Fergus Black paced around the room, pondering on how he should tackle the problem that was currently facing him. He had been fortunate enough to hear about the reopening of Fuller’s death case before it got to the public eye and he quickly moved to create alliances and partnerships with his allies and he forged new alliances as well. Surprisingly, the Fuller had a lot of enemies and it was pretty easy to get everyone to work towards one common goal — eliminating the Fuller dynasty for good. With the Fullers gone, there would be no major resistance on both side stopping him from achieving his lifelong dream of becoming the number one Alpha in the supernatural world. He vaguely remembered the first time he spoke to Logan Fuller about his dream, soliciting his support and that of this pack with the promise of making him his right-hand man. He had been expecting nothing less than a positive response from him. They had been best friends from childhood and had done everything together, he
“I don’t think this is a good idea, Logan.” Amy began. “Let’s just be on our way to dinner, then go back home to our kids.” Logan ignored her and turned the car around. “Did you hear me, Logan? You don’t have to shut me out, you know?” Amy said, feeling slightly offended at his actions. “I have to hear what he has to say. Fergus hasn’t spoken to me in months and if he wants to distance himself from the plot, it would help cause disarray in their camp.” Logan began, stealing occasional glances at Amy as he sped down the road. “If there’s the slightest chance that this can happen, I’m willing to risk it all to see it through.”“What if it’s a trap to lure you and do something bad to you?” Amy argued, hoping to change his mind. Logan could be one of the most thickheaded people in the universe whenever he had his mind set on something. He had blind loyalty when it came to people he loved and Fergus Black was one of them, there was nothing he wouldn’t do for him despite their recent di
As tensions increase and conflicts begin to boil, the incoming war which had been predicted to happen sooner rather than later looms on the horizon, this time it casts a shadow of doubt and fear over all the worlds connected to the supernatural. With the peace of the werewolf world teetering on the brink of chaos, both sides brace themselves for the now inevitable clash, quite aware of the fact that the effect of the aftermath of this battle will shape the course of history forever. In the middle of the raging storm, leaders from different factions met to strategize one final time, new alliances were created and armies were mobilized and eager to rush into battle. The beating of the drums of war could be heard throughout the lands, signifying the beginning of the war. Diplomats and non-faction members were engaged in tense negotiations with both parties in a bid to avoid the war but their promises of brokering peace fell on deaf ears, there would be no ceas-fire, till one party was d
The war cry could be heard over the field as everyone fell silent immediately. It was there. The reason why everyone gathered here today would soon be upon them, the war was about to start. This conflict was deeply rooted in a long-lasting feud that hadn’t yet been forgiven and a series of grievances and betrayals across both worlds had reached its apex now every faction sought retribution for the wrongs that had been meted out to them in the past and had festered as the years rolled by, not caring it would threaten the peace of the supernatural world. Nothing was going to satisfy either faction's quest for blood. Both factions shared the same goal and desire, they aimed to gain revenge and settle whatever difference they had on the battlefield as well as establish supremacy over the other. Lucien and Fergus' eyes were fixed on each other from across the field ends where both wolves stood on all fours, having shifted immediately they heard the war cry ring out. They both had the simi
Alaric forced his eyes open, a splitting headache following suit. He blinked rapidly trying to remember how he got here in the first place. Groaning, he forced himself off the cold ground and looked around the room. Despite the pain, he forced himself to remember what had happened. His last memory was one consisting of his father but the details were hazy to piece out properly. He dragged his feet towards the door. “Is anyone there?” He screamed as best as he could, slamming his fists into the door. He heard shuffling on the other side of the door, which made him shift backward in anticipation. He was prepared to fight his way through if he had been kidnapped by the Fullers. His father was going to war soon and he had to be next to him, he wouldn’t accept cowering in a dark room when the fate of his pack hung in the balance. The door was thrown open and a burly man walked in, Alaric could see the man and he was weighing his options if it came down to a duel. He hadn’t properly go
Alaric was consumed by grief and an even greater desire for revenge. It’s been weeks since the death of his father and the decimation of the Black pack. He had been working hard to pick up the pieces of the rubble the Fuller left behind. It was over for the Black pack, their prestige, and honor were in the dirt now. Their allies had cut all ties to them and they were left alone, vulnerable to any attack from anyone that might consider turning the Black pack into a subsidiary. Alaric faced the backlash hea-on, he had nothing to lose. It was expected that defeat would come at a huge price and losing his father hadn’t helped either but he was determined to make it work by any means possible. He owed it to his father to revive the Black name and restore its former glory no matter how long it might take. He had to do something big, something that would shake the very core of the supernatural world, a statement that would be heard loud and clear throughout. He had a plan in process and he
Orfilia had spent the whole of the day of the battle pacing up and down the house in worry, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that something might go wrong. They had planned meticulously, ticking every right box and making sure nothing could go wrong. She hadn’t been on good terms with the Fuller brothers ever since Slyvia stepped foot in the mansion but a little part of her still cared about them. She had several topics she wanted to run through with them but with Slyvia always around and the battle brewing, she has decided to wait till the storm is over. Slyvia might be a pain in her ass but she was damn good at her job and she could understand why the brothers wanted her around. She wasn’t particularly jealous over the special relationship they had but she would’ve loved it if she wasn’t so neglected like she had been over the past month. She walked back into the house with a sigh, she had to do something that would take her mind off her worries before she lost it. She had it
The battle would be talked about for years and years to come, the fierce war between rival werewolf packs that raged on for days. The battle was bloody, alliances had been forged and alliances had been broken on the field of war, and numerous lives were lost in each pack’s bid to come out superior. But despite the chaos, turmoil, and bloodshed, the Fuller pack and their allies had emerged victorious against all odds. The supernatural world now stood at the precipice of a new era, grappling with the aftermath of the conflict. One thing was certain after this, the impact, both positive and negative, would ripple across worlds, factions, and individuals.The Fuller pack and their allies led by the wise and courageous Alpha, Lucien, fought with unwavering determination seeking revenge against the unwarranted killing of Logan and Lily Fuller and also, to wrestle back power from Fergus Black as he threatened to disrupt the fragile peace between the supernatural world and the human world by
There were a lot of emotions cramped in the room. From shock, to and and disbelief. Lucas and Liam sat in the dimly lit room. The curtains were closed and every opening of the basement room was locked to prevent anybody from hearing or knowing that they were even there. They were dealing with a very fragile situation, one that required total silence, concentration being away from the world. They were in the basement the Packhouse, looking at the letter which had arrived some days ago. And the words in the letter just told them what exactly they needed to hear. Elara's involvement in the whole thing just told him how blind they had been the whole time. He wondered why they hadn't even arrested her at first. But he knew that things were already OK. There were no more killings or strange events for two days now and he was very happy about it. They knew, however, that they still had to watch the Pack for some time before concluding that everything was really ok. In the meantime they h
Thr sun was starting to rise from the horizon when Lucien woke up. He was very tired but he knew he couldn’t not waste any more time. He had things to do and wasting wasn't one of them. Thankfully he had found the potion the previous day. He wondered how he had forgotten about it when it was the most important thing in the mission besides the map. He felt so stupid and berated himself mentally after finding out that that was the only thing holding back their mission. He had seen how vexed his guard was over what was going on but he didn't say anything. The guard looked quite frustrated and Lucien could tell that the guard was gradually getting tired of the mission.It was almost a week that they had been in the wild, travelling to get to the location. Well, he hoped that this would change a lot of things and they wouldkl be able to find the abductor and release Orphillia. He wanted to go for a run in the woods but he said no, not when the potion was around. He didn't trust anybody,
Lucien woke the next day with a very happy look on his face. He knew that their mission was going to come to an end soon but he was also aware that this was even the hardest part of the journey, defeating the abductor and taking Orphillia back. He remembered every signal advice he had gotten before he began to make his way here. He didn't forget any of them and had lived by the word since then. They had served him well though. He was also proud of himself that he had thought outfield thr bo in one of those occasions and spotted that the first guard was different. That was how he had been able to defeat the enemy that was sent to kill him but the other guard helped him as well. He slowly roused from the floor where he had passed out last night and looked around. He saw the guard in the distance. He was hunched over a fire, not moving at all. The morning was still very cold and a sbti dark also. The guard turned around, seeing that he was awake. "How is it going?" The guard greeted h
Without wasting more time, Alaric immediately held her and moved her towards the chair that was already waiting at the side of the room. He immediately placed her on the chair and began to tie her with the ropes he had gotten. He made sure to tie her so tightly that she wouldn't be able to shift at all if she tried to. The chair was connected to a very strong platform that would guarantee she could not move or fall if she wanted to. He wanted to keep her immobile and if it required killing her, then he wouldn't have much headache getting it done quickly. At the same time he wondered how he had become evil all of a sudden. But he knew it wasn't his fault. It was the case he was after. He wanted her all to himself but things didn't go the way he wanted, so he was going to make sure everyone else felt the same pain he had been going through and the ones he would go through if he lost everything. He walked out of the room and locked it immediately, shutting off the emotions and the sen
Orphillia knew damn well that Alaric had lost his senses the moment she woke up to hearing some sounds in the living room. She left her room immediately and began to walk towards the direction of the sound, her heart beat getting more and more louder as she neared the sound. That's when she peeked, hiding by the other side of the wall and hoping he wouldn't see her. He was walking around the living room with a very bad look that suggested he was in some sort of trouble. She thought about the evil Alphas he had told her about and wondered if they were the reason he couldn't even get a good night's rest. He was always walking around looking so worried and getting pissed by the smallest things. She had no idea what was happening to him and hoped that he would recover from whatever it was he was going through at the moment. But at the same time she knew that he couldn't recover from it all alone. Maybe he needed some help, she thought. But when she thought about that, she remembered ti
A few Pack members were walking down the mansion mansion they heard a thud. Wanting to know what it was, they rushed towards the scene immediately, curious to know what had fallen and what they saw shocked them.They began to scream when they realised that someone had fallen on the ground and it had culminated in a very bloody and gory scene. She looked so broken so various parts of her body stuck out in unnatural and awkward angles. Her neck was twisted and it hung loose from the rest of her body. Hearing the screams, one of the guards immediately rushed towards the screen with a very worried look on his face and as soon as he saw the body, the other guards around were alerted to the scene immediately. The guards were very shocked as they saw the scene. They immediately altered the two Alphas who were in the living room, discussing. "Alpha," the guard rasped as he ran into the room, his voice shaking. They immediately stopped what they were doing and listened to the guard. "It's
"So nobody knows the name of this man, not even his workers? Must be quite mysterious indeed" Liam asked, looking worried as he tried to remember anything like that. He felt as if he had been told about it before but he remembered nothing. He simply gave up, looking very worried."And that reminds me, Lucas." They communicated through the mindlink now, wanting to keep some of the things they said secret."I remember the general had gone with some guards to the inn on that day, do you remember him saying anything that must give us a clue as to what this man's name is?" He asked his brother. But Lucas said no. "I mean if the general said anything you should have even recorded it right?" Lucas replied after shaking his head.They continued to stand there, each of them thinking about the things that were happening before them. He was happy that they were getting somewhere at least. Lucas knew that the Inn was a place where a lot of people gathered everyday, and he also knew that connectio
The reality of the situation soon spread among the guards there. They were quite shocked at what was happening and wondered if there was any way things could be resolved quickly. Lance, who had caught the courier, was the first person who seemed to suggest something about it. The other few guards who were with him seemed to be confused about what to do. He strictly informed his fellow guards to say nothing about what had happened to anybody until it was resolved. After that he decided that the best action would be to take the matter up to the Alphas and see what they were going to do about it. "So what is it going to be?" The other guards asked, as soon as each and everyone of them noticed what was happening. "I am taking both to the Alpha as proof. And once he confesses, we will see what the Alphas will do about it. I think that's all we need to do now." He said, sounding very tense. "Don't you think you might be disturbing? It's late already. You wouldn't want to-" one of the gu
Alaric was deeply worried as he stared in the living room, his head buried in thoughts as he thought about the things that had been going on lately. He was very worried about a lot of things and wished he could just get his kind off them but it seemed impossible. He couldn't understand why things were happening this way but he knew he had to endure every moment of it and look for answers. But the strange thing was that he had been looking for answers for days now and he had not yet found any. The death of the Seer couldn't be explained till this moment. He wondered what might have brought about that, if he had been attacked or something relating to it, but he still got no answers. Every now and then, he sensed Orphillia's presence behind him. He knew she was probably wondering why he was feeling that way, why he was moody all the time. He had already gotten over her behavior which he found quite annoying. He wished she could just chill and stop proving him with her worried looks an