Drew
"There is nothing particularly unusual, except that he took his time assembling his men to accompany him". Regardless of what the spy I sent claims, I trust my instincts, and they tell me something about his arrival is off, especially considering he may have killed his father to claim the alpha title.Arnold is not someone who prioritizes the pack; if he did, he would have learned that from his father.I did try to persuade my father against it, but he insists it’s a way to repay Alpha Anderson for his past kindness towards me, so it wouldn’t hurt to reciprocate.Still, why did Arnold bring most of the strongest warriors from his pack? It all seems very suspicious.I picked up my phone and called Felicity. "Hey, could you do me a favor and keep an eye on Arnold and my father?" I asked. "Sure, it seems your father enjoys lecturing people," she replied with a hint of sarcasm. "Oh, so you’re already on it?" I responded, and she laughed.A few minutes earlier, Luna Lagartha donned her cloak in the pack house before making her way to Alpha Arnold, who was seated on the couch engrossed in a book. He appeared dignified in that moment, making it hard to believe he was a man of questionable character. Upon sensing her approach, he smiled and greeted her, "Lagartha," his voice smooth and sweet, reminiscent of honey—no one else, not even winter, addressed her in such a manner. He rose and placed the book on the side table. "Tomorrow, we will proceed as planned," he informed her, to which she nodded in agreement. "That's good, but I've noticed that the pack's security has tightened a bit," she remarked, and he acknowledged her observation with a nod. He had indeed noticed the changes, but he was confident that with the support they had, they would be an unstoppable force. "Lagartha," he called her again, clicking his tongue playfully. "Or should I say Luna Lagartha? How is your husban
LagarthaWhat was I thinking? Allowing that pup to kiss me was a mistake I won't repeat. To ensure Winter remains unaware of my encounter with Arnold, I masked his scent that was evident in my body. The day of our rebellion is nearly upon us. We have assembled enough warriors to challenge the Crimson pack. The thrill of victory is tantalizingly close. "Mother, what I promised you will soon be realized, bringing peace to our people. I hope you take pride in this," I declare, a wicked grin spreading across my face. If I can conquer the Crimson pack, the rest will be easy, as their fates will rest in my hands.This day has been a long time coming, and it is almost here. Winter enters the room, announcing, "Lagartha, everything is ready. We depart at dawn, my love." I return his affection with a sweet smile and embrace him.He is such a fool, never questioning my commands; he follows them blindly. Soon, Winter, you will be my next target. I will end
Third person's pov Arnold's men took their positions within the pack house, moving about as if they were merely wandering. However, their true intent was far more sinister; they were biding their time, waiting for the signal to launch their attack and eliminate anyone who stood in their way.They exchanged laughter, mocking the Crimson pack for their apparent lack of vigilance on this particular day, unlike the previous ones. It seemed to them that their moment had finally arrived, and they reveled in the thought of the pack's impending downfall.Meanwhile, Lagartha and her team prepared for the assault. Some were assigned to infiltrate the East side, while others would breach the main gate and penetrate the heart of the pack. They had effectively surrounded their target, having masked their scent and rendered themselves nearly invisible with the help of Lagartha's magic, they wouldn't be able to see them coming. Their plan was to strike swiftly and decis
DrewIt no longer surprises me that a war is raging on. Just the other day, I received a call from one of my informants embedded within the Arcade pack, alerting me to their plans to rally warriors for an assault on my territory.My suspicions about the Arcade pack began to grow when we started investigating this mysterious drain substance. Felicity's account of what she witnessed only intensified my concerns. It couldn't possibly be a mere coincidence, I told myself, and from that moment, I made it my mission to keep a close watch on their movements.It's no wonder they have set their sights on my pack, the strongest of them all. If they can take us down, they would eliminate a significant portion of their problems. So, I took action, reaching out to our neighboring allies to bolster our ranks, particularly the Blue Moon pack. The alpha there, who is also grappling with the drain issue, offered me tremendous support. Security has tightened recently becaus
DrewThe battle proved to be far more challenging than I had anticipated; these warriors were well-prepared. I fought valiantly, determined to track down Alpha Winter through the dense woods. Suddenly, a searing pain pierced my abdomen, as if a knife had been plunged into me.The agony was intense, but it was the fear that gripped me even more. My heart raced—Felicity had been stabbed. Ignoring the pain, I dashed toward the location where I believed she was, my mind racing with panic. No, not my mate, I thought desperately. Just then, the pain inexplicably vanished.I halted, breathless. Is she dead? My heart thudded in my chest, yet I sensed she was still alive. Lost in my thoughts, I was jolted back to reality by the sound of footsteps. As I turned, a massive wolf lunged at me.I narrowly dodged its attack but stumbled and fell. It charged again, and I quickly regained my footing, evading its strike once more. The scent of this wolf was overpowe
WinterWhat on earth? The sheer magnitude of his power nearly cost me my life, but thankfully, that protective magic saved me. I can't help but wonder who cast it. As Felicity hurled Lagartha aside to rush to the lifeless alpha Dominic, I dashed over to my mate, who now resembled a mere shadow of her former self, her spirit seemingly extinguished.Damn it, I had intended to strike Drew, yet it was alpha Dominic who bore the brunt of the attack. One thing is clear: Drew will come for me, seeking vengeance. I’m not sure how much more we can endure in this war; we’ve already suffered too much.As I sprinted with Lagartha, the rain began to fall, gradually dousing the flames around us. Still, I pressed on through the heat; lingering here would mean certain death.FelicityI couldn’t wrap my head around what the Luna had just accused me of. We had just lost alpha Dominic, and now she was trying to pin the blame on me.I stood up and r
Arnold I barely managed to escape as the world around me ignited in flames. I sought refuge, but the fire eventually subsided, giving way to a gentle rain. Confusion washed over me as I pondered what had transpired.I needed to navigate my way out of the crimson pack territory before I was discovered. I sprinted through the forest for hours, stopping frequently to catch my breath. In the distance, I spotted a hut and considered seeking shelter there. It seemed I had strayed far from the Crimson pack, and uncertainty gnawed at me about how I would return to my own.As I pushed open the front door and stepped inside, I was surprised by the spaciousness of the interior, which belied the hut's modest exterior. It appeared somewhat tidy, as if someone had recently occupied it.Just as I was about to leave, a voice startled me, asking, "Aren't you the Native pack alpha?" I turned to see a man who looked to be in his sixties, his gaze fixed on
FelicityWe laid alpha Dominic to rest among his ancestors, and it was undeniably a somber day for everyone involved. Drew masked his pain well, but I could sense the turmoil within him, echoing my own sorrow.Luna Claire, on the other hand, chose not to attend her husband's funeral. The reality of his death weighed heavily on her, and while I empathize with her grief, I cannot fathom why she seeks to place the blame on me.I felt a surge of gratitude when Drew defended me, yet it does little to change the way she regards me with such bitterness.As soon as the burial concluded, Arnold's image dominated the media—every magazine, every article, every news broadcast. I remain uncertain about my mate's intentions regarding the Arcade pack.At this moment, he is an enigma, reminiscent of his former self. "What will you do now?" I inquired, and he turned to me, admitting, "I don't know."I wrapped my arms around him, and he leaned int
Alpha Altair is not naive; he is well aware that Alpha Kendrick will not overlook this situation and will undoubtedly send someone to capture his mate. He has long sought an opportunity to strike against the Full Moon Pack, and now that moment has arrived. Exiting his room, he closed the door behind him and immediately spotted two werewolves, confirming that Alpha Kendrick had indeed fallen into his scheme. A smirk crossed his face as he walked past them, feigning ignorance of their presence. After a short distance, he summoned one of his shadow warriors, instructing, "Keep watch over my quarters." The warrior swiftly disappeared into the night. Meanwhile, Maya settled down her meal on the tray, having eaten her fill. It was time to devise her escape plan. She could not remain idle; the thought of being mated to a werewolf was unbearable, and she questioned why Alpha Kendrick would willingly offer her to anyone. However, she recalled snippets of conversation among the warriors wh
Maya pleaded with her parents and brother, her voice trembling as she said, "Please don’t go, don’t leave me. I can’t face this without you. Take me with you." However, they all wore the same serene smile, which left her confused. She couldn’t comprehend their expressions; they had been taken from her, and she felt desperate for them to take her along. Instead, they were offering her their final farewell. Suddenly, she caught a familiar scent in the air, one that enveloped her senses. This wasn’t the moment to be distracted by a fragrance. As she opened her eyes, she realized the room was completely dark. "Is this a dungeon?" she wondered, but then a voice broke the silence, saying, "Oh dear, this is not a dungeon. Are you implying my room isn’t suitable? I can’t complain, though, since it’s not really mine." She sat up, straining to see the source of the voice. Closing her eyes and reopening them didn’t change her surroundings; she was still enveloped in darkness. Was this some
As alpha Kendrick emerged from his shock, he demanded, "What did you just say to me?" She reiterated, "I said your offspring will die when they turn sixteen." In response, one of the warriors struck her, causing her to collapse to the ground. She realized she had to kill alpha Kendrick before she is completely knocked out."Bring her to me," he ordered, and they pulled her across the floor toward him. A smirk appeared on her face as he seized her by the hair, glaring at her with contempt. "Repeat what you have just said," he insisted. She met his gaze, and instead of fear, he was met with a smile. In an instant, she cast a spell, causing him to release her hair and clutch his throat, gasping for air. "Alpha!" the warriors shouted in alarm.Alpha Altair stood frozen, observing the scene unfold before him. Before she was dragged in, her scent had enveloped him, she probably is his Kendrick's prisoner, but then his wolf had recognized her as his mate.He struggled to maintain his composu
In a fog-laden forest, a woman lay bound, her legs and hands restrained, her mouth gagged, she who is teetering on the edge of consciousness. Two warriors guiding her while four others prepared their evening meal, laughter echoing through the trees.Struggling to breathe, she had been a captive for days, deprived of food and water. One soldier, noticing her frailty, taunted, "What? Thirsty? Should I offer you my piss instead?" Their laughter rang out, mocking her plight.Exhausted and devoid of strength, she could neither fight back nor respond. A dark thought crossed her mind: if only death would come for her."You’re fortunate that the alpha of the Full Moon pack desires you; otherwise, you’d be dead alongside the rest of your family," one warrior remarked. The mention of the pack sent a shiver through her; her only desire now was to kill the alpha of the Full Moon pack.She longed for the moment she could confront him, to avenge her family’s death. His insatiable lust had led to th
Felicity The following day, our pack readied itself to confront the Arcade pack, having received word that they were en route. Even the Luna expressed her desire to join the battle, vowing to eliminate Alpha Winter if the situation escalated.I remain unaware of the specifics regarding Luna Lagartha's situation, but it is evident that she has been subjected to her worst fears, which she undoubtedly deserves. In truth, I felt a twinge of sympathy for her which was why I considered handing her over to Luna Claire. If it were up to me, I would ensure her suffering was prolonged as I drained her life force.The alarm rang out, and in the distance, the Arcade warriors became visible, some in human form while others had shifted to their wolves. Leading them was Alpha Winter.Finally, the prey had arrived at the site of his demise, I mused.Drew stepped forward, poised to attack Alpha Winter, when the latter suddenly declared, "Release my wife,
Gavin The children appeared utterly worn out, and I quickly understood her true intention for approaching me; it was not to seek assistance but rather to take the children away. She was more than capable of managing Lagartha and her followers on her own.Once the children had cleaned up and I had given them fresh clothing, I cast a spell to induce sleep. The spell worked almost instantly, primarily because they had not enjoyed a proper night's rest since their abduction.They looked frail and disheveled, having endured experiences that even adults struggle to comprehend, and they would carry the scars of their trauma for a long time.I sincerely hope that Lagartha faces severe consequences for the suffering she has inflicted on these young ones. As I settled down with my coffee, I sensed Felicity's presence once more, but this time she was accompanied by her partner."Is everything resolved?" I inquired, to which Drew nodded. "Unfortunat
Lagartha I sprinted through the forest, my magic inexplicably failing me at the worst possible moment. I had to reach the pack house urgently to warn my mate. As I dashed through the trees, I hoped the witches could delay Felicity, even though I knew she could eliminate them in an instant. Still, any delay would buy me precious time.I was nearly at the pack house, just a few feet away from Winter, when I suddenly heard someone call my name, "Lagartha." My pace quickened, and tears began to well in my eyes. This was not the moment for tears; I needed to reach Winter without delay.But then, all my hope shattered as a powerful gust of wind lifted me off my feet, and I crashed into a tree. I felt a rib snap and winced in agony.I couldn't succumb like this; I still had my revenge to claim. Struggling to rise, the pain was unbearable. With the last remnants of my magic, I attempted to heal myself while hiding beneath the tree. "Lagartha, hiding won'
FelicityRecognizing that I couldn't tackle this challenge on my own, I approached Gavin before taking any further steps.He was in his small corner preparing a cup of coffee. It struck me how much he had matured into a man, and I felt a pang of regret for not embracing him when we last met. I had left him to navigate this world alone, succumbing to the grief of losing my mate, Damien.He remained unaware of my presence until I cleared my throat, prompting him to spin around in surprise. "Oh, wow, what are you doing here? How did you get in?" he exclaimed, bewildered as he scanned the area. "I reinforced this place so that no one could just walk in like..." His voice trailed off as he stared at me in disbelief.I offered him a warm smile. "Hey there, I could really use your help. Time isn't on my side," I said. In his shock, he accidentally dropped his coffee, spilling it on the floor. "You remember?" he asked, prompting me to nod my head.
DrewWe have yet to uncover any leads on Arnold's whereabouts, and it frustrates me immensely. At present, I have assumed control of the native pack as I promised Alpha Anderson. Abigail is being held hostage due to my loyalty to Alpha Anderson; no harm will come to her. However, I am acutely aware that Arnold will seek to contact her, and I will not allow that to happen under any circumstances.The meeting took considerable time as we devised our strategy to confront the Arcade pack. This will mark their downfall; they have consistently provoked me. Now that my past selves has resurfaced, my anger has intensified, even towards those witches.In a previous life, they were responsible for the death of my family, and my hatred for them was profound. It wasn't until I discovered that my mate is also a half witch that my feelings became conflicted. I was enraged and rejected her, yet deep down, I harbored love for her without understanding why.Eventu