As Annatoria was dragged into the council room, her gaze locked with the elders seated in a rigid semicircle, their faces devoid of emotion. They resembled statues carved from stone, unyielding and unforgiving. Elder Scrolls, the oldest and most revered Lycan, sat at the far end, his throne an imposing symbol of authority that dominated the room.Their stern faces gnawed at her but, she was eager to hear them listen to her own part of the Story.
“What is happening?” her wolf whispered within her, unease blending with Annatoria’s rising panic. She swallowed hard, forcing herself to remain calm. She knew she hadn’t touched Radolf. Their confrontation had been nothing more than words—angry, biting words, but words nonetheless. “Luna Annatoria, you’ve been summoned for judgment,” Elder Evelyn announced, her voice as cold and sharp as an arctic wind. She stood tall, her piercing gaze unwavering as it bore into Annatoria. “Judgment?” Annatoria repeated, confusion tightening her chest. Her voice trembled slightly, but her defiance still flickered. What could they possibly accuse her of? “Yes,” Evelyn said, a cruel smile curling her lips. “And the punishment for your sin must be delivered publicly.” Annatoria’s heart raced as the weight of Evelyn’s words settled over her. Sin? What sin? “Bring her to the front,” Elder Scrolls commanded, his deep voice rumbling like distant thunder. The guards flanking Annatoria tightened their grip on her arms and pulled her forward without hesitation, their movements brusque and unrelenting. Each step she took besides the Lycan guards, her heart shook in fear. She did nothing wrong but, she sensed something evil approaching. As they stepped outside, the gathered pack came into view, their murmurs filling the tense air. Hundreds of eyes turned toward Annatoria, some filled with pity, others gleaming with curiosity or judgment. Her gaze swept the crowd before landing on Radolf. He stood tall and composed, his face an unreadable mask. To her, though, his presence radiated betrayal. The man she had loved, trusted, and sacrificed for now looked at her as if she were a stranger—or worse, an enemy. “I, Radolf Z’ev, reject you, Annatoria Hawkins, as my mate.” The crowd stilled, the shock of his words rippling through the assembly. Annatoria’s knees wobbled, but she forced herself to remain upright, her face a mask of disbelief and pain. “What?” she whispered, the single word carrying her devastation. Radolf stepped forward, his voice rising above the murmur of the crowd. “Annatoria Hawkins is a liar and a cheat. I want every single one of you to know that the woman who claimed to love me is nothing but a fraud.” Annatoria froze, her breath caught in her throat. Her wolf growled furiously, but the weight of his accusations rendered her momentarily speechless. "She cheated on me, with an unknown man". The whole crowd echoed, their voices creeping into her ears as her eyes welled up. “I didn’t cheat on you,” she finally managed, her voice trembling. “How dare you accuse me of something so vile?” Radolf’s gaze hardened. “Enough of your lies,” he spat. “Bring the proof.” The crowd parted as Loreen, Annatoria’s closest friend, stepped forward. Annatoria’s heart sank at the sight of her. “Loreen?” she whispered, her voice cracking. “What are you doing?” Loreen didn’t meet her eyes. Instead, she silently handed a thick file to Elder Scrolls. As he opened it and began sifting through its contents, Annatoria felt a cold dread settle over her. The elders passed the pictures around, each one showing a woman who looked exactly like Annatoria in bed with another man. The images were intimate, damning. Annatoria’s stomach churned as she stared at them, disbelief etched on her face. “That’s not me!” she cried, her voice breaking. “You have to believe me. Someone’s framing me!” Radolf scoffed, stepping closer. “Is that the best you can do? Excuses? Lies? I should’ve known.” Annatoria’s wolf surged forward, her fury unmistakable. “You should’ve known?” she said, her voice rising with anger. “And what about you, Radolf? How many nights did you leave me, chasing after other women? How many times did I stay silent while you humiliated me? And now you dare to accuse me?” Gasps erupted from the crowd at her outburst, and Radolf’s jaw tightened, his fists clenching at his sides. "Is that why you cheated on him, Luna?" Loreen asked on top of her voice. It was a sarcastic question that was accompanied with a slight smirk. Annatoria paused, staring at her bestfriend who made intense eye contact with her. “Who is this in the picture, Luna Annatoria?” Elder Scrolls demanded, his tone sharp, jolting her back to present. “It’s not me,” Annatoria repeated, her voice steadier now. “I’ve never seen that man in my life. This is a setup, and you all know it.” “Liar!” Loreen’s voice rang out, cutting through the murmurs. She stepped forward, her eyes gleaming with malice. “She’s a whore! She doesn’t deserve to be Luna!” Annatoria turned toward Loreen, the betrayal slicing through her like a blade. “Why are you doing this?” she asked, her voice low and raw. Loreen smirked but offered no answer. “Guards, seize her!” Evelyn ordered, her voice brimming with finality. The guards advanced toward Annatoria, but she raised a hand, her wolf’s energy crackling in the air around her. “Touch me, and I’ll take you down with me,” she warned, her voice calm yet menacing. The guards hesitated, glancing at the elders for direction. “Enough!” Radolf barked, silencing the tension. He stepped closer, his gaze fixed on Annatoria. “Annatoria Hawkins, you are hereby banished from this pack. Leave now, or be forced to leave.” Annatoria stared at him, the man who had once been her everything now reduced to a stranger she loathed. “You’ll regret this,” she said softly, her voice steady despite the storm raging within her. The guards grabbed her again, dragging her toward the borders. The gathered pack parted as she passed, their whispers chasing her like ghosts. As Annatoria crossed the threshold of the pack’s territory, she didn’t cry. She didn’t beg. They had taken everything—her mate, her home, her name. But they hadn’t broken her. Not yet.Chapter 5: Sparks in the StormAlpha Asher of the Moon Crest Pack sat on a small rock, sheltered by the thick canopy above him. The woods were quiet, except for the rustling of leaves and the occasional chirp of crickets. Asher often came here when he needed his peace and solitude—a place where he could find peace amidst the endless responsibilities of being an Alpha.He inhaled deeply, savoring the scent of pine and damp earth that filled the air. The world felt far away here, removed from the chaos of pack disputes and the looming dangers outside his borders. His fingers brushed against the rough bark of a nearby tree, his mind clear for the moment.But peace, like the calm before a storm, was always fleeting.Dark clouds began to roll in, thick and heavy. The first drops of rain splattered onto the ground, followed by a sudden downpour. Asher stood up, his brow furrowing. Not a perfect time for a walk, but he’d never been one to let weather dictate his actions.As he trekked deeper
It was exactly three days after being rescued and taken in, by the Alpha of the Moon Crest Pack. He was clearly Annatoria's enemy because, a son to her late Father's enemy was her enemy as well. He probably didn't know who she was….all he knew was probably her identity as the former Luna of the Ember Wolves Pack.“Good morning, ma'am" A maiden in the pack house bowed to Annatoria, as she walked towards the dining room. Asher had brought her to his home, his pack, and declared she was an important person. “Good morning, Alpha" She smiled, as soon as she sighted Asher.They'd gotten to know little about each other since a day after she came into the house…….Asher also made sure he got her a personal slave. The only thing he made sure not to intrude in, was asking about how her life at the Ember Wolves Pack was. He knew she hadn't healed yet. “No,Asher is fine. Call me Asher" He said as he playfully shook his head. Annatoria flashed a fake smile, trying to swallow up the awkwardness.
As the large ancient door opened, a Man seated on a throne-like couch is revealed. His eyes shone in anger and bitterness. The air thickened with the foul, metalic smell of blood. The dark cozy room felt cold but as soon as he voiced, the atmosphere was filled with authority and power. “Why haven't they returned?" He questioned Ryder—his right-hand man, his voice laced with power which caused the other two in the room to tremble. “I don't know, my Lord. We've sent some warriors across the mountain, my Lord" the one who answered, trembled. “Make sure they return with her, alive”He instructed before leaving the throne. He was the King of the Rogues. The owner of the dreadful name " Manga”-- the one who reduced packs to nothing, the great werewolf slayer. He never gave up on a target without getting what he really wanted. As he walked, his footsteps echoed in the room. All those around him shivered in fear whenever he spoke. His dreadful name and appearance terrified pack
Annatoria's POV I got up early this morning, feeling different. For the first time in a long time, I smiled. “Good morning" I heard Radolf's voice. Oh no! It was just in my head. I scoffed, as memories of him flashed in my head. I felt like I was being alive for the first time ever. I realized I'm too young to live my entire life in sadness and pain. The goal was to be happy. “Annatoria" Someone called my name from behind as soon as I stepped on the training ground. Back in Radolf's pack, I would join the trainees in their training. It was more than joy whenever I practiced among them. I was strong enough and in no time, I had my abilities … ..the abilities everyone in the pack envied. “Good morning, Ash”I smiled with my eyes. "What was last night about?”He asked. What! Last night? I didn't even understand what he meant. "I was in my room, all night. As a matter of fact, I slept all night” I responded, walking towards the COMBAT ARENA. My sharp eyes sc
It was the official program day. The Member Acceptance Program. It was indeed a big event, often held by The Pack. It was a celebration thrown for the people who were newly brought into the pack. The rogues who really wanted a change, would apply for this program to any available pack and after the pack evaluated and processes their information, they would be accepted and be shown love. “Annatoria," Asher waved at Annatoria who was lost in watching the whole scenery. The decoration of the main hall, the walkway, the chairs and colors were top-notch. They had the best designers and decorators do that…… “Alph" She smiled, waving back as soon as she sighted him. He was assisting the decorators in fixing the Chandelier lights. “Where were you?" Asher asked, as he fixed up the light, then got down to walk with Annatoria. “I was taking a nap, so I decided to check out the progress. The ceremony would take place by 9pm, right?" " Let's go then’ As Annatoria took a step for
“Hi, Layla” Asher smiled back. They'd known each other since high school too. She's been crushing on him since then but, she's nothing compared to the girls that were vying around him. He gave her a side hug which he almost rejected, he instantly remembered Annatoria. Layla was being clingy, Dave saw it too.No pack leader really liked her. They only looked like they did like her but……deep down, many said a lot of nasty things about her. He stylishly pulled away from her hug but as he was about to make a move out of the hall, his name was called on the stage. He was to give his speech to the seated guests and the new members.Even though he wanted to check on Annatoria, he had no option than to give his speech l on the stage and act as a responsible Alpha who wouldn't keep everyone waiting. After that, he could go back to the house.As he walked towards the stage, cheerings, clapping, and gasps escaped the lips of the guest.“Good day, ladies and gentlemen. I welcome you, to the 8
“How did it go?" Loreen tiptoed out of the room, fearing Radolf's awake as she whispered over the phone. “It went quite well. The exact story you gave, was what we told and just as you said, we did it" Jessica muttered, while Gaius stared at her. The plan was to get into the pack, and share a story that'll touch Annatoria's heart. Of course, it did. As soon as the party ended, Annatoria was taken in by her friend, Asher. The party ended not long after she began to get tipsy. “Hold on! Your leg" He recalled;that she had an injured leg earlier. “Yes, it healed up" He listened as she said her words one after the other. “How?" He asked, trying to wrap his head around the fact that a injury could heal that fast. “Do you care that much about me?" His eyes widened a bit as those words proceeded her mouth. “We'll talk when you're sober. Good night" He hurriedly stood up, intending to leave the room. He didn't want to be tempted by what seemed to be his feelings for her.
The cool evening air was calm, and Annatoria and Asher strolled side by side, their steps steady on the forest trail. The silence between them wasn’t heavy; it was companionable, but Annatoria eventually broke it. It was already getting awkward. For minutes, not even a word, proceeded their lips. "I want to start over," she said, her voice low but firm. "I don’t want to carry the weight of sadness anymore." She paused, then fixed her eyes on Asher. Asher turned his head slightly, surprised but pleased. "Now that’s a change no one expected. Go on, Annatoria," he teased, a sly grin playing on his lips. She rolled her eyes and gave him a playful shove. "There you go, making jokes again." It'd always been a habit of Asher. He'd make jokes even at the serious moments. "Alright, no more jokes," he promised, raising his hands in mock surrender. "So, what’s your plan?" "I’ve been thinking about resuming work," she admitted, slightly raising her shoulders. "Work?" Asher repeated,
Chapter 57: The Return Of An Old Villain. Annatoria had locked herself indoors since they got back from the meeting with the Alpha King. Locking in seemed to be a healing method for her but, Asher was being considerate. Locking in wasn't going to help, compared to true healing if someone helped her heal. She realized that a year wasn't going to take longer anymore. All she needed was to wait till the normal time and when it was time, she would claim her son from the wuss she called a husband. She could imagine the smirk on Radolf's face if he ever heard of what the outcome of her meeting with King Corrion was. Embarassment flushed through her for a minute, as her eyes closed and she finally drifted into a peaceful sleep. This morning, she woke up feeling brand new. Over the last three years, she'd grown into a woman who could solve her problems by herself without brooding on it for too long even though those problems would still return and she had to solve them again. Since t
Chapter 56: A Villain?“Then, why are you here?” He asked in a more serious tone, Annatoria could see evil glistening in his eyes. She tried all she could, to avoid her eyes locking with his. “Your majesty_" Annatoria tried to speak but, he cut her off. “Straight to the explanation,” He grunted, flicking his index finger. “I have lived for almost three years without my son. My ex husband, Radolf who is Alpha of Ember Wolves Pack, banished me without letting me go with my son. Besides, my son is the main reason I am everything I am.” She paused to regulate her breath. “I see," The King crooned, his lips curving into a terrible, mocking smirk. "Please, your Highness, hear me out_" Annatoria tried to beg but soon, she was cut off. “Guards!" King Corrion called on his guards and they all came running in. “Your majesty, please hear us out" Asher pleaded with the stern-faced man. King Corrion had his guards drive them out of the palace in the most embarrassing manner ever. “That's
Chapter 55: Unhealed Scars. “Father Greyman,” Nyx called his name in disbelief. He told her that she was going to be due for delivery in exactly 6 months. "Yes. It's not my first time, I know how shocked you are too” The old man giggled, as he boasted. "Who was the last person you told?” Nyx asked him, her voice mewling. “My daughter," The man responded sharply, his smile slowly vanishing. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to _" Nyx tried to apologize but, he interrupted “No. Let me tell you about me family. I want to" The man smiled again. The fact that he was able to smile after losing his first smile, marvelled Nyx. She read a heavy and big meaning to his action. “My family and I, were members of The Blood Moon Pack." He stopped, then, grinned before he continued his story. “I used to be the pack's doctor, back in the 80s. Everything was going so well and fine until one day, the Alpha banished my wife and only daughter who got pregnant for his son—the current Alpha Kiel" He sighe
Chapter 54: Not Letting Go. “Jessica!" Loreen ran after the lady who had the same stature, same physical features and skin color as Jessica. Without seeing the lady's face, she was already convinced that it was Jessica. The T-Shirt she'd taken from Mario's spare clothes was what she had on her and her short boxers. “Jessica!!" Loreen called her name again, while running amidst crowd. The pain from the bruises on her thighs was unbearable but, she had to bear.Finally, the lady whom she was running after, stopped to looked behind. “Y.. you're not Jessica?" Loreen slowly questioned in embarassment after seeing her face clearly.“Excuse me, do I know you?"The lady asked, almost rough. “I'm sorry, I made a mistake" Loreen spluttered, she felt like the ground was pulled from beneath her. Of all the times she was embarassed, the embarassment she faced today was greater. Eyes disgustingly dragged after her and she wished she could yell at them to take their eyes off her. “That's wh
Chapter 53: “Snap Into Your New Personality" Annatoria's phone rang again. It rang the first time but, she wasn't close. It was an unknown number again—similar to the last number that called her..When she picked up the call, the caller spoke. “Hi, Annatoria." The unknown person began. “Who's this? Why do you keep calling me?" Annatoria questioned, walking as fast as she could, over to her meeting room. She'd summoned her elders because she wanted to have a meeting concerning the pack. She was on her way when her phone rang again.“Won't you, at least, be respectful?" The man said over the phone. "I don't even know who you are. I promise to hang up and never pick any calls from this number,” She said in her sternest voice. "Fine, accept your duty and be the descendant you are.” Him—Manga said again. "What do you mean by me being a descendant?” Annatoria flared, making sure her voice wasn't loud. Asher had just arrived that morning from his pack. He met her walking to the me
Chapter 52: The Escape II2 weeks after…Manga had been carefully watching the Ember Wolves Pack closely. He made sure that no news about the pack was new to him. He followed up every detail and single news about every single happening in the happening.He finally decided to disguise into the pack as a lady, letting his long hair down and dressing in a perfect oversized robe that would make them think he was being traditional instead of the normal civilized wears. “Where can I find Luna Loreen?" He asked a certain young lady who was passing the front of the pack house. “Don't you dare….call her Luna. You might be beheaded for that” The lady answered him, her voice was like a whisper when she talked. "What? What do you mean by that?” Manga asked, leaning in closer to hear more. "You mean you haven't heard of what she did to become Luna?” The woman questioned him, shocked. Her facial expression telling that she was shocked as well. "I was outside the pack. What happened?” He asked
Chapter 51: Wills Of The Heart “Where are we going?" Annatoria muttered, her eyes fixed on the road as she raised her legs to the dashboard. The air conditioner was turned on but, the silence in the car was uncomfortable as Asher still insisted on taking her to a place she didn't know about. “I know I might just have to accept you as a man of his own mind" Annatoria smirked. Asher was loaded enough to sponsor anything….anything whatsoever that it was. As their car pulled up in front of the restaurant, Annatoria lips slightly parted as she sighted the expensive view of the restaurant. “Selena!" She exclaimed, her eyes beholfing how beauty the exterior was. “Asking me to go on a date would've been better" She playfully snickered, snapping out of it. "I'll take you on many dates because of your appealing and gorgeous face" Asher grinned, getting down from the car. He made sure he did everything right and he was a real green flag. A man every woman in the pack wanted. Even human
Chapter 50: Intentions. Exactly two days since Loreen was forced into the brutal sex by Mario— the man who looked like a helper, she could no longer stand it. He was her mate but, she could not find a mole of pity within him. He treated her like he'd always wanted the chance to treat her like that. He seemed to have had such plan for a long time. Her pussy was mercilessly bruised as she begged for peace and rest. She never thought sex could make her cry that hard but, there she was, begging to be free.Her coochie had expanded due to consistent thrust and fingering. She had to moan even when she felt pain. Mario wanted to hear her moan…he said she sounded like his favorite pornstar. She was chained and hungry by Mario, her very own mate. “I trusted you, Mario" She said weakly, her voice was weak and her mouth hardly opened. She tried to mumble her words but, there were bruises and swellings all over her mouth. He punched her hard when she refused to suck his p3nis and only the
Chapter 49: Thing of the Past. “Have I become so invisible?" Candace muttered as soon as Radolf went out of his room and headed straight to the dining room for breakfast. She'd waited for hours outside the door since he brought the new rule of no one except the cleaners going into his room. She had to stand outside, holding his breakfast tea. Ever since Loreen escaped, he no longer spared a glance at her. No matter how seductive and sexy she dressed, he passed like she was some mere commodity. He behaved like a blind man whenever she was around him…..even though her cleavage was fully exposed. Her cleavage was the part that always made him crazy but, it was no longer enticing him. “It's Espresso, Alpha" She smiled, stretching forward the tea tray to him while she bowed her head as low as she could, just to make sure she revealed her cleavage. “I don't want it," Radolf scoffed, then, made his way to the dining room. What exactly didn't he want? Was it her or the tea? On a norm