Cara’s POV“Welcome to the community.”The leader of the group, a man with graying hair and a voice that held quiet authority, announced these words with a smile that softened his otherwise rugged features. His name, as he later introduced, was Martin.“Community?, desserter?” My confused gaze collided with his shiny eyes. It was subtle, and it would have meant anything, but He nodded. Confirming my suspicions.I blinked in disbelief, his words echoing in my head. The community? My heart raced as realization struck, I’d finally found them. Or rather, they had found me. The Cupbearers.I felt like crying or shouting. At least do something that I have not done in a week now, but I could find the strength to do any of them.The journey here had been grueling and filled with uncertainty and danger. Every step through the forest had been weighed down by doubts, fears, and the constant feeling of being watched, coupled with my dangerous encounter in the forest with the werewolf psychopaths.
Cara pov“Cara, be strong.” The words kept repeating in my head. I could not believe that this was happening.Have I been tricked only to be dumped into the lion's den?. This horrifying ran through my mind as I tried to take cover. Within a moment, the metal warrior was beside me swinging his sword.I dodged it by a hair breath. I gasped as Strands of my own hair fell to the ground. I had narrowingly escaped death.“Get me out of here!!” I screamed,running up and down the grand hall, but there was no response. I wondered what I was supposed to do. I was not strong enough to even best a child warrior, not to talk of this. At that moment, I felt like crying. My emotions are getting the best out of me.Is this how it will end?. I will die in this forgotten and unknown place. I thought of Debby, Garreth, and Brian. Garreth won't even know we're looking, as I was thousands of kilometers away.The sound of a metallic voice broke me out of my thoughts.“one minute down, the second warrior act
Cara povThe enigmatic and mysterious leader that Martin has been telling me all about was no other person than Emelda, the female elder of Brian's former pack. I stared in shock, not believing what I was seeing, as I tried to connect how I could have seen it coming.When I was summoned by the elders, they all wanted to control me. At that time, Emelda was in between , acting as the only mediator between Brian and the elders, but It couldn't have shown anything about her being a cupbearer. And let's not forget the pull I felt to Debby, even without knowing, I had unconsciously been drawn closer to her, but Emelda…“I know what you are thinking.There are lots of things that are beyond knowing just from instincts” she said softly.“Do you?…, can you also read my mind?” I snapped, but she smiled at me, waving the now rigid warriors who were rigid from my earlier outburst.“Leave us” she commanded.“But leader she…” a commander stepped forward.“Are you saying I am too weak in front of an
Cara povIt's been a month since I came to the secret community. Emelda or a.k.a Julia, the leader and the only tru blood, had agreed to train me. Since then, we have been having intense and serious training. Every day, the only time I rest is when I need to go take a pee.Everything has been going great. I had made some friends, though, only Martin and my personal maid that she assigned to me. Vivian. My life had transformed into a repetitive cycle of training, eating, and collapsing into bed, only to wake up and do it all over again. I have learned a lot of things and their culture. I must say Emelda, or rather Julia, was a very strong cupbearer, hence her status as their leader.“Cara, concentrate on calling fought your inner bloodline.” Emeldas hard voice reached me where I was standing still. Holding my breath as instructed. I try to feel the inner power in me.Emelda had told me about the first Cupbearers to ever exist, “the special child”. According to her, he was the only pure
Brian’s POVI woke up to absolute darkness and a dull pain. My body ached, every muscle heavy and spamming in uncontrolled pain. but I gritted my teeth. The pain was familiar to me. It was nothing I had not handled. The first thing I noticed was that my wolf was quiet. For a moment, I thought I was dead. But I was supposed to feel no pain. The afterlife was a place of no pain or suffering …unless I was in hell. Perhaps I had finally succumbed to my sins and found myself in hell, a fitting punishment for the hundreds of lives I had failed to protect, for the people I had betrayed and led to their death. for my pack that is now in shambles.But then I heard it.The sound of children crying. Faint, but enough to pierce through the suffocating silence. Fear and terror laced their cries, twisting something deep inside me. I clenched my fists, though the movement sent a sharp jolt of pain through my wrists. The chains rattled, confirming I wasn’t dead. Not yet. I willed the screaming to g
Cara’s POVThe air around me crackled with heat and tension. My body was stretched to the max, my muscles screaming for relief, but I couldn’t stop. Not now. Julia, or rather Emelda, the formidable leader of the Cupbearers, was circling me like a predator, her movements precise and calculated.Even If I wanted to scream, I could cause this is what I want, to grow strong faster.We were in the arena, a wide-open space bordered by towering trees and the transparent border like barrier. I later learnt it is sound proof. Separating our training from the rest of the community. I was the only pureblood and rosalin, well the leader of the cupbearers, hence the privacy. Julia had insisted on this session after my "incident." According to her, I needed to learn control and to channel my instincts into action rather than fear. After the incident, I have this prickling feeling that keeps on nagging on my nerves. It is constantly there, like a mysterious fog over my head."Focus, Cara," Julia bar
Cara povI froze. The weight of her words pressed down on me like a heavy stone. “The Master?” I echoed, my voice trembling slightly. “Who…" Who is he?”Julia stepped back, her eyes darkening as she began to pace. “He’s the Alpha who rules the western part of Ellorin,” she explained. “A powerful being, descended from Fenrir himself, the one who fought the Special Child centuries ago.”My breath caught in my throat. Fenrir. The name alone sent chills down my spine. I had heard the legends, the stories of the great battle that had shaped the history of werewolves and Cupbearers alike. Fenrir, king of the werewolves and the special child, had fought a mysterious battle that till today nobody knows who won.“He’s not just an Alpha, Cara,” Julia continued. “He’s something far more dangerous. The bloodline of Fenrir carries with it immense power, power that has been passed down through the generations. And this Master… he’s the culmination of that power. He’s cunning, ruthless, and unrelent
Cara’s POVThe forest had changed. Everything had changed.The once-familiar trails leading to the mafian wolf pack were filled with the unmistakable stench of feral rogues. Their foul presence was like an infestation, spreading decay and death to everything it touched. Feral rogues filed everywhere, but something was different. Normal rogue wolf's had these unfocused eyes with no sense of belonging, but the ones I saw, it was almost like they had a purpose.The sight of the once flourishing rogues haven that brian had single handedly built was like a pandemic location. Erosions were everywhere and signs of upturn earth and destruction laid forward. But that was not the worst. It was now infested with feral rogues, which filled me with a rage, so consuming it nearly blinded me. Everywhere I turned, the stench of blood and death hung in the air like a suffocating fog. It was as if the rogues had sprouted from the very ground, a never-ending infestation that plagued the Mafian Wolf Pack
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Cara’s povOne week later.The war was over. Derek and his cohorts have been defeated. And following his death His remaining warriors had fled seeing that their commander was gone.I was told that we chased them through the great woods, making sure that we weakened their forces, even as they fled deep inside the great woods. That was as good as dead, and because of that, we had stopped pursuing them. We were back to the east. Our home is currently in Brian's former pack. Everywhere was a beehive of activities as the pack was being rebuilt. From my position, I could see Garreth. His loyalty and dedication to his duty are worthy of commendation. He is directing some pack members on what to do.Also, there is Emily and Emma, with their mates. They have survived the war. They are in control of their people and together helping to rebuild the mafian wolf pack.“Enjoying the view” I turned, at the sound of the voice. It was Alpha alexander.His body was covered in earth from all the work.
Brian's povThe silence in the hall was deafening, broken only by the faint, uneven rhythm of Cara's shallow breathing. My hands were stained with her blood, and Derek's blood, who lay at the end of the hall, dead.Cara was dying and dying fast. Her heart was barely beating, slowly going to a stand still.Her body was so still, too still. My heart pounded violently in my chest. It felt like my heart was giving up. This is all my fault. Derek taunting words haunted me like a persistent shadow. I had shown compassion.This is my fault.If I hadn’t hesitated, if I hadn’t let my feelings cloud my instincts, none of this would have happened. Cara would have been alive and well. We would have won the battle and gone back to east ellorin filled with happiness, but my moment of weakness had caused her to be on the brink of death.I cradled her closer, her head resting on my chest. “Cara…” Her name escaped my lips as a broken whisper. “Please… please don’t leave me.”My wolf howled in anguish,
Cara povThe moment I jumped into the battlefield to help my people who were struggling, a loud sound rang throughout the battlefield. I stopped dead in my tracks, looking at the new arrivals from the west. And what I saw left me speechless. They were not more than twenty, but I could feel the faint connection through my fire.“Cupbearers…, no the forbidden,” like Debby had called them. They were cupbearers that had changed faction. Julia had told me that the discovery of the cupbearers that were sent on a mission, whereas a result of the betrayal of this group of cupbearers. They were given the ne the forsaken because they had forsaken their belief and helped to kill their own people.Everything now made sense. The mysterious would on Brian when he came back from the council. It was inflicted by the cup bearers and to think they have been working for Derek.The moral of the west troops rose as they saw their backup. They started pushing us back with great vigor, as casualties began
Cara’s POVSound of blaring war whistles and horns started blasting immediately, and we reached 10m of the gigantic pack. I divided my troops into two based on the agreed tactic we will use. Garreth, with the other commanders, led half of the tropes into the middle of the pack. Although it was risky and far more dangerous. Garreth had agreed without hesitation, and now they were in position patiently waiting for my signal despite the chaos going on in the pack.The other half of my troops led by alpha Alexander were back at the camp, in case of retreat. We exercised caution, knowing that the West was a foreign land to us. I was at my position. An undercover entrance to a mountain. The mountain wolves had disclosed a secret pathway I to the pack. That is where I will follow. I was following our mating bond that was still pulsing weakly.“On your command,” she said, hiding beneath shrubs. She had insisted that she would follow me.I nodded, “we attack” , The sound of the whistle rang
Cara’s POVThe weight of leadership was heavy, far heavier than I could have ever imagined. I stood at the edge of my tent, watching as our faction, which has now become the strongest fighting force of Eastern Ellorin, prepared for the long march ahead. After my bold declaration, some factions had come to join me on my quest to wage war against the western district. Currently, my faction is made up of the mafian wolf pack , which is the first group of people, then the pack of alpha Alexander ruled by the two sisters. The third is the mountain wolves that alpha Alexander came with. They are a group of wolves that secluded themselves from the activities of ellorin. Choosing to live in the mountains. But on hearing the legend of the pureblood, they had come out of their hiding shell. Plus, three others have come to join us. Making it a total of six different factions out of the twelve factions in the eastern district.Fires burned low, and the air was thick with tension. The once-vast E
Cara povThe voice of Emma pierced through the battlefield.“Brother”Wolves of different sizes jumped out of the nearby hills and mountains. They were viciously wolves, and of course, their peculiar scent of rogues permeated the air. But that was not the most stinking and distinguished thing that gave me a momentary pause. The main thing was the fine young man leading the wolf's.“Alpha Garreth!”His name left my mouth before I could stop it. Even the spiky haired warrior had to stop. Because of the sudden intrusion. He was still the same. His curly hair stood out, making him presentable. He wore a thick animal skin as an armor that did nothing to hide his bulging muscles.“How dare you bully my sisters” he scowled at Alpha Black and his cohorts before lunging at them in an intense battle of the strongest. The tempo of the war changed as I spotted a frown on the spiky warrior's face.“Plan not going as planned?” I taunted, now that the pressure had been moved away immensely, especial
Cara povAlpha Black was a strong alpha. Even though he likes to bite and run, it doesn't mean that he is weak. He chooses to hide his power and feign weakness so as to make you underestimate him, but it wasn’t for me. I have lived with him, and I know him and every trick he has up his sleeve. That was why I poured my strength in our first clash. meeting his charge head-on. Our blades clashed, the force of the impact sending a shockwave through the air.My sword vibrated from the impact. The force pushed me two steps back, but he only took a step back. To show you the disparity of strength.“foolish girl,you think you can stand against the Master’s will?” he snarled, his strength pressing against mine. As he charged for the second time.I had even underestimated him again. His strength was way above mine, without my bloodline being active. His words made me reconsider this Master from the western district. If alpha Black van willingly serves him as hid slave, that goes a long way to t
Cara’s POVThe Bluecreek Pack loomed ahead of us. The fortress ahead of me was nothing like the pack I grew up in. Its borders are marked by tall trees and a faint trail of smoke rising from within. From what I have heard, they were a combination of the Alliance. The merging of different neighboring packs and their Alpha into what they called the Alliance. It was them that led the attack on the mafian wolf pack. We had come for our revenge.I stood on a small hill overlooking the whole pack. the weight of the moment pressing against my chest. Behind me, a sea of rogue warriors stretched far, and they faced a mixture of determination and uncertainty. These were my people now, the Mafian Wolf Pack. The ones that remain to be exact. They had reluctantly accepted me as their Luna, and I knew some of them still doubted me.But I would prove them wrong.Garreth stood at my side, his presence a steadying force. He had become more than just an ally, and more than a friend, he was my anchor in