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.Rage surged through me as I dismissed Hank. The weight of his story hung heavy in the air, and the anger I felt towards the cruelty of his pack simmered just beneath the surface. But for now, we needed to see what he was talking about. We needed to go to the forest.The forest was silent, but for the echo of leaves rustling, as my mates and I ventured into the deepest parts of the forest looking for the rumored lifeless body of monsters.Our footsteps were hushed by the thick carpet of fallen leaves that blanketed the forest floor, and the air was heaving with the smell of blood. The farther we got, the more it seemed like the rumors about everyone turning into monsters were a myth.However, suddenly, we stumbled upon a sight that froze me in my tracks. All the pack members had turned into monsters.My heart sank at the sight of the many werewolves that had been prowled into monsters.“It’s impossible,” I murmured, my voice trembling with shock.” “There are so many of them. Who