The sky was now filled with vile strikes of lightning bolts. It rained down like hail. At the top of the unmoving and floating mountain-like beast, the eye of the storm hovered like an omen.A cold gush of wind whistled against the burning trees down below the surface. After the meteoric fireballs razed the dungeon down, the boiling swamp had lost all the living things dwelling in it. Even the neighboring caves of the dungeon had also long been destroyed after the debris of the battle.From a not-so-distant area separated by a dimension, Shananel stood atop a cliff with the elders who were on her side. No matter how sharp their eyes were, they were still unable to see the two tiny specs of figures at the center of the battle even with the mirror’s existence. Their countenance was solemn from the fear that their masterpiece would be defeated. All the elite warriors of the Werewolf Committee, aside from Merlin, were now on standby and ready to commence as reinforcement when needed. The
"!!!", Dylan."!!!", Behemoth.Diana Ritchell did not leave the Behemoth waiting for a long time. After introducing herself, her words were carried by the malevolent waves of the wind. Black hair glided smoothly behind her as she looked down at the Behemoth as if it was far beneath her.She, both a woman and pregnant, was now looking down at the beast who had never put her into mind. But she was no lily that needed protecting as Dylan thought nor was she a pebble that could easily be trampled over like the behemoth initially thought–no. She was a tree, strong and proud no matter how much wind she would attract.She was a female alpha, Diana Ritchell, and she would take the Behemoth's head one way or another.Raising her right hand, hundreds of thousands of fireballs appeared in the sky. It was the size of a human skull, but every fireball carried the mighty Nirvana Flame. The colossal flame sword made of Nirvana Flame was still hovering over the stupefied Behemoth and its tip still po
One by one, the tentacles lost their strength. What was once countless pairs of fierce eyes had now turned into domestic ones. The air of malediction around the gigantic Behemoth vanished as if it had already lost all of its intent to kill her. Gone was the fortress-like cage created by the tentacles to protect its main body. Gone were the lightning streaks that littered the dark sky.The subjugation was successful. Diana did it. It felt like a century battling this behemoth.A small curve carved on her lips as she flicked her right wrist. The fireballs that were yet to be used surrounded the unmoving Behemoth. A new cage made of Nirvana Flame fireballs trapped any route of escape for the Behemoth.Diana observed the behemoth for a while. She gauged if there was any hidden hostility beneath the behemoth’s defeated form. After seeing that there was nothing, Diana breathed a sigh of relief. She honestly did not want to fight right now."Good," said Diana. Her grin could not be containe
The moon was at its highest peak. A singular patch of moonlight sheen pierced through the center of the snowy meadow, illuminating the Wisteria Tree just enough to see the silhouettes of the two tangled people at the feet of the ancient tree.Amid the silence of the enchanted night, a woman's gasping sound penetrated every nook and cranny of the place. If the frozen trees and frost flowers could blush from the erotic noise that filled the night, they would surely turn beet-red.Legs coiled around Dylan's bare waist, Diana tilted her chin up to breathe. Gasping, her hands clawed the tree trunk behind her for support and reprieve. It was suffocating, the good kind of suffocating. Her emotions were a mess. Torn by the fact that she was at the mercy of her man again and by the irrefutable fact that she felt drawn toward the blue-eyed alpha before her, Diana chose to lose herself after facing a series of life and death situations. 'Just one night,' Diana thought. The vision of the moon be
"Call the majority of the alliance and surround the P Pack and B Pack's settlement. This will warn the armies of the enemy," Dylan suggested as he pointed around the terrains where the P Pack and the B Pack temporary settlements were located."Since when did they arrive in the Wolven Continent?" Diana, who was on edge the entire afternoon, snapped at her wolf lover. Realizing her words came out wrong, she sighed before shaking her head."Forget it. I'm sorry for being edgy with you when you only want to help."Dylan massaged Diana Ritchell's stiff shoulders as he stood behind her back. "I completely understand your predicament. I have been there and what I badly wanted at that time was a helping hand to guide me. Please do not take my suggestions the wrong way, Diana. We are a team, babe."Diana placed her hand atop his left hand, drawing circles at the back of his palm. "Thank you, truly."Pulling herself together, not just for her sanity but for Dylan as well, she walked to the part
Sea of blood.A sea of blood hidden beneath the thick veil of mist was what Diana Ritchell saw the moment she arrived in the eerily silent Crescent Pack Territory. The silence was deafening that she reckoned anyone could hear the pounding of her heart. Every nerve of her body tightened as she grew closer, both wanting to pull time and stop time. No matter how efficient the portal was, she was still a step too late from this carnage.She was livid.She was furious.These were the only emotions that swirled around Diana Ritchell.The moment the gigantic flapping wings of the Phoenix blew away the mist, unveiling the tragedy she caused, Diana Ritchell lost all her strength as she released a staggering breath. With an ashen face and tear-filled eyes, she unmounted from the Phoenix with trembling knees."No," she whispered, but for Diana Ritchell, she was already screaming inside. Shaking her head, tears continued to fall from her eyes.Red. Everything was red before her as the moonless n
[WARNING: TRIGGER WARNING CONTENTS!] Rostam Clawmark and Greko Blazul: "!!!" "No way! No way! That is a lie!" Anastasia, who discarded her mate, stomped her broken foot repeatedly as she stripped any soft countenance, revealing her crazy personality to the thousands of beasts she had seduced throughout to march for her bidding. "This all a bad dream! You're a pathetic woman! You should be a cannon fodder, a human furnace for us—the chosen ones! I dreamed of your demise over and over again! Why is it different? Why?" Anastasia's last words pulled Diana Ritchell's attention back to the former. Diana Ritchell cocked her head and grinned mockingly. "A dream, huh?” She flicked her wrist. Something flickered in Diana’s eyes upon analyzing Anastasia’s words. It could be that Anastasia dreamed of her past life. "Aaaah!" A torrential whirlwind made of Nirvana flame engulfed Anastasia who was still slumped on the floor. She screamed in pain as the wind barely covered her from the flames—
The sound of breaking echoed once more. The omegas loitering around the gloomy and cold corridors were long used to it. If it was before, they would have scampered away for fear of being implicated, but after getting used to it, they turned a blind eye to it already.On the other hand, behind the iron door, Shananel glared at the men before her. They were the subsidiary leaders of the Werewolf Committee across the seas. She called for their reinforcement yet they failed to meet her expectation.“Fools! All of you! I only ask you for one simple task and you failed miserably!” Shananel swiped her table once more, but there was nothing left to shatter. Dissatisfied with it, she kicked the table instead.Merlin chuckled without a sound as he stood behind Shananel. “If we can’t defeat them with tactics that you are proud of, why don’t you leave the planning to me?”“What did you say?” Shananel asked in a low yet dangerous voice as she slowly turned around. What Shananel hated the most was