A ray of sunlight pierced between his twitching eyelids. The law of nature woke him up, and the nearing footsteps occupied his senses as soon as he regained consciousness. Though he remained lying still on a bed made of haystack and woven wool, Dylan’s attention was on high alert.His alertness subsided upon realizing he was in his pack, the Blood Claws Pack.‘What happened? The last thing I remembered… damn it, I don’t remember anything!’ Dylan lashed out at the back of his mind. His knuckles were white from his clenched fists as his jaws clenched upon thinking that the rogues had stabbed him in the back right after he implemented the plan.‘But why am I still here? Why am I still alive despite my plan failing miserably? I bet that Seymor is looking for me elsewhere.’ Dylan sniffed, inhaling the aroma of both seduction and innocence. Amid the onslaught of pheromones, a stray thought overlapped with the darkness – a silhouette.A faceless image that reminded him of the calm spring – s
DIANA’S EARS twitched upon hearing the growl behind the door when she was about to enter. Though her hearing and smelling senses were not as astounded as the alpha in her home, her ears were quite handy for certain dangers in her midst. As soon as she turned the knob, her beaten door – made of vines and tree trunks – groaned. Diana was forced to swallow the clog in her throat as her heart pounded – a familiar feeling whenever she was regretting something idiotic that she had done AKA last night’s incident.Flicking her wrist, a trace of magic surrounded her face as she willed through her mind what she wanted.She wanted to make her face unrecognizable for Dylan. And after leaving this place, he would forget this part of his experience as if it never happened.Fully confident with her novice magic, Diana pushed forward.“Are you awake, Alpha Cain?” Taking a peek, half of her face popped from the barely opened door. Diana glanced at what was transpiring inside her temporary room. Sudden
THE SOUND OF gongs shook the air, alerting the heightened senses of the citizens of the Blood Claws Pack. The ladies from all the packs who were in their silk clothes squirmed on their seats as they waited for the potential males among the new members of the pack.Mothers chastised them for giggling. Golden ringlets made from the sought-after goods of the mines from the far mountains of the western territories gleamed under the glaring sun. Parasols littered in front of the double doors of the gates that were made with fire and metal ores. It flustered everyone from the mere thought of finding the most compatible scent in this gathering.If outsiders would see this, no one would associate it with the ruthless and crude Blood Claws Pack.Beyond the rattling doors that were slowly opening before the eligible unmated ladies of the Blood Claws Pack, a woman who barely finished the celebration of her eighteenth summer solstice stared at the Cherry Blossom trees below her. The knot lodged d
Hundreds of footsteps from the wide major streets made of cobblestones to the murky roads in the back alley were all buried by the sound of traditional music instrumentals from the open bars around the area. The buzzing chatters from merchants who came from the farthest part of the continent gathered at the central town of the Blood Claws Pack. The central town was the alpha’s grounds. Hundreds of imposing buildings surrounded by canyons watched the history of one pack loved by the goddess to bloom into one big pack, followed by hundreds of wolves. Blood Claws Pack was above all loved by the moon goddess, for they were specially crafted for two seasons as the goddess loomed over them with one great smile—or so the legend said. But some would say that the Blood Claws Pack was cursed and not blessed by the Moon Goddess for having an alpha like Alpha Dylan Cain. Other packs would say that he was not destined for a mate – but here she was, reborn with witchy abilities. Though the Blood C
After this final plan, there would be no more turning back. The game of death and revenge would finally start turning. “No innocent will die, Shinro.” This was a promise not to Shinro but to herself and to her wolf. “What will you tell Alpha Dylan? He is still your mate. And he is the alpha. He is bound to know that shit is going down.” Remembering their previous interactions when he brought her to meet that person, she breathed in. “I believe he already knew most of my plan.” She sighed. “Knowing and seeing are two different things. I will have to talk to him one of these days. He is a bit unstable, you know. You’re his doctor, you know it best.” “And whose fault was that? It is a natural reaction against a mate bond. You tinkered with the bond through magic, this is the consequence.” Frowning, she asked. “We both acknowledged our mate bond. Why am I still alright?” Shinro started to eat the bowl of noodles in front of him. “It is a subconscious reaction on his part. He somehow
Hours before the call from Beta Seymor to Diana... “Alpha Dylan, our men received your command. They are on their way to the Crescent Pack,” said the man, wrapped in a cloak. The lush forest reflected on his deep emerald eyes with a good amount of specks of gold. He stared ahead while he was one step behind the towering man, who was also in a cloak. Around them were dozens of people who were also wearing cloaks from a variety of fabrics—they made theirs as pungent as possible to confuse their enemies with their original scents. Disappearing and appearing between the pine trees and the oak trees that littered the northern territorial entrance of the Crescent Pack, people from different packs would pass by this part since this was a no-man territory and it was the shortest roué to the Werewolf Committee. A fraction of his blonde locks protruded from the hood while he was keeping up with the other man’s pace. “Crescent is a lively place to settle in, yeah? Too bad it did not treat Miss
Everything was like a whirlwind of events for Diana Ritchell. The last thing she remembered clearly, she was talking to Alpha Shinro, the former healer, while he visited the Blood Claws Pack right after the Welcoming Ceremony… then the next thing she realized, Beta Seymor Tesan called for her and then he was in front of her face yelling at her frantically how Alpha Dylan Cain lost control while venting his anger. Apparently, her mate had once lost a loved one and he relieved the pain to the Crescent Pack as if Diana also died like his first mate. He acted as if he had lost her but it was all in his head. Alpha Dylan’s past and present merged and he could not identify the reality anymore – this was what she deduced after letting her ears suffer from Beta Seymor’s high-pitched voice. Now, she was in front of his room. The moment she held the doorknob, Diana had already made a choice. And her choice was him – Alpha Dylan Cain, her damaged and unconventional alpha. She knew they were
WITH HER HEAD LYING ON his bare chest while her legs linked onto his body with nothing between but body heat, the two enjoyed the night. The crimson and azure hue embers were peaking beyond the curtains before they could penetrate the drapes that surrounded the messy bed. Gone were the clothes the alpha and the luna were wearing. They lay like trash on the bed’s feet after being discarded in a frenzied state. When a beast was in a rut, propriety was the last thing on their minds. The sheets of the bed were wrinkled as if a storm wreaked havoc upon it, but it was not a storm nor a battle that transpired here – but a passionate exchange of body heat and bodily fluids. It was notable how Diana Ritchell’s scent changed after being marked and mated by Dylan. Diana did not know when she stopped counting how many times they did it. But when they reached the tenth time by midnight, she stopped caring about everything and decided to enjoy her orgasms as she kept on repeating how much she wan
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