relax, Alpha. I won't hurt her-not yet, at least. You know what I need from him, right? Her bloodline is the key to the Eye of the Moon. If you're wise, you'll leave it to me."Altair stepped forward, while Stella moved to the side, preparing to attack. "You think I will let you touch her?""Then, what are you going to do?" asked Andhara, remaining calm. "I know you won't risk your Lunar's safety. You care about her too much."Enne tried to speak, but Andhara's voice cut her off. "Shut up, little Luna. You don't understand how precious you are."Altair could hold back no longer. With incredible speed, he darted forward, striking Andhara with his sharp claws. Stella
Andhara emerged from the shadows, a sardonic smile gracing her face. Her piercing eyes stared at Enne with an intensity that sent chills down her spine."What do you want from me?" asked Enne, trying to sound firm despite her racing heart.Andhara approached her slowly, then squatted in front of the chair where Enne was tied. "You know, I really didn't want to involve you in my plan. But you forced me to.""You're crazy," Enne hissed.Andhara laughed softly. "Maybe. But this madness is the result of something you never understood."Enne frowned, trying to figure out what Andhara meant. However, before she could say anything, Andhara stood up and started walking around her."You are the key to destroying Altair," Andhara continued. "And with you in my hands, I can ensure that he will never stand in my way again."Enne felt her anger begin to rise. "Altair will not let you win."Andhara stopped and looked at her coldly. "We'll see about that."***Meanwhile, Altair and Stella led the se
The sky in the village of Altair was filled with orange as the sun began to sink behind the mountains. Lyra stood near the entrance of the cave where she used to meditate, her gaze directed into the distance. The cold air touched her skin, but her thoughts were on the events of the past week or so that kept plaguing her mind.It was a day that should have been full of joy. Altair and Enne were having a wedding in the city, far away from their troubled village. However, Lyra felt unable to join in the celebration. There was something holding her back in the village, something she couldn't ignore.On the morning before Altair and Enne left, a man in dark robes came to their village. His steps were quiet, but the look in his eyes exuded urgency. The man wore a hood, hiding most of his face, but Lyra knew that he was not just anyone. He introduced himself as Ezra, someone who had important information for Altair."Altair is busy preparing for his trip to the city," Lyra said as she looked
Ingrid sat on a wooden chair by her kitchen window, looking out with a questioning expression. She had long known her daughter, Enne, to be secretive and mysterious. However, ever since the arrival of Altair-who she had been vaguely introduced to in the past-Ingrid felt that there was something more going on than just a casual visit.Enne stood at the side of the kitchen table, biting her lower lip while occasionally glancing at Altair who sat quietly. The man, though seemingly relaxed, carried an air of authority that was hard to ignore. Ingrid let out a long breath before finally straightening up and looking at the two seriously."Enne," she said slowly, "I knew you wouldn't come this far for no reason. What exactly is going on?"Enne swallowed, feeling her heart beating faster than usual. She knew this conversation would not be easy. On the one hand, she wanted to protect her mother from a world full of danger, but on the other hand, Ingrid had a right to know."There's something w
Enne stood by the large window, looking out at the forest that was beginning to turn its snow-white color into fresh green. Spring had come to replace the long, harsh winter, but in Enne's heart, a new season could not dispel the doubts that continued to haunt him.The snow had melted, paving the way for green shoots to emerge from the frozen ground. However, Enne felt like the ground beneath her feet was still fragile, like it might collapse at any moment. He thought of his mother, Ingrid, who lived in a small town far from here."Mom," Enne murmured softly, feeling the warmth of the call flow through her. Her mother had raised her alone, never knowing that the bigger world-the werewolf world-was Enne's new home.As a child, Enne often felt different. He wasn't like other children who played freely and laughed carefree. From an early age, Enne knew that there was something else inside him. The voices in other people's heads sometimes echoed in her mind, like whispers that couldn't be
That morning, the warm sunlight penetrated through the cracks in the leaves, creating a golden glow along the forest floor. The atmosphere inside the Altair pack headquarters was peaceful, but the tension behind the calm was palpable. The pack members had just finished with the big celebration that celebrated Enne's appointment as their Luna. However, behind the smiles and friendly shoulder taps, there were doubts, questions, and faint whispers about the future.Inside Lyra's private room, the atmosphere was much more serious. Lyra, with a stern look and eyes full of wisdom, sat on a wooden chair. Her hand was clutching an old scroll, which seemed to have come a long way. In front of her, Altair stood tall, but his face showed deep curiosity."You wanted to talk to me this early in the morning, Lyra?" Altair opened the conversation, his voice firm yet polite.Lyra nodded slowly. "There is something you need to know, Altair. I've kept it to myself for too long, but I feel it's time."A
The forest that night was filled with the soft light of the full moon, its rays piercing the leaves and creating a silvery glow on the ground. The entire Altair pack was busy preparing for the grand ceremony to adopt Enne as Luna. This was not just a tradition, but an official recognition that Enne was now the Alpha's mate, she would be responsible for the welfare and future of the entire pack.Enne stood in a small room filled with the scent of wildflowers and spices. Stella was busy helping to put Luna's traditional robes on her. The robe was long, made of white silk with gold embroidery in the shape of a crescent moon and a wolf on the edges. Enne looked nervous. She had never been the center of attention like this before, let alone in such an important situation."Enne, you need to stand straighter," Stella said with a smile, tugging gently on the collar of the robe to make it look neat. "You're going to be Luna, the symbol of strength and hope for the entire pack. Don't let them
The morning breeze slipped through the open window, carrying the cold scent of the snow-drenched forest. Enne sat on the edge of the balcony of the main house, letting the cold gusts of air tickle his skin. Although this morning looked so peaceful, his mind was far from calm.Over the past three days, the atmosphere in the pack had changed. The members treated Enne with a different kind of respect. The omegas were busy planning the inauguration, the warriors were watching her movements more closely, and even the pack kids were running up to her, calling out to her in respectful tones."Luna," they said, small voices full of awe.Enne smiled at them, but the smile never reached her eyes. Her heart sank into an increasingly suffocating indecision. Lynx, her inner wolf, tried to soothe her from within, but even Lynx's soft voice was not enough to dispel the heavy feeling weighing Enne down."All of this is natural. You are the Moon Goddess' choice, Enne. Believe in yourself," Lynx whispe
The morning sun had just revealed itself, illuminating the forest that seemed to have just awakened from the darkness of the night. Dew still hung on the leaves, reflecting the sunlight in golden colors. In one corner of the pack, Altair was standing by a small stream, his eyes fixed on the frozen water.He seemed lost in thought, thinking about something that was difficult to put into words. Feelings of guilt and doubt were slowly eating away at him, especially after all the events involving the man named Andhara and the past that came back to haunt him.Soft steps could be heard approaching him. Without turning his head, Altair knew who was coming."Altair," Enne's soft voice broke the silence.Altair turned his head slowly, his gaze soft but thoughtful. "Are you awake?"Enne nodded, then stood beside him. He looked at the same object, but his mind drifted elsewhere. After a while, she finally said, "I'm still thinking about what I saw... in Andhara's mind."Altair furrowed his brow
Enne's throat constricted as she stared at a pile of bodies scattered in the snowy expanse of the forest. Her blue eyes unintentionally locked with a pair of golden eyes, copper-colored and not belonging to a human, but to a white wolf with fur as white as snow and a body three times larger than an average wolf. The wolf stood just a few meters in front of Enne."Don't look into its eyes! Let's leave this place!"Enne could clearly hear the disembodied voice. It didn't come from any direction but from within Enne's own mind, a voice that sounded different from her own. However, instead of following the advice, Enne froze in her place. Her legs seemed rooted to the spot, and her eyes remained fixed on the wolf's dominating gaze, which was incredibly terrifying.This fear was different from the fear of encountering a wild animal alone in the middle of the forest. It was the fear of meeting someone who held complete power over something, a feeling of being oppressed and uncomfortable. En...
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