Liya’s POV"Alex?" Gunter scoffed. "Absolutely not! We can't just send one of our best warriors to live amongst rogues!""Why not?" I challenged; my voice laced with irritation. "Isn't that what you want? Trust? Open communication? Sending Alex would be a perfect first step.""It's too dangerous," Hunter argued, his voice calmer but no less firm. "We can't risk his safety."I rolled my eyes. "Please, spare me the dramatics. Alex can handle himself. Besides, if you're truly serious about building a future together, a little risk is inevitable."They remained silent; their expressions unreadable. The tension in the room was so thick I could practically chew on it.Finally, Gunter spoke. "Liya," he began, his voice heavy with regret, "we appreciate your suggestion. But sending a liaison to your pack… it's simply not possible at this time.Frustration bubbled up inside me. "Not possible? Or not what you want?" I pressed, my voice rising slightly."Both," Ryder growled, his eyes flashing w
Liya’s POVAdrenaline surged through me, erasing any lingering thoughts about the triplets and survival mode kicked in as I sidestepped the creature's lunging attack.It let out a frustrated roar and swiped at me again with a massive, clawed paw. I rolled away just in time, the beast's claws tearing through the earth where I had been standing a split second earlier.My eyes did a quick sweep of the features of the creature in front of me, looking for a physically obvious weakness. I noticed they had the features of a werewolf, but looked nothing like us.Pure dread flooded my veins. These weren't ordinary wolves – these were creatures from a nightmare, their hulking forms and glowing red eyes making me even more curious.Who, or in this case, what were they? And why were they attacking us?James, lunged at the nearest creature, but it was too fast. It swiped at him with a razor-sharp claw, tearing a deep gash across his chest.A guttural scream ripped from his throat as he stumbled ba
Liya’s POVA knot of unease tightened in my gut as the triplets and I huddled around the table in the study, piecing together the puzzle of the recent attacks.My wolf, being my other sense of reason (well, reason when it wasn't telling me to have sex with the triplets in completely inappropriate places), stirred within me.'There's something wrong, Liya,' she rumbled in my head, 'I don't like this.''What do you mean?' I pressed, feeling a little spooked.'I can't explain it,' she admitted, 'but the danger isn't over. The vampire… it feels like it's coming for us.'Coming for me? Why? What did the vampire want?I probably thought that out loud because my mates snapped their heads towards me. Shock and dread displayed on their features.Oopsie."Why would it be after you?" Ryder finally asked, his voice skeptical.I hesitated. "Because of the Moon Wolf," I admitted. "Now that my identity is out, maybe the vampire sees me as a threat."The triplets didn't respond immediately, but I cou
Liya’s POVThe news kept rolling in like a never-ending wave of bad luck. More attacks, more dead wolves. Packs, especially the smaller ones, were getting wiped out. It was like a massacre, a feeding frenzy for whatever the hell those creatures were.My wolf whined inside me, a constant thrumming of fear and frustration.Soon, the triplets were fielding distress calls from all directions. Smaller packs bore the brunt of the attacks, their warriors often outmatched and their defences easily breached.A heavy weight settled in my chest with each new report. Every life lost felt like a personal failure.The only thing that made me happy these days was seeing that James had recovered and was better.It was cute to see him spending a lot of time with his mate as he was slowly trying to get to know her better.And it warmed my heart to see that we still talked and we were still friends. While we were talking, he noticed my growing despondency and placed a consoling hand on my shoulder."It'
James.I opened my eyes to a view of clouds floating everywhere around me. I didn't know at first what to make of it until I looked below me and saw that I was indeed floating. I nearly screamed out my lungs, but then I saw another very incredible thing.Just before me, walking on the sky like it was a physical road, was an old woman. She seemed to be holding something. Her hands seemed folded that way to give the impression of her holding a thing."Do not be afraid! I come to give you a present," she said. I looked at her and did not see anything that looked even remotely like a present in her hands, but she still kept walking towards me. It was an entirely strange experience, and the strangeness only seemed to increase in strength as time went on."Stretch out your hands," she commanded. I felt my body having an irresistible urge to do as she said. And I did, stretching my hands to receive whatever gift she had for me.She stretched her hands too in a manner that seemed like she was
Liya’s POVWhy was an innocent wolf like me looked down on by these people? It was one underestimation after the other, and it annoyed me to my very core.I glanced at James wondering if he was the least bit affected by how they were talking to me. Why did I even care?‘Because he’s your best friend still,’ My wolf answered for me, and I smiled slightly.Partly because she was right, and partly because I noticed James clenching his fists, betraying the expressions his calm demeanor was trying to hide.The air crackled with tension so thick I could practically chew it. These Alphas, puffed up with pride and even puffier egos, were still throwing stink-eyes my way.Seriously, get over yourselves, furballs.We have bigger problems.I was impressed by my mates. They obviously weren't about to let a bunch of overgrown toddlers derail the meeting.Hunter launched into a detailed explanation of what they'd learned about the enemy."These creatures," he growled, slamming his fist on the table
Liya’s POVThe next few days, we began investigating and looking for clues. Each time we would think we were onto something, it turned out being a dead end.But all our efforts were not futile. We had arrived at a few facts, though they did not really help.We were brainstorming next steps to take in regards to our current lead. We needed a way to track this vampire, and fast.Suddenly, a voice piped up from the back of the room. It was Alice, the werewolf mate of a pack member.She was pretty, and I liked her big ears. She had blond hair and sharply upturned ears due to a mis-transformation with her wolf.I was certain she has gotten bullied for it, but I thought it was the cutest ear I had ever seen. She was shy, that was a taken."I might have some information," she said hesitantly, her voice low and cautious. All eyes turned to her, curiosity and suspicion warring in their gazes."Let us hear it, Alice," I said, my tone coming off a bit too sharp, but in my defense, it was due to
Liya’s POVThe revelation about Jafar's dead mate hung heavy in the air. It all made a twisted kind of sense now.A powerful vampire with a werewolf lover, brutally murdered by her own pack.‘Poor Charlotte,’ I internally mused. No wonder he was unleashing his fury on werewolves everywhere."So, Jafar's getting revenge for his dead girlfriend," I muttered, trying to process this whole mess. "But how exactly is he turning werewolves into those… things?"Alice sniffled, wiping her nose with a crumpled tissue. "They were mates, Alpha Liya," she corrected me gently. "There's a difference.""Okay, mates," I conceded with a sigh. "Still doesn't change the fact that he's on a werewolf-killing rampage."It had been a long day, so with no more questions to ask Alice, we dismissed her and the rest of the packs.Back in the pack house, I was with the triplets, and we were discussing all the new information we had gotten today from Alice.“That’s one hell of a story. It’s more dramatic than my ow
Liya’s Pov.Ever since Gunter saw me with Hunter and Ryder, he has been acting weird around me. Although, we had talked, I could tell he was still walking on egg shells around me.How could he even think I wanted just the two of them and not him? It was both funny and absurd at the same time.I decided to look for him, so I could speak to him and clear his doubts.Where could he be? My eyes scanned the room to see if I would be able to catch a glimpse of him, but everywhere I turned to was filled up with strange faces.I kept walking, trying by best to avoid contact with anyone. I walked until I stumbled Into a room, immediately closing the door and banging my head on it showing just how frustrated I was.It did not take long before I started hearing moans. It seemed l has barged into a room with people having sex."Sorry," I said trying my best to tender an apology and then trying to open the door. My eyes had merely scratched a bit of the view of the couple who were on the bed, and
Gunter’s POVLiya's smile, though small and heartbreaking, was the last flicker of light before she succumbed to the very darkness she had eradicated.The glow of her fur was dimmed, and it slowly disappeared as she allowed it to swallow her whole. Panic clawed at my throat.This couldn't be it. Not after everything we'd been through. “No. No. You can’t fucking leave us Liya! Not now, not ever!” I growled, holding her limp wolf form in my arms.My wolf felt disoriented, it was as good as death. Why was fate so cruel? Why would it take her from us again? Especially now, when everything was fine.It was depressing that my mate had to sacrifice herself, so others would live. My wolf howled within me, a loud and sad sound that reverberated the grief I felt within.We were a mess. Rage and despair twisted our features, a sight that chilled the onlookers to the bone.We snarled like cornered animals, ready to rip apart anything that dared approach Liya's still form.We'd fought tooth and na
Liya.Jafar's grin was a chilling sight, a cruel reflection of the devastation he'd unleashed.The cages groaned open, spilling forth a tide of snarling, monstrous figures. My heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs, fear a cold weight in my gut.The monsters were too much. I paled as I recalled the ones outside, currently killing more people. If these ones were to get out, it would be a disaster. It all had to end, here and now.We formed a tight circle, backs pressed together, silver weapons gleaming in our hands.I was in between Gunter and Ryder, who was beside Hunter. “We need to kill him first.” I muttered under my breath.Jafar watched us, his amusement evident. "Pathetic," he drawled, his voice dripping with venom. "Preparing to fight against your own kind. This is what happens when you mess with a vampire's vengeance."I mentally rolled my eyes. Like the vengeance wasn’t unfairly directed towards us.“The only way to kill a vampire is to stab his heart with a wooden s
Jafar.The world spun as the weight of his words crashed down on me. Executed? My beautiful Charlotte, gone? The air in the cage seemed to thin, making it difficult to breathe.I roared continuously; a sound laced with a primal grief that echoed through the damp stone walls.They snarled at the cage, fangs bared and claws extended. Laughter, cruel and mocking, filled the air. My vision blurred with a mix of rage and tears, a dangerous mix that simmered within me.Days bled into weeks, then months. The damp, dark dungeon became my new reality. They threw scraps of food at me, barely enough to keep me alive. But that wasn't their worst torture.One day, a lean werewolf with a nervous glint in his eyes entered my cage. He was the pack "doctor," tasked with experimenting on me. He shoved vials filled with strange, glowing liquids of different colors into my mouth.The concoctions were vile, some burning my throat like molten fire, others leaving me with a metallic tang that lingered for d
Liya.The air around me was heavy with tension as I approached the triplet’s tents. I could hear them bickering and it gave me intense joy. It was fun to watch them argue like children, especially when it came to matters concerning me.Ever since I was attacked by the vampire, they’ve been acting like my parents, always hovering around me and dictating what I should and shouldn’t do. However, unlike before, this time they were more open to what I wanted and what I didn’t want.I stood by the entrance of their room and was about to enter when I saw Gunter leave the room angrily.The argument must have been pretty serious for him to leave like that, he didn’t even spare a single glance at me.The room suddenly went silent as I strode into the tent, everyone staring at me like I had grown a second head.“Liya, what are you doing here?” Hunter asked, his eyes piqued with curiosity.“Nothing, Uhm.. you see… well, I came to pay you guys a visit.” I stuttered.“A visit?” Ryder repeated, furr
Jafar’s POV“We met under the full moon. She had just transformed, and I was hunting for dinner.” I started, my heart constricting with the grief that had aged in a matter of a few months, more than I have in the thousands of years I had lived.The irony of it all still stings. Hunger had led me to her clearing, an unexpected encounter that would rewrite my entire existence. But fate, it seems, has a cruel sense of humor.She was breathtaking under the moon's glow, her fur shimmering silver, eyes glowing with a primal energy that both terrified and enthralled me.Our fight was brief, more of a ruffle, and intentional physical contact than a true battle. When I finally pinned her down, expecting the usual snarls and threats, I was met with wide, curious eyes and a hesitant question."Why are you hunting in our land?" she'd asked, her voice a melody that resonated deep within me.I should have fled then, vanished into the night before the truth could complicate things. But something hel
Liya’s POVOver the next few days, the triplets were very reluctant to leave me. They’d come up with one excuse or the other each time I wanted them to leave.Some of them made sense, while other were just so ridiculously bizarre, they’d leave me speechless. One time, I wanted to soak in a bath, but they said they’d stay with me, in case I drowned.“There’s no way in hell I’m letting you stay with me while I soak in a bath.” I had told them, with a slight scowl on my face.“Good thing we are not in hell then.” Hunter had retorted. I looked between them, wondering what they were up to.If I was to soak in a bath, I’d be fucking naked. I was not ready for that kind of sexual tension. It’s bad enough as it is – when we work together in their study. Alone.The days were somewhat peaceful, but we all knew that there was danger lurking. Those few days were just the calm before the storm.And sure enough, the storm came. Raging and unapologetic.One of the guards in charge of the border patr
Liya’s POVThe forest floor felt welcoming beneath my throbbing back, the cool night air a balm on my sweat-slicked skin. But the triplets wouldn't hear of it.Apparently, a near-death experience with a vengeful vampire wasn't enough to convince them I was perfectly fine.Note the extreme sarcasm.I knew I was a bit weak, but I was fine. It was nothing serious.I had to remind them I had been doing fine on my own before our paths crossed again, but I knew that would start a war I wasn’t ready for. So I just let them do what they want and played along with it."Hospital," Ryder declared, his voice leaving no room for argument. "Now.""Guys, seriously," I groaned, pushing myself up to a sitting position. "I'm fine. Just a few scratches and a bruised ego, courtesy of Mr. Fangs-a-lot."Gunter knelt beside me; his brow furrowed in concern. "Scratches? Liya, you were wrestling a vampire! You could be internally bleeding, and we don’t know what he could have done to you!"“We also need to ma
Liya’s POVI could feel the sting of his fangs, they were about to enter my skin, but then, a jolt of energy surged through my body. The bright light that represented the moon wolf power surged through me.This time, it was hot and fast, you could say like lightening, but slightly slower.My guess is that it felt that way because it was repelling or neutralizing whatever little poison that had entered by body through that little pinch of Jafar’s fangs.He recoiled with a hiss, his hand flying away from my throat as if burned.Confusion battled with the pain throbbing in my chest. I clawed my way to my hands and knees, gasping for breath. My lungs burned, and a metallic tang filled my mouth."What… what was that?" Jafar snarled, his voice laced with a newfound tremor. "Why are you not turning?"Slowly, painfully, I pushed myself to my feet. My body ached like I'd been hit by a truck, but I was still standing. Still breathing. Still me.Ha-ha! His little magic didn’t work this time.I m