“No! Please, no! Mother! Father!” Diana screamed her lungs out as she shook her head in a frantic, the attempt to deny the genuine fact boring inside her cursed mind. Clutching the blood-soaked blanket to her chest, imagining them close to her as she closed her eyes, she sniffed the last of the lingering smell of her parents. Not entirely believing what she was seeing even if the truth was already glaring at her. “Come back, please! I will be good from now on! I will follow Father’s arrangements for me as a beta’s daughter, I will do it with open arms so please! Please! Don’t leave me here alone…” Tears cascaded, endless anguish-laden tears fell to the blanket she was hugging. Kneeling on the floor with her hunched back as she hugged the remnants of her parents, Diana did not mind one bit that the blood of her parents was soaking her like a second skin. A torrential tornado popped right in the middle of the Crescent Pack. Its fierce winds flipped the roof of the houses near it wh
“It was you,” said Diana. “All this time that you’ve been good to me and my parents, you are a serpent in a wolf’s clothing! And now you want to arrest me?” The corner of Diana’s lips curled up into one sinister grin. She continued. “Think again.” The next thing they knew, Diana was gone. In a matter of a second, Diana’s white tail was the only thing they had witnessed and she was running fast as the wind. One should not underestimate a mad wolf with a beta’s bloodline – especially when it had the blessings of a nature witch. Anger. Raw and scalding anger. It was all that Diana could feel as she leaped away from the bed chambers of her parents. The loss and the betrayal were too much to bear for her. To think that it happened a day after she had mated with Dylan. Upon the mere thought of her mate, her subconscious immediately shoved the name at the backmost part of her mind. She was too busy entertaining her rage. Diana failed to realize at this moment tha
Hackles raised, Diana’s wolf jumped up to the branch above the clustered hunting team. Ironic, that they were called the hunting team, the best among the best since they were trained by the great Elder Shananel, but they were now the ones being hunted by the white-furred wolf. The darkness within the forest and the ensuing storm hovering over the entirety of Crescent Pack’s territories did not help the hunting team at all. The rain washed the scent of the white-furred wolf and the pungent stench of death from the headless wolf of the tracker masked the lingering smell and intent of Diana’s wolf. A werewolf was two things, a human and a wolf. It was known that mercy was found in the human side while the lethal animalistic side could be found in the wolf. But without the mercy of the man, the primal instinct of the wolf was unstoppable and a force to be reckoned with.For newly awakened bloodlines for alphas and betas, it was double the primal instinct. The thin
Seymor wanted to tug his hair out, but he could not bring himself to do it, especially not in the presence of a restless alpha. He did not know what would happen next to his Alpha. Seymor could vividly remember his Alpha’s declaration of braving the storm, saying that he would bring his mate back! ‘Now? Our future Luna is gone.’ Seymor grunted in his mind. “Alpha, may I know what is our next move? We cannot stay here undetected forever.” Seymor, who could not take it any longer, finally opened his tightly closed lips. With the heavy rainfall hitting them, weighing them down, he could not let themselves wander any longer. “And do you think I care? We are not using our reconnaissance yet, but they can’t even detect us! They call them elites? Werewolf Committee is a bunch of weaklings!” Seymor could not contain it anymore. He released a snort to which his Alpha responded by stopping dead in his tracks. Biting his lower lip, his canines prot
SEYMOR’S FOOLISH THOUGHTS of enjoying the union of his Alpha to his witchy mate were long gone.After lurking in every nook and cranny of the back alley, his soaking wet clothes and his grumbling stomach were the least of his concerns. In fact, he did not think about it until now. Instead, he was bombarded by the maddening thoughts of thousands of different scenarios of his conclusion should they find Diana Ritchell heavily wounded, captured, or worst… dead.A crazy alpha was a disaster, but a mad crazy Alpha Dylan Cain? That was simply a premise for the end of the fucking world. Alpha Dylan’s clenching jaws were a telltale sign that his beast wanted to last out. With the connection blocked and her scent was covered by the heavy downpour of rain – it was not looking for their search party of two.His fists that were clenched as well that Seymor had to maintain a safe distance in order to avoid being the recipient of his Alpha’s veined fists. Veins started to protrude along
Two silhouettes stood against the small windowpanes of the inn they were staying.The whistling of the wind muted the rattling of the glass windows, for the howls brought by the storm were becoming more violent as the sands of time seeped through the wolven folks’ fingers.The flames from the fireplace swayed upon the wind that was able to penetrate the wooden ceilings and brick walls of the dingy inn. Because of this, coldness permeated the constricted area of their room which reminded the two of their homeland.As of now, the Crescent Pack seemed to be eerily silent. The warriors, though many as they were, did not even sense their unwanted presence within their premises. Even with the raging storm, their so-called top-class security was frowned upon by the Blood Claws Pack members.The man standing behind the other one cleared his throat to snap the latter’s attention. “Alpha, what is the next plan?”The Beta could not contain his curiosity, for he knew what the air around his Alpha
‘I need to calm down. The Alpha said that we must blend. I already screwed up when I bumped into a group of hot-headed wolves. Calm down, Seymor! Calm down! The information is better than engaging in a meaningless brawl.’ The entire time that Seymor was silently closing his eyes, he was calming his mind. The sands of time seeped through his fingers, a good moment finally passed and his heaving chest finally calmed. When Seymor finally snapped his eyelids open, he was welcomed by a frowning receptionist whose hands were placed before her perfectly curved bosoms. On instinct, his emerald eyes lingered upon the woman’s proud breasts before he took a sniff. “Pervert!” The resounding slap followed the receptionist’s words. So much for keeping a low profile. END OF FLASHBACK… “The merchants below talked about the witch. They are pinning a non-existent creature as the culprit to the Beta family’s death. As of now, due to the restrictions of the rain, the majority of the Crescent Pack m
‘Is that Dylan? Did he discover that I have some witchy spells under my sleeves? He will kill me if he knows!’ Diana thought as she remained still. She was holding her breath. With squinting eyes, she turned her head to the side. Her back was against the wet bricks of the second floor of a merchant’s store. Diana’s feet were barely maintaining an equal footing as she climbed to the two-story merchant store. With her feet tiptoeing on the gutters, both of her hands were gripping the brick wall with the help of her protruding canines. She left a dent in the brick wall, leaving for sure a trail of her claws against the brick wall for everyone to see when the sun would finally show up… if it would show up. Her back was against the wall, barely touching the bricks. Drips of translucent liquid fell from her shin. The heavy rain which was her doing helped her erase her scent against the crazed black-furred wolf – who happened to be the mate she blocked – who was also
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