FLASHBACK TO WHAT TRANSPIRED LAST NIGHT… It was a close call. Diana barely made it out. With two fully grown alpha and beta hot in her tails, Diana jumped between building roofs. It was almost close to impossible to escape from the compromising position she was in earlier. With her being straddled by his musky and muscled furry body, all she could do at that time was to lay still. And she hated how she almost agreed to her wolf to surrender and let Shananel leave unscathed. Had she not remembered the final moments of her mother and father, her wolf would not stir from her silence. And now, she was leaping from one roof to another roof. High or low, hard bricks or wooden roofs, she jumped onto them without hesitations without looking back, for she knew that they were only an arm’s length away from her. “Fucking crazy mate bond,” said Diana under her breath. She jumped onto a lamp post, hanging onto it for a measly moment. She swung her body mid-air, and both of her hands gripped t
CONTINUATION OF FLASHBACK OF THAT NIGHT…‘This is bad! With my parents gone and me on the run for a crime I never did, the stability of Crescent Pack can be weakened and the rogues will take this chance to attack! Alpha Nathan and his minions are busy wagging their tails to the Werewolf Committee…’With widened eyes, Diana thought as she snapped her head to Rakiz Lemoir, who was looking down at her. With the way his clever eyes gleamed even with the absolute darkness, she could tell that he was thinking the same thing as her.‘I need to tell this to my mate! Only he can stop this! But how can I approach him now when he is looking for the witch like some headless fly? How?’With questions bombarding her frenzied mind, she flicked her wrist once more.On cue, the flashes of the zaps of lightning bolts littered the darkened sky, eliciting a collective of gasps within the evacuation inns littering around the Cresce
“ANNOUNCING THE ARRIVAL of one of the Blood Claws Pack’s Alphas, Alpha Dylan Cain together with his Beta, Beta Seymor Tesan!” An omega announced the arrival of the two as he entered the main hall of the Crescent Pack.Gone were the loose farmer and merchant clothes they sported ever since they entered the Crescent Pack, replaced with customary Blood Claws Pack’s dress code of animal’s pelt for their pants paired with woven vests that showed the intricate designs of stars and nature, with polar bear’s white fur as his coat. The Alpha, Alpha Dylan Cain, laid his bare shoulders filled with tattoos of the wolven language that was lost long ago. On the other hand, the Beta, Beta Seymor Tesan, was clad in the same type of clothing, but unlike the Alpha, he was without a ring and tattoos of the wolven language.The moment they entered the hall filled with werewolves, Alpha Dylan and Beta Seymor did their best not to ruin their plan by showi
DIANA CLIMBED DOWN from the brick rooftop. Her senses were on high alert as her back was against the wall while her claws secured him from falling. With the heightened senses of the werewolves, she held her breath while willing the air around her to stir, erasing the woodland scent she was sporting.Two arm’s lengths more. She needed to climb down two arms length more so she could land herself on the terrace of Lina’s room.Lina was Shananel’s adopted daughter. Just to shut up Diana’s grandparents when they were still alive, Shananel adopted a little girl as a compensation for not taking any man for herself. This child was left in the Crescent Pack’s old pack house when Shananel left to be an elder of the Werewolf Committee.In her two lives, Lina showed Diana how she knew every nook and cranny of the Crescent Pack – this meant she also knew about the Moon’s Tears.Diana moved like a cat rather than wolf. With thi
Diana watched Lina trot towards to the inner palace, specifically, to the residence of the late alphas of the Crescent Pack.With a bunch of white roses delicately held by a pair of dainty small hands, Lina walked towards the guarding deltas of the palace located at the apex of the old pack house of the Crescent Pack. Covered by a black silk veil, her head was hanging low with Omega Fallon in tow. Clad in a mourning outdoor dress, her small hands clasping the flowers before her lie her life depended on it when in reality it was Diana who was depending on it like a lifeline.As Lina trudged with long strides towards the closed palace, Diana leaped from one roof to another. Her woodland scent was being swept by the windy state of the entire central town. Diana jumped with utmost care.Hiding her shadows, making sure that the incident from the terrace would not happen again, her wolf was now on high alert. Still clad in a black and white handmaiden uniform, her ove
Clad with the veil and the outdoor dress Diana got from her cousin, Lina, she leaped from one roof to another. Transferring from one cabin to another cabin within the old residential area of the Crescent Pack, Diana tapped the right side of her chest. A warm and hard surface welcomed her sense of touch, the Moon’s Tear was beating as if it was alive.‘With this, the Werewofl Committee cannot usurp both the Crescent Pack and the Blood Claws Pack. I know now that the events of the past were somehow related to this necklace. All I have to do now is observe and see their next course of action.’ Diana thought as she welcomed the whip of the air as she raced above the rooftops of the imperial palaces.The sun was at its highest peak as the branches of the Cherry Blossoms trees swayed from east to west or to south from the north. With the wind changing direction from time to time, her woodland scent disguise could not be smelled even with the heightened sens
‘SOMEONE IS FOLLOWING me.’ Diana thought as she ran away.Her steps against the brick roofs were light as a feather. Ears twitching, she did not have to look back to know that she was being chased.The sensation was somewhat familiar to Diana. It was as if that stormy night had a repeat. With her face covered with a measly veil, she did not dare to look back. Though she was sure it was not Elder Shananel, she knew that it was far superior to the deltas lurking around the inner palace where she was currently located as of the moment.“Tsk.” Diana jumped.Even when she could take the chance to leap at the nearest tallest roof, she preferred to jump down to the lower one, catching her seeker off guard. With the delay of her landing due to the height, she used this chance to pull the veil covering her face. Instead, she wrapped it around her lower face like a mask. The disguise given by Rakiz Lemoir was proving a great help for Diana a
“YOU LOOK LIKE a colt who is about to hit puberty, Diana lass. Or should I say, Luna Diana?” The deadpan voice of Rakiz Lemoir made Diana roll her eyes.Their footsteps were followed by the splashing of the ankle-deep stream they were trudging on. Aside from their trailing sound of footsteps, Rakiz Lemoir’s high-pitched voice came second. No amount of cricket or a lark’s sound could stop his pesky mouth from criticizing her. And he was doing it for hours already ever since they stepped out from the borders of the Crescent Pack.Diana could not blame why Rakiz Lemoir was telling her this. Her hair was cut out as if some rabid rogue chewed her head off and spit it out. Her turtle-neck sleeves were yellowish in color but she could swear that they were supposed to be white. Beer stains and mud splashes littered her overly loose pants. A beaten maroon-colored scarf surrounded her head and her face while her eyes were the only visible part of her face
Long ago, when the Moon Goddess slept inside the cradle of oblivion, Comba was the only god of the world. Just like how the Moon Goddess blessed the werewolves with their wolf counterparts, Comba blessed the witches with the ability to command the nature at will across the seven seas.The gift given by Comba was the reason why witches stood at the peak of the chain with so much difference in power compared to the races beneath them. It was because of this peculiar and convenient blessing that the witches were both revered and feared by the other races. They revered them for their strength and they feared them for the little sense of empathy towards the lower races. They treated the werewolves as their slaves. For many centuries, werewolves were skinned as their clothes while the werewolves’ heads hanged by their homes and gates as ornaments.It was a time that werewolves almost became instinct. Female werewolves were exploited for sick entertainment while male werewolves were used as
Clad in an epsilon-ranked uniform of the enemy camp, the shade of red and black did wonders against the snow-like complexion of Dana and the noble elf as they trudged the empty plains of the southern territory. Kicking the piles of snow and stones in her way, Diana cleared the path for Gelong who was walking behind her like a duckling following its mother goose. The heaving sound of a set of constricted lungs made her stop. She turned around as she untied the black tattered satin from her neck before she placed it around Gelong’s frostbitten neck and chin.“We will find a safety spot for you with food and enough heat to last you as you wait for me.” Diana muttered under her breath. A ghost of a translucent smoke escaped from her chapped lips.Upon her words, Gelong lifted her chin to meet a set of orbs staring at him already – making him want to step back like always. “Where are you going? You are not planning to go into this plan without me, aren’t you?”On instinct, his hands found
Heavy footsteps together with the rattling of chains echoed within the empty corridors of the fortress they were staying at. The silent breathing of the elven folk did not leave unnoticed for Diana as the two of them were on high alert as they trudged within the hallways of the keep. Diana gritted her canines, enough to make her taste her blood trailing down her throat. She did not like, especially Teshin, how they were chain into submission. Had it not been for the remaining logic within her mind, she was sure that the corridor walls would have bathed the blood of the delta-ranked werewolf traitors.Three trecherous delta-ranked werewolves, clad with their uniforms which the insignia of the secret circle was embroidered, wore smug faces as they held the leash that the prisoners were bound to. One of the delta-ranked werewolves, who had a bloody knuckle, pulled the leash he was holding on a whim. On cue, Diana stumbled forward – losing her footing and which made her chin kiss the dust
Tears started to stream from her unblinking eyes. The color of her eyes darkened that it almost looked like the starless northern night sky as she stared at the enemy alpha, who was grinning down at her.She plead, “Please. Please, give me a chance to be of used to you. That elf can only do so much while I am better tenfold than her.”Crimson ink dropped onto the pristine tiled floor. The tip of the claw grazed Diana’s throat. Upon seeing her crying face, the first alpha, who was apprehensive about everything, was about to step forward when the second alpha, who was constantly courting death, spoke again. “Bring him in.”On cue, the enormous double doors of the throne room opened followed by the rattling of chains and the painful grunts of the person being dragged ensued. Diana, who was not able to turn her head, waited for the person to be brought in front of her. The nagging instinct she had made her quiver with fear.“Let us welcome our very important guest, everyone! Gelong the No
“You must go while you still can. They will ask me about you after they get their hands on Gelong. Before then, you must leave the place and come back to where you come from. With your ability, I know that you can survive escaping from this place. That place is safer for you than remaining here.” Her nose smelled his unfamiliar scent and a change of his hair color along with the difference in his height. Gone was the scent that Diana was used to.Diana shook his head. “It is too late for that.”“What?”In front of Diana, the fading mirage of Gelong together with the loud thud of the dungeon’s entrance bombarded her. The moment that the heavy footsteps appeared before her, the enemy leader had already disappeared.‘Teleportation? Is this also one of his powers? How did the enemy become this strong?’ Diana’s train of thought snapped when a werewolf invaded her senses.“Move!” A werewolf pushed Diana away from the iron bars which made her stagger. A loud banging sound resonated when the
A couple of meters away from him, wildflowers started to bloom in the middle of the snowstorm. The trail of flowers led to the trudging person, heading in the direction of the man. Amidst the temperature, his thin cloth barely covered his dainty body paired with his bare feet that buried a mark on the white-colored ground with every step he took, and a pair of eyes glowed like the rising moon.“Took you long enough to come here,” said the man who waited. His back was on him when he stood a meter away from the newly arrived person.“I enjoyed the last of my vacation for I know that the time has come for us to move; we will have no luxury to relax anymore.” The sweet voice answered the man. He took a step and moved ahead, striding past him before he kneeled in front of the tomb. “Rush vanala. It has been years since I last talked to you, but now we can’t do that anymore.” Lumeria, the dryad, heaved a shaky sigh before he continued. “And like what I promised, the wolven race is at stake.
Diana, who was left alone with the leader of the enemy, started to question why she was there. She somehow realized that it was not sheer curiosity that made him call her—it was something more. And for whatever it was, Diana felt she would not like wherever this ‘talk’ was going.“You are from the Crescent Pack, right? And you’re a hybrid as well.” The enemy leader started to speak without even telling her to raise her head.“Yeah right.” Though her head was bent down, Diana spoke with a clear and calm voice which the enemy leader found quite vexing. His eyes gleamed with malediction.“And when was the last heat of your pretty little shapeshifter? I am quite curious to spawn a hybrid of an elf and a wolf. They said that male elves can conceive as well.” This time, the enemy leader cracked a grin upon seeing the hybrid luna in front of him go rigid. He was ecstatic to know that the infamous hybrid luna’s weakness was someone so trivial —something that should be easy to deal with. Seein
‘I have parents to avenge and a pack to protect – from the sidelines. Killing the abominations will be my priority to stop the plausible scenario where the innocent would get killed in a war, not theirs to fight and die for. I need this war to stop escalating, and I need my mate and my vassals to do that. But where are they?’Teshin, after encountering Shananel, answered at the back of her mind. ‘They are nearby, Diana. I can sense them.’Diana wandered her predatory eyes discreetly as her head bent down, but she could not even see a single hair of Dylan’s electric blue eyes or a shade of Gelong’s locks. The scene wherein she saw Gelong being surrounded and enclosed by the phantoms struck her mind.‘I have to go back and find him. All I need is to present this plan to the southern alphas. I bet they will allow me if I told them about my capability to use the offensive flame spells—this way, I can venture out beyond the barrier. After all, I still have the advantage of being a reborn h
A small table was placed near her with a jar and a cup of water along with a piece of bread and dried meat. There were also some white pieces of cloth folded neatly beside the place as if Dylan was telling her to change her wretched clothes. The lamp that was hanging near the pillar had almost ran out of flame and the dozens of rushed footsteps from different directions right outside her tent were a telltale sign that the war had taken a pause but it was yet to end.“I am in an Alliance encampment,” said Diana as realization dawned upon her. After taking all the pieces together, she was a hundred percentile sure that the blood alpha had brought her in the encampment.‘Then, the abominations and Shananel did not chase us. What about Gelong?’Though staggering, Diana stood from the makeshift bed and walked around – her bare feet did not deter upon the contact with the cold ground. Her frantic eyes landed on the crescent-shaped blade which was now clean compared to what she remembered. T