I didn't find Eleanora's words strange or ambiguous. She is the werewolf of this pack; she was born and raised in this pack. But she left the pack after meeting her mate.Everyone was wondering why I let Eleanora back. The pack's generals and staff protested, saying I was too good to them.I've already told them I will never write a rule that says I don't accept people who leave the pack and then decide to return.If I position myself as they do, perhaps I will leave this pack to seek tranquility elsewhere. Even though no pack will accept me, being a rogue isn't a bad idea."Alpha. I believe she has another purpose in coming to this pack; there's no way she return just because she misses being a doctor. She came to the pack when you met Luna." Sebastian took a chair and sat next to me.Sebastian was among those who objected when I received Eleanora. Beta even investigated Eleanora and enlisted the help of two warriors to keep an eye on her."Why are you bringing her up again?" I stare
Zion's POVDamn it!They attacked us before winter. They have broken their promise. It seems they are very ambitious to destroy this pack.I won't let it.I'm the same as Tayron, the Mountain Mist Pack won't fall into the big pack's hands. This pack will last forever.If everyone in this pack gives up the pursuit of peace, I'm not going anywhere. Tayron and I will guard this pack, and I will fight the enemies with my might.The Moon Goddess put me in Tayron's body because she believed I could be the alpha in charge of the pack. I'm lucky Tayron has the same thoughts and principles as me.Mountain Mist Pack is not a big pack. Five big packs are targeting us. They believe they can destroy us and claim our territory as their own.They are competing to attack us. If they won, not only would they feel proud and expand their territory, but they would be recognized as a powerful and feared pack.They are not cool, in my opinion. They attacked a small pack that did not have as many warriors a
Lavanya's POVWar again.I've just been a member of this pack for two weeks. I immediately felt the tension, heard the howls and growls of the wolves on the battlefield, and saw hundreds of pack members cowering in fear, and also warriors with nearly their entire bodies bandaged.I don't like war. I'm sure many people hate war as much as I do.War brings anguish and suffering. Only those who start wars can experience the joy and pleasure that victory gives.I looked at the beautiful moon; she was alone in the dark sky. The Moon Goddess might be there watching over us.The night is supposed to be a time for rest, but virtually all the male wolves are battling tonight to defend this pack and drive away the enemies disrupting the tranquility.I sat on the balcony of the room. If war broke out early in the morning or late in the afternoon, I would go to the peace house on the mountain, which was set up for those who wished to stay away from the war.I put my hand into my jacket pocket. To
One week ago, the Tayron pack was attacked by the River Cube Pack. They were thankful that no one died and that they did not add to their grief.However, when they fought the Blue Sea Pack last night, 18 warriors and four staff packs were killed.They died with honor. They are the pack's heroes, and they deserve to be honored.The Mountain Mist Pack has a special graveyard for heroes at the mountain's base. Trees surround the cemetery so they don't feel the heat.The cemetery is never empty since many people come daily to pay their respects and commemorate those who have died.This pack has a problem with limited land. They burned the corpses and put them in jars because there was no more empty land in the cemetery.Thirty years ago, eight great packs attacked this pack together, and many died. The chaotic situation and tremendous sadness they felt when they discovered the horrible condition of the remains forced them to bury them in the same pit.There are three types of graves in th
Tayron's POVTowards the end of the year and at the start of winter, my pack lost 22 people, the warriors and staff packs we were proud of. Those who bravely fight the enemy on the battlefield.Occasionally, many staff packs will volunteer to attack the enemy. There are only a few of them, but they are valuable because they desire to defend the pack; their patriotism is genuinely exceptional, rather than those who leave the pack for fear of death.I hope as Beta stated at the funeral, that this is the last time we lose friends in the war. If our desire is too heavy for the Moon Goddess to grant, at least don't take dozens of lives from this pack on the battlefield.We are deeply saddened, and this pack will be silent for a week in memory of their loss.I don't understand why almost every week, the enemies attack us. Maybe because it's the year-end in two months, they want to have an achievement this year that they can be proud of next year.Fuck! They were useless people that shouldn'
I jumped from the tree and landed in a standing stance on the ground. I crouched down and descended the thirty-meter-deep chasm, my hands clutching the surrounding branches."Lavanya," I shouted. No answer. I panicked at the thought of Lavanya possibly fainting.The river is twenty meters from the ravine. But rarely do people come to the river in winter.I've arrived below. I couldn't find Lavanya anywhere, and I just realized I didn't smell her.I swallowed hard and didn't let any negative thoughts arise in my brain.I looked for Lavanya and shouted her name, and called her through the mind link.There are a lot of bushes in this ravine. It's winter now, and most of the animals are hibernating.I didn't locate Lavanya's blood; I didn't hope she would be harmed, but there were roses near where she landed."Lavanya. Don't hide, please." I grabbed my hair, frustrated. My heart was beating so fast, like a drum.Lavanya's screams, as she fell into the abyss, repeat in my head like a broke
Lavanya's POVMy body ached and was cold; I felt like I was sleeping on a pile of snow.I'm going to freeze and blend in with the snowdrifts.I looked around and hugged my shivering body. I'm wearing a warm sweater; I'm a werewolf, but why am I cold?I sat and moved to the far corner of the room. I buried my head in my knees and hugged my bent knees.I don't know where I am.This room contains nothing. The lamp is very bright until I can see the immaculate white floor.The awful memories came back to haunt me till I couldn't breathe. Choking me and tying my feet up.I can't run anywhere. I couldn't open my eyes because those hands gripped my neck tightly.I want to run.Strange.This room is bright, but I feel dark.This room is spacious, but I feel short of breath.This room is freezing, but I worked up quite a sweat; I'm not doing anything.I can't move."Tonight is your time to satisfy me, and I spend mine with you." The man looked at me intensely and sharply. His dark eyes were ba
I dumped snow on my hair and sweater. Maybe my skull would have fractured, and I lost much of my blood if there hadn't been a pile of snow on the ground. Will I get a concussion and amnesia?If I have amnesia, I will forget the bad memories that always try to take over my consciousness. I am happy; my mind will not torment me anymore.But I will also forget my parents, my brother, my mate, and all the good memories. I don't want to forget all my memories with my mother.So I choose not to have amnesia rather than forget those I love. I will continue to fight those scary memories.I rose and patted the white snow lumps on my jeans. My wolf laughed, surprised and delighted to see me fleeing and falling into an uncool position.I looked up to stare at the vents with a big grin. I managed to escape!God, I had no idea running away would be so much fun. My heart doesn't beat fast, and I don't feel pain; I feel happy and satisfied.This is the second time I've run away. When I ran away from