“Since we can’t stop it, the council will have to make sure that everything will go smoothly and fairly.” The head council said and told everyone to prepare as well. The traditional werewolf challenge began with a ceremonial circle formed by the attending alphas and their warriors. It was a symbolic
Xander I took Chas to our hotel room. I didn’t want them to see her in a vulnerable condition. Allie and his warriors followed us, but I let my warriors stay so they would be able to report to me everything that would happen next. “Chas, what happened? Why are you crying?” I asked when we were alo
Third Person After the council meeting concluded with the acceptance of the training squad proposal, Chassy and Xander returned to the Red Moon Pack, eager to share the positive outcome with their pack members. The moon hung high in the night sky as they approached the packhouse, their steps purpos
Third Person “I hate her! I will make sure to make her pay for what she did to my father!” Sena told herself angrily. After the council meeting, she went to the Meadows Pack for everyone to mourn the death of their alpha. She didn’t expect Chassy to win that challenge, believing her father was stro
“I can help you,” the man replied. “Help me with what?” “Getting what you wanted.” “Do you think I can’t do that myself?” She asked arrogantly. “You know, you can't," the man replied, smirking. “I know your father,” he said suddenly, which caught her attention. “I've known him since he was young
WARNING!! MATURE CONTENT!! Chassy We went back to the Red Moon Pack after Xander and I checked the surroundings. There was no sign of Silas or Sena, but I still couldn’t help but feel anxious. I don’t think that it was only a simple meeting between the two. That vampire wants something from that w
Chassy Xander is not helping. I was already worried about Sena since she had not come back since she left the diner, and here he was talking to me about Silas and the possibility of him being my other mate. I should not have told him about that vampire yet, until I was sure of it. But the result wi
The journey to the outskirts of the city was shrouded in an eerie silence, the air thick with anticipation and an unspoken dread. Xander, Limuel, and I rode in the Red Moon Pack's sleek black SUV, the dim city lights gradually fading as we ventured toward the desolate outskirts. The moon hung low in
Allie, once a fierce gamma and confidante, had risen to the position of Beta beside Sims; his determination and loyalty shine through. Nixon, the astute and reliable head tracker, continued to play a pivotal role in maintaining order and security within the pack as the new gamma. Together, the trio
"I won't let Silas's sacrifice be in vain," I declared, my voice infused with determination. "We need to honor his dream. I want to work with Carlile to ensure the welfare of the vampires and to build bridges instead of walls." Xander's eyes, clouded with grief, held a spark of gratitude. "Chassy,
Chassy In the aftermath of the war, the Red Moon Pack stood resilient, their borders secure, and their unity unbroken. The once-turbulent skies now painted a serene canvas overhead, signaling the end of the violent conflict that had gripped them. However, victory came at a cost, and the pain of los
Amidst her tears and the guttural sobs that escaped her lips, Chastity struggled to make sense of a world that had suddenly become desolate. Silas, her confidant, protector, and beloved mate were gone—a sacrificial offering in the relentless pursuit of protecting the pack. Unbeknownst to Chastity,
Chastity, confronting the ancient vampire in his demonic form, stood undeterred. The primal essence of the Lycan within her surged in response to the unholy presence before her. The mate bond, an unbreakable link, throbbed with a symphony of shared emotions, binding their fates amidst the chaos of w
Third Person In the heart of the supernatural tempest, Chastity faced Dylan, the vampire elder, whose powers transcended the ordinary. The air cracked with the collision of their energies, each a formidable force vying for dominance. Chastity, her Lycan instincts honed by centuries of survival, met
Chastity, sensing the struggle Silas faced, channeled her strength into repelling the encroaching forces. Limuel and her warriors, under her command, fought valiantly to hold their ground. The moonlit battlefield became a symphony of combat, the clash of fangs and claws, the resonance of metal again
Third Person Silas, torn between defending against the onslaught of a vampire elder and his deep concern for Chastity, felt the weight of the predicament. The tumultuous dance of beings bonded by fate and enmity transformed the battlefield into a chaotic symphony of clashes and roars as the moon ca
The angry vampire, however, remained unyielding. His eyes, cold and unrelenting, locked onto Silas with a mixture of disappointment and disdain. "Honor? Do you speak of honor after aligning yourself with a Lycan? Our kind doesn't mix with theirs, especially not in matters of the heart. You've chosen