A few hours earlier…At the highest fortress of the Werewolf Committee, two people stood side by side as they watched the rising sun from the grand balcony of the uppermost part of the tower.Twirling the goblet of wine in her hand, Shananel, who was clad in her Elder uniform, stood straight with her chin held high. The air of solemnity and nobility wafted from her, making people rever her presence. It was a telltale sign of the peak of vicissitudes she had grasped after many years of battles both in war and in politics.Through her sharp pair of eyes, there was nothing but a trace of determination and ambition.“Elder Shananel,” called the middle-aged man wearing a pure white cloak with feathered edges.Shananel hummed in response as she took a sip from her goblet of wine, staining her pale lips with a crimson shade.The man cleared his throat before he continued; the suffocating oppressive aura from Shananel was making it hard for him to continue. But he knew that to spare his life,
Upon Soleyah’s declaration, everyone became frozen.As the seed of doubt was planted, more and more started to question what was happening. From Lina, who was curled against the tensed Diana, to Seymor Tesan, who was openly glaring and frowning at Soleyah, to Soleyah, whose eyes were shining brightly.Upon seeing Soleyah’s gleaming eyes, more and more believed her words. After all, it was common knowledge in this wolven continent that the alpha heritage of the aloof Woodland Pack was especially beloved by the Moon Goddess herself, giving each generation’s alpha a unique skill.For Soleyah, she was the alpha gifted by the All-seeing Eyes.No lies were left unscathed and no secrets were left unturned in front of her eyes. With this pair of eyes, she was able to uncover the real appearance hiding behind the skin of a frail-looking woman. At first, she did not detect it. Probably, the warlock had a magic tool to hide his presence against witches like Talia and Diana.But it was only a mat
Jaxon, who was about to step forward and pull Talia back, was stopped by Cameron. His brothers, though sporting a worried look, shook their heads, indicating to Jaxon that they should let Talia settle her grudges. After all, they had heard about the fate Talia had to suffer at the hands of her fellow witches. They could only blame themselves for foolishly thinking that they were saving her by letting her stay there even after knowing that their mate was a witch in the Genesis Coven. Their supposed compassionate move pushed Talia instead to an abyss of more suffering. The least they could do to her was to let her have her revenge to her heart’s content. Upon seeing the consent of the six alphas of the Night Prowlers Pack, the others had to take a step back as well. Since the main tent was merely standing and the important pieces of paper were taken by Rakiz already, the place which was a hub of strategy became an instant arena. For the first time, Talia gave her six mates a look of ap
Experience would indeed topple talent.What was happening before Diana was the perfect example of this passage. No matter how talented Talia was, the experiences Merlin accumulated throughout his life still gave him the advantage to turn over the situation just by using a series of underhanded means.Was it fair? No.Did it matter? No.In this world, especially in the world of the supernatural, the strong ruled over the weak.Strength was simply the law.“Damn it!” Alpha Rhys could not stand watching his mate being pressed by Merlin. He took a step forward, preparing to dash forward, only to be stopped by a soft yet firm hand. When he looked back, he saw Diana shaking her head at him.She said, “This is Talia’s demon. Let her beat her own demon, only then, can she open her heart to you. Ever since I met Talia, her heart is already corroded by her tragic past. She needs this fight more than ever.”Diana was not only telling this to the six alphas, but she was also saying this for herse
The screams of agony and the sound of slashes filled the battlefield.From time to time, the shrieks of agony and the cackles of disparity resonated within the crimson field.Blue and red mixed perfectly, blinding the onlookers perfectly. Even with the silence between the onlookers, they could tell that Talia had surrendered to her inner demons. From here on, it was Talia against herself. It was up to her if she could pull herself up from the slump she was in.Though the six alphas were in tenterhooks, they could do nothing, but wait. After all, to strip off Talia’s trauma, she must defeat her inner demons. Only then could she be able to start anew with her six alpha mates.On the other hand, while Talia was still battling with the dying and desperate Merlin, Diana walked to Soleyah with Rakiz in tow.“Alpha Soleyah, how’s it?”“Luna Diana, Mister Lemoir,” Soleyah greeted. She stepped out from the group of wolves who were observing the battle and led Diana and Rakiz to her tent.As so
Elder Shananel Ritchell smashed the edge of the wooden table of his temporary desk. The sound of rough pants resonated inside the lavish room. The parchment in her hand had long been torn from the claws that protruded into her half-transformed werewolf arm. Veins popped around her forehead and neck as her predatory eyes gleamed in the darkness of the room she was occupying. Three sets of eyes looked at the seething Elder. The two others were wavering as they cast their heads down, too afraid that the Elder’s anger would be lashed at them. While the other one remained calm as his eyes remained fixated on Elder Shananel. His gaze held a sense of familiarity with the scene he was currently witnessing as of the moment. “Where is the messenger who delivered the letter?” Elder Shananel’s voice was guttural as if she was only withholding herself from shifting. Axel Crescent, Shananel’s self-proclaimed apprentice, answered curtly. His tone was sharp and his words were precise. Gone was the
Upon the mutual understanding between Diana and Diana, Diana pursued her duty as the hybrid while Talia did her part as the last surviving witch in the Genesis Coven. Diana’s steps were light as she trudged to the center of the encampment. All werewolves from various tribes who chose to fight against the oppression of the Werewolf Committee and who were busy with readying the weapons and traps, healing the wounded, and transferring the cadavers, glared at her and Talia as if the situation was all their fault.The animosity between werewolves and witches could not be taken down easily. There were still wolves who hated the existence of witches—even when Diana and Talia were both Luna.Talia, who was used to the look of contempt around her, walked straight ahead to the tent which was a step behind Diana. They were assigned a tent of their own to change their garbs. Even with the identity of a Luna, they still chose to have equal treatment with other wolves.After all, this was war. Whil
In front of a brewing blizzard, Soleyah stood with her chin held high.Her grip on the humungous crescent-shaped sword tightened as her red scarf swayed from the frosty blow of the familiar northern breeze as if it were welcoming Soleyah.‘Let me out, Soleyah,’ Aria—Soleyah’s blessed wolf—snarled a command at the back of Soleyah’s mind. Her wolf was pretty agitated from the thought of revenge. Finally, after years of injustice, her father’s murder would be avenged by her.This was Soleyah’s number one goal when she came back to this wolven continent.Soleyah sighed. ‘We cannot show them our furs, especially our moon crest, Aria. Please, understand. But not shifting will not hinder us, you know that. No need to make such a fuss. I will give you your turn… that I promise.’Aria’s snarling noises at the back of Soleyah’s head grew louder. ‘Finish this immediately, Soleyah, or I swear I will step out and even you can’t stop it. And you know it.’‘Fine. Just don’t exert too much aura. The