As the rogue pack retreated, Sebastian's thoughts turned to Sarah's safety. "Akira, we can't leave Sarah here. Kael will return, and next time, he won't fail."Akira nodded, concern etched on her face. "Take her to your pack, Sebastian. She would be safer there, Kael would not expect her to be at Prime pack." Sebastian considered this for a moment but shook his head. He could not imagine being apart from his own mate, Ava. He knew how much Colton loved Sarah. Another option came to his mind, just like before.Sebastian's eyes locked onto Colton's, his gaze burning with urgency. "Claim and mark Sarah, Colton. It's the only way to ensure her safety."Colton's brow furrowed, hesitation etched on his face. "But Sebastian, she's a princess. She deserves a royal wedding not a hasty claiming."Sebastian's jaw clenched. "Kael's threat doesn't allow for ceremony or tradition. Every moment counts. I speak from experience."Sarah's eyes darted between the two, her cheeks flushing. "What does it
Back at the rogues’ hideout in the gingham forest, Marcus' whispers wove a sinister spell, his breath dancing across Kael's ear. The darkness around them seemed to thicken, heavy with malice."Use Zonta to lure Sarah into a trap," Marcus hissed, his voice like a snake slithering through dry leaves.Kael's eyes gleamed, their cold, calculating light reflecting the evil that lurked within. His face twisted into a cruel smile."Perfect," Kael purred, his voice dripping with anticipation.The air seemed to vibrate with malevolence as Kael's plan unfolded.Zonta, Sarah’s maid, still recovering from her ordeal of being kidnapped by Kael, received a mysterious message. The parchment was worn, the ink bleeding into the fibers like dark tears."Meet me at the old oak," the message read, the handwriting twisted and unrecognizable. "Come alone, if you want to save Sarah."The words seared into Zonta's mind, igniting a flame of desperation. Her heart raced, thumping against her ribcage like a dru
As the pack's tensions rose in Prime pack and Wetcreek town, Scott and Becca's love blossomed. As days passed, their bond strengthened, a tapestry of love and laughter.Ava delighted in their happiness, her smile radiant. "Love within our inner circle brings joy."Sebastian nodded approval, his eyes crinkling. "A united front, personally and professionally."Julian teased Scott, his voice laced with humor. "Beta, your focus—"Scott's grin shut down Julian's jest. "Becca enhances my focus. Clarity in all aspects."Becca's presence wove seamlessly into Scott's daily routine. Strategy sessions with Sebastian became collaborative brainstorming. Dinner with Ava transformed into cozy evenings. Together, they faced challenges, a united front. Morning runs with Julian included Becca's bright smile. Scott's apartment welcomed Becca's touches. Photos, flowers, and laughter filled the spaces. Their love became the foundation.Becca and Scott's love became a beacon, shining brightly in uncertain
Few days after Scott and Becca’s wedding, Sebastian's gaze swept across the assembled pack, his eyes burning with determination."The time for celebration is over," he declared, his voice low and urgent. "Kael's threat looms, and we must prepare for battle."Ava stood beside him, her Luna presence radiating calm and strength. Sebastian selected his most skilled warriors, forming an elite squad."Gavin, Zara, Sage, Lylah, and Jake," he named, his eyes locking onto each. "You will form the backbone of our defense." The chosen warriors stepped forward, their faces set with resolve."In three days, we gather at the training grounds," Sebastian instructed. "Be prepared to push your limits."The squad dispersed, their footsteps echoing through the forest as they departed to prepare.Sebastian turned to Ava, his expression softened. "I must leave soon."Ava's fingers intertwined with his. "I'll be here, guiding the pack." Ava had taken a leave of absence from Denizens Pharmaceuticals, for se
The moon hung low, casting an eerie, silver glow over the Prime Pack's territory, like a spectral lantern illuminating the darkness. Shadows twisted and writhed, as if alive, across the dew-kissed grass.Kael and the rogues emerged from the darkness, their footsteps silent as ghosts. The air reeked of malevolent intent, the scent of dark magic clinging to their fur like a miasma. The stench of decay and corruption wafted on the breeze, mingling with the tang of malevolent energy that crackled like ozone."Aim for the heart," Kael snarled, his voice low and venomous. His eyes blazed with malice, the moonlight dancing in his irises to cast an unholy glow.With a soft whoosh, poisoned arrows flew through the air, their deadly tips glinting like razor-sharp ice in the moonlight. But the Prime Pack was ready. Sebastian's warriors stood firm, their eyes glowing like embers in the night, their fur bristling with electric anticipation.The arrows struck, their impact muffled thuds in the eart
Elder Wynton emerged from the shadows, his presence as silent as a ghost. The darkness seemed to part around him, revealing his tall, imposing figure. With a deliberate movement, he lifted his hood, exposing his true face. The moonlight danced across his features, illuminating the sharp angles and calculating gaze of a man driven by ambition. He was the hooded figure who joined the rogues when Kael was banished."Lord Marcus.” He greeted. Marcus nodded in greeting. Wynton looked at Kael, “Head Enforcer Kael," Wynton said, his voice low and measured, each word carefully weighted.Kael's gaze snapped toward him, his eyes narrowing into slits. "Elder Wynton," he acknowledged, a hint of wariness creeping into his tone. “How come you are here?”Wynton's expression remained neutral, a mask of polished stone. "I arrived unnoticed," he stated, his voice devoid of emotion.The air seemed to thicken with tension as the two men locked eyes. Kael's posture shifted subtly, his weight redistributin
The following morning, Ava's eyes fluttered open, her body wrapped in a warm, fuzzy haze. She tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over her, forcing her back onto the pillows. Her head spun, and her mouth felt parched, like the Sahara desert. Her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth, making speech a struggle.She swung her legs over the side of the bed, her feet dangling in the air. The room wobbled, and she grasped the bedside table to steady herself.Sebastian, already up and dressed, looked at her with concern etched on his face. "Ava, you okay?" he asked his voice soft and gentle.Ava's voice was barely above a whisper. "I...I need water."Sebastian rushed to the kitchen, returning with a cool glass filled to the brim. He handed it to her, his eyes never leaving hers.Ava sipped the water, the liquid soothing her dry throat. She felt a sense of relief wash over her as the coolness spread through her body. As she drank, Sebastian sat beside her, his hand on her shoulder
That evening, as Ava stepped into the sun-drenched backyard of the Denizens, she was enveloped in a warm embrace by Sebastian's mother, Arianna. The sweet scent of blooming flowers and sizzling barbecue filled the air, mingling with the sound of laughter and anticipation."You're one of us now, Ava," Arianna whispered, her eyes shining with warmth.Sebastian's hand found hers, his fingers intertwining with hers as he led her through the throng of well-wishers. His father, Raphael, beamed with pride as he announced, "Our family's growing!" The gathering erupted into cheers, and Ava's eyes widened at the outpouring of love.Tables groaned under platters of savory dishes, and cousins chased each other through the lawn, their laughter echoing through the air. Aunts and uncles swapped stories, their faces aglow with joy.For the first time in her life, Ava felt what it meant to be part of a family. Sebastian's hand wrapped around hers, his gaze meeting hers with a promise."You're home," h