LEO’S POVI shifted out of the way just in time for a rouge to land right where I stood, it fangs and tongue vigorously gallivanting around it mouth. My reflex was far better than his which was why I was able to escape his horrific bite. I hate cowards that issue a surprise attack, you either come right in front of me or you are not worth fighting.More wolves sprang out of the darkness, the glittering eyes the only awareness to their presence coupled with the growling and clattering of teeth. From their foul smell, I could tell. I need no one to point out to me what they were. Rouges. This fucker had a plan all along and he played us. He played us and dragged us here so he could unleash these mother fuckers on us. My wolf growled in a rather angry stance, it Claws digging deeper into the soil floor, readying itself for another attack. It was hot with rage to the point of boiling and there was nothing I could do to stop it.If I let thought dwell toward the fact that he actually mad
LUCAS’S POVIt was really getting messier and bloodier by the seconds. The numbers of rouges kept increasing by five with any single one we put down. I have no fucking idea how he got this much amount of rouges in our land but now wasn’t the time to dwell on that topic. We were in a tight place and it would actually be some sort of miracle if we are able to move out of this place in one piece.We are stronger, more experienced and clearly outmatched their skills in every way but then there was limitation as to how many numbers of enemies a single werewolf can take at a time and worst said enemies are rouges. Known for their intense violence and desperation to win.I should have known. We all should have fucking known. There was no way after years of staying out of our business, cutting ties with the palace, heck at the early time after our father’s death, Damien tried contacting said Beta to hear from him but he never returned, never turned back and then he suddenly just appeared and
THIRD PERSON’S POVThe three wolves were on a rampage through the forest, tearing away any stem or thorn that comes there way. Their feet were in sync to the rhyme of their heart, pounding heavily on the ground at the same time on the walls of their hairy chest. The light silver wolf was in front, his head facing forward with full concentration and purpose. He had no desire to turn back, no never! He had no intention of running away, he had no intention of retreating from the enemies like a coward, he would rather fight till his last breath than allow that thought pass through his mind.But the rouges were wining, they were overpowering them by number, and despite the fact that he could endure anything, one thing he can never stand to watch is the dead of his brothers. That alone would kill him, he never want to fail them, even after his death and the only way to not achieve that was to run, retreat away from their enemies like cowards.He cursed the day he met Micheal, if not for hi
MICHEAL’S POVWhen I had all these planned out, I have no idea it was going to work out as smoothly and perfectly as it just did. I did underestimated them but not to the point they had just shown me. They were nothing but utter cowards who just turned there backs away from their pack just to save their pathetic lives. They were indeed not fit to rule.I had preferred to see them killed and taken off the face of this earth but the bastards have managed to escape ungracefully. They have shown me just how much of cowards they were and nothing could be more pleasing.As they ran, I sent the rouges after them but they had somehow managed to outran them despite their poor health. They are strong and skilled I would give them that which is exactly why I had to gather this amount of force, they might be the strongest but there was no possible way they can outmatched hundreds of rouges in one night, no matter their strength and no matter how inexperienced the rouges can be.For so long, all t
MICHEAL’S POVDirectly to the palace was where I headed to, with my pawns forming a wall at each side of me. I have pictured this and it have worked out just how I pictured it or even more. I couldn’t help the the smile of contentment on my face and no matter how many times I tried to keep it at bar, it just never worked.Finally, I am getting what I deserved after so many years of torment, of having to live a low life and downgrading myself to the point where no beta should ever have. But I guess everything comes with a price and the price their so called father had to pay for keeping me away from what I deserved was me getting it back from his sons and sending them out of the pack in the most undignified way possible.We arrived at the palace just when the sun began to rise on the sky. I could hear the mumblings and murmurings as we passed by each pack house, the pack members clearly overcome by dread and wondering what tones of rouges are doing in their pack at the early hours of t
MICHEAL'S POV“It is rather unbelievable that you showed up with many rouges in the palace whereas you of all people should know that rouges are not allowed in the pack as a whole, not to speak of the palace” Lazarus, an elder I recognized quite well commented with a tone of seriousness.“Well the pack stood with no Alpha for so long, and it had been the same way for centuries so rules are pretty much useless in an Alphaless pack, don't you agree?” I injected a bit of casualty in my words nothing I said sounded funny to them, for whatever reason.“That is beside the point I am trying to make Micheal. Rogues are not allowed in this pack, with an Alpha or not, this rule stands and not even you have the power to go against it” he proclaimed and I nodded in agreement. He was correct, I have no right to go against the rule but I do have the right to change it.“You are right in some sense while in others you are not, I have to say” I moved slowly away from the guard and steered my way towa
MICHEAL’S POVThe gasp of anguish filled my ears and I couldn't have asked for anything more better. A number of the guards even shamelessly shifted back toward the entrance allowing my pawns to step even closer to the palace.Two to three emotions are set on the faces of everyone around. Some eloped with fear, some shock, and others happiness and anticipation. From the faces, I knew who stood beside me and who didn't. Quite an impressive number I would say.“Yo……you… how dare you?!” My old friend, whose name I would not mention but for reference purposes, he used to be a part of the elders but with the power invested in me, I have taken him down, though he is yet to know of that. Spoke.“Your point Lazarus, your point” I inched closer to him, my sword still held actively in my hand.“You have no right whatsoever to step into our palace and kill an elder. That is an utter abomination. And he was right! There are far more better people to be awarded the throne than your sorry ass. We r
NATALIA’S POVWhen you think you have more than enough to deal with already, then life actually throws even more your way and you realize what you have before should not even be called a crisis in comparison to what you were made to deal with at the moment.“Death? Just like that?” I spoke out, my hand still tangled in my hair as I moved around the room, Beth sitting on my bed. I wasn't actually speaking to her, I was talking to myself, trying to get my wolf to calm down.What was supposed to be an ordinary morning where I would go on with my daily routine of walking in the kitchen while trying to avoid the trio turned about to be the exact opposite. I woke up to furious pounding on my door and when I opened the door, I was greeted by Beth with the most horrible news a werewolf could ever be given. The death of your mate. “The triplets are no more” Her words pierced through me deeper than I could ever imagine. I thought I hated them, I thought I wanted nothing but to see them dead b