That praise-kink didn’t last long the moment we arrived back at our fortress.It vanished the moment the letter from Chancellor Caesar Franklin, the leader of all packs, landed on my desk. My desk, not Zarion’s. It bears the news of the upcoming annual meeting of all werewolf packs. Our pack, the Volatile Hounds Pack, held the prestigious position of being the leading and strongest pack within the borders of the Misty Forest, thanks to the efficient management of Alpha Zarion and myself, Luna Cassidy.I’m no longer human. I can finally feel me being a leader of a pack of werewolves has been worth it. I’m no longer the whiny human who cries every time my knee is wounded. I’m now a Luna, the Queen of the Volatile Hounds Pack. No longer human, no longer weak. As I read the letter, my thoughts were interrupted by Bridgette, my trusted Beta and friend. She had heard rumors about another pack that was on the brink of extinction, but the name eluded her. The word had spread that
Laughter erupted in the room, a release of tension brought about by the Chancellor's cutting remark. Brandon's face contorted with a mixture of anger and humiliation, his own pack members glancing at him with unease.Somehow, that pitiful face of his brought happiness in me too. It was clear that his reputation had taken a hit, and the tides of fate are beginning to shift.I couldn't help but feel a flicker of satisfaction at the Chancellor's response. The playing field was being leveled, and it was up to us to seize the opportunity. As the meeting continued, I found myself immersed in thoughts of revenge, my determination solidifying. The Rogues would be mine, and justice would be served. But for now, I had to play the game. I had to bide my time, gather support, and strike when the moment was right. When I locked eyes with Alpha Zarion, I knew he shared the same unwavering resolve as mine. The battle for power had begun, and neither Brandon nor anyone else in that room had any id
The anticipation in the air was palpable as our pack gathered in the heart of the forest, surrounded by ancient trees that seemed to whisper encouragement and strength.Alpha Zarion and I stood side by side, united in one purpose—to train our wolves for the upcoming war that loomed on the horizon. This wasn't just about survival; it was about protecting everything we held dear.This fight with Hestia is not just my fight—this is our fight. Each and everyone of us.With a determined glint in my eyes, I looked out at the assembled wolves, each one brimming with potential. They were more than just members of our pack; they were family. We had come a long way together, and now, it was time to push our limits even further.“Listen up, everyone!" I called out, my voice projecting with utter confidence. I never trained with this many people before, but I will do this. “The time has come for us to prepare for the battle that awaits us. Our enemies, the Madfur Claws Pack, may be formidable but
When the Chancellor finally concluded his speech, determination and dread overflowed within me like an empty glass of water being filled with heavy rain. This was it—the moment we had been preparing for, waiting for. The battle that would determine our pack's future. My future. The meeting was adjourned, and Alpha Zarion and Alpha Brandon exchanged a tense handshake right in front of us pretending to be solemn and diplomatic.Deep inside, I know he wants to flip his brother over to the floor and stab him in the heart. But the Chancellor is watching. So as other pack leaders and their respective Lunas.A deep, resonant gong echoed through the room, signaling the end of the gathering. It was a chilling sound, creepy sound. One that seemed to reverberate in my bones. There was no turning back now. The dice had been rolled, and the fate of our pack was sealed.You can do this, Cassidy. My wolf, Sellene, is indeed reassuring as ever. We can do this. I know I can. But fear…it i
I remembered the path towards my Grandmother’s castle—our castle—is not as rough as this. Small mountains of snow covered the road, twigs and rocks everywhere. And icicles lined the area like some strayed spears protecting someone.As we set off towards the grandmother's castle, a mix of emotions churned within me. Fear, determination, and hope are all warring inside me as if I’m one hell of a giant blender.I love my grandmother so much. I missed her too. I know that she hates me now that I left her for a man—for an Alpha—at the age of eighteen. But I have a feeling that she'll set aside some personal dilemmas once she sees them. She’s not safe right now, neither me and Bridgette, but we’re going to push through this shitshow.Night came but still we ventured forth. The moon cast eerie shadows across the forest floor, haunting our path subtly. I couldn't shake the feeling that we were being watched, especially since it was only the two of us.But with Bridgette by my side
Damn them.I already have some suspects in my mind. I sure do. I hate to say it’s Brandon and Hestia but they are definitely the first ones that come to mind. But I couldn't confirm if it was really them.Not yet. Not when I haven't yet seen my grandmother.Crying has brought me to my knees. And as I succumbed to it, I saw Hestia together with a familiar Rogue that we once captured. Her helping her escape is the only best explanation on why she’s here. I forgot her name. It doesn't matter. What matters is… they are now allies.And they are one enemy of mine. “You—” I said, pointing my finger at them, my teeth gritting. “What did you do to my grandmother?!”Hestia hummed, then both of them chortled. “That was your grandma? We ate her. Sorry, Cass.” Hestia muttered my nickname mockingly and scrunched her nose at me. My heart’s pounding can be heard by the entire forest. My blood roared in my ears. My mind raced, trying to process the unimaginabl
It’s a miracle the next day started beautifully.But I know this will not end with beauty. Either for Hestia or for me, I don’t care. I’m just going to make sure that I am still smiling at the end of the day.I strode purposefully through the grand entrance of the arena, my heart beating with excitement and anticipation. The familiar scent of sweat and adrenaline enveloped me, filling me with a heady mix of lightness and trepidation.Luna Hestia walked beside me, her steps hesitant. Almost as if she were trying to hide something. But I knew better. I had seen her in action before, witnessed her power firsthand. She was far from weak, even if she chose to conceal it.I am stronger than her. Better.I glanced at Hestia, noting the subtle shift in her demeanor. Her eyes darted around nervously, but I knew the true reason behind her unease. Alpha Brandon, the imposing figure who commanded respect from everyone in his pack, had been watching her.Even if I don’t manage to kill her, I’m sur
The arena seemed to fade away as I focused all my energy on the battle unfolding before me. The clash of steel on steel filled the air, accompanied by grunts of exertion. Each blow landed with a resounding impact, reverberating through my body. I didn’t expect a weapon to come between us. Am I happy? No. I rather have my bare fists land on Hestia’s jaw. Hestia was quick and agile, her movements fluid and calculated. She attacked with a ferocity that matched my own, and I knew that this fight would push me to my limits. Perhaps our encounter yesterday just fueled her desire further. But I refused to back down. I never will. I had spent months honing my skills, perfecting my techniques. I would not let it all go to waste. So this is how it felt like to fight for your life, to fight so that you may have a life ahead. A better future. Warm blood gushed down from my nose, and it was enough to pull me back to my warrior mindset. We circled each other, e