Elena Entering into the famous Blood Moon pack prison. Wolf Country hell. The warriors, including myself— who were dragged in, took an intercept into a left corner shortly after we went a bit further behind the magnificent gate, which was shut immediately after we entered. In a flash, my eyes glanced around the prison's yard— built with a mixture of metal, iron, and stones, making it look so rusty and old like no renovation had been made for quite a long while. Then, I also noticed how desolate the vicinity was, with only a few warriors dressed in their armor patrolling in company. Meanwhile, I had expected prison to be overly crowded with hoarse voices of prisoners who wish to be free from agony… pain… and torture amidst others. However, it was so silent that even the gate warriors' murmurs could easily be heard. “Hey, open up!” The one-eyed General yelled out to no one in particular shortly after we emerged out of the left corner. Immediately, a rusty tunnel gateway was
Elena ‘Why is asking him what's bulging your mind absurd?’ Crystal howled, the profound confidence inside her twirling a sharp pain of pain into my heart. Wait. Does that mean I could relate with her emotions? My mind sprinted along with her words and I could feel my panic rising in that quick moment. ‘But, he's cruel,’ I said, making Crystal sigh deeply— a heavy thud sank into her mind as a result of her thoughts and then smeared with mine. ‘He’s also dark and determined to see me suffer for being unable to shift’ ‘All thanks to you’ I added, a hint of my anger directed at her. Once again, Crystal sighed. Her frustration smeared with me– making me even weaker to stand on my feet. “So, would you like to say what you saw inside my eyes after staring into it for what seemed like years?!” Just then, the hoarse voice of the grumpy warrior resonated deep inside my ears, prompting me to flinch. I shook my head, my eyes widening at the huge misunderstanding that seemed to
Logan “Who's over there?” I called out after sensing the sweet scent of a she-wolf honey-smelling pheromones and a familiar masculine sweat screeching into the air from where I stood while admiring the beautiful scenery of the pack’s garden. The strong odor mixed with the aromatic fragrance of the different planted flowers. However, one thing was cleared, judging by my Alpha instinct— something was off. …That was certainly Brandon's scent. But the she-wolf fragrance belongs to whom? Could that be his mate? Moreover, I haven't even set my eyes on his mate ever since he informed the council that he had found his missing rib— neither have he introduced the she-wolf who would rule along with him to me or the pack. Sensing I couldn't stay still and ignore the ominous feeling and silence that followed, I walked away from where I stood, following the stench of the sweat and the she-wolf pheromones sizzling into the breezy air. “Father?” A voice called, making me stop on my tra
Elena ‘Why is asking him what's bulging your mind absurd?’ Crystal howled, the profound confidence inside her twirling a sharp pain of pain into my heart.Wait. Does that mean I could relate with her emotions?My mind sprinted along with her words and I could feel my panic rising in that quick moment. ‘But, he's cruel,’ I said, making Crystal sigh deeply— a heavy thud sank into her mind as a result of her thoughts and then smeared with mine. ‘He’s also dark and determined to see me suffer for being unable to shift’ ‘All thanks to you’ I added, a hint of my anger directed at her. Once again, Crystal sighed. Her frustration smeared with me– making me even weaker to stand on my feet.“So, would you like to say what you saw inside my eyes after staring into it for what seemed like years?!” Just then, the hoarse voice of the grumpy warrior resonated deep inside my ears, prompting me to flinch.I shook my head, my eyes widening at the huge misunderstanding that seemed to have brought ab
Logan“Who's over there?” I called out after sensing the sweet scent of a she-wolf honey-smelling pheromones and a familiar masculine sweat screeching into the air from where I stood while admiring the beautiful scenery of the pack’s garden.The strong odor mixed with the aromatic fragrance of the different planted flowers. However, one thing was cleared, judging by my Alpha instinct— something was off.…That was certainly Brandon's scent. But the she-wolf fragrance belongs to whom?Could that be his mate?Moreover, I haven't even set my eyes on his mate ever since he informed the council that he had found his missing rib— neither have he introduced the she-wolf who would rule along with him to me or the pack. Sensing I couldn't stay still and ignore the ominous feeling and silence that followed, I walked away from where I stood, following the stench of the sweat and the she-wolf pheromones sizzling into the breezy air. “Father?” A voice called, making me stop on my track the moment
Logan I noticed Brandon's hesitation for a while, his mind obviously running wild with different thoughts– judging from the furrowed countenance on his face… before he finally spoke up. “Do you think the girl would survive it?” He asked, his voice croaked while he repeatedly smoothed the edge of his lips with his right palm. “Well, the pack's prison isn't as easy as killing a rogue,” I replied in sarcasm. Even if the little one had killed a rogue, considering her deviant circumstances, the pack prison might not have been as easy as anyone would have thought. Subsequently, Brandon mumbled a soft word which I clearly heard through the silence of the air. “I bet she won't survive it” His words suddenly fueled my curiosity thus making me ask the inevitable question. “Is she one of your acquaintances?” “No!” Brandon snapped almost immediately, his eyes bulging widely through the dark. “She'd never be” “I see” I breathed out. I had initially thought he was the type to worry about
Elena I guess I was Crystal's pawn all along. Whereas what we werewolves have been taught was that we must be the ones to have authority over our wolf and not otherwise. While fulfilling this hectic task, is also another utmost way of quenching the aggressive thirst of some wolves who wish to run wild and ultimately berserk away from their fellow kind. Thus causing harm to the society as a whole.We were also taught that curtailing our wolf motives with the action of taking over their mind would further be of great importance to the pack and ourselves. But too bad, none was able to be used against Crystal.…She’s always faster and quicker to make decisions than I am. And frantically, never for once have I infiltrated into her mind as it was always well guarded like a metal gate. And now, once again since she has appeared… I was left alone to handle yet another messy situation all by myself. Darn Crystal!Suddenly, everyone, including me, turned to look at the humid presence strid
“Hey Elena! Here you are,” Chris said, approaching me with a glass of wine in his hand, which I simply retorted with a wide smile beaming radiantly as the lights flickered around the hall.Today is my coming of age day - my eighteenth year old birthday that also matches with the crescent moon night. How blessed I am! And this same night, I’ll get to be marked by Brandon Thorne, the future Alpha King of Blood Moon pack and also the most gorgeous male wolf in the whole of Moon College- my mate and also my childhood crush. “Here darling, have some drink to celebrate your eighteenth year on soil,” Chris smiled, pushing the glass filled with a mixed cocktail drink into my hands. “Oh no, Chris. You know pretty well that I don't drink” I mumbled, pushing the glass aside. “You’re sure?” He drew the glass nearer, almost taking it up to his mouth. “You sure you're not going to regret not taking this?” He insisted, raising his eyebrow at me.“No thanks, you can have the drink,” I replied, til
Elena I guess I was Crystal's pawn all along. Whereas what we werewolves have been taught was that we must be the ones to have authority over our wolf and not otherwise. While fulfilling this hectic task, is also another utmost way of quenching the aggressive thirst of some wolves who wish to run wild and ultimately berserk away from their fellow kind. Thus causing harm to the society as a whole.We were also taught that curtailing our wolf motives with the action of taking over their mind would further be of great importance to the pack and ourselves. But too bad, none was able to be used against Crystal.…She’s always faster and quicker to make decisions than I am. And frantically, never for once have I infiltrated into her mind as it was always well guarded like a metal gate. And now, once again since she has appeared… I was left alone to handle yet another messy situation all by myself. Darn Crystal!Suddenly, everyone, including me, turned to look at the humid presence strid
Logan I noticed Brandon's hesitation for a while, his mind obviously running wild with different thoughts– judging from the furrowed countenance on his face… before he finally spoke up. “Do you think the girl would survive it?” He asked, his voice croaked while he repeatedly smoothed the edge of his lips with his right palm. “Well, the pack's prison isn't as easy as killing a rogue,” I replied in sarcasm. Even if the little one had killed a rogue, considering her deviant circumstances, the pack prison might not have been as easy as anyone would have thought. Subsequently, Brandon mumbled a soft word which I clearly heard through the silence of the air. “I bet she won't survive it” His words suddenly fueled my curiosity thus making me ask the inevitable question. “Is she one of your acquaintances?” “No!” Brandon snapped almost immediately, his eyes bulging widely through the dark. “She'd never be” “I see” I breathed out. I had initially thought he was the type to worry about
Logan“Who's over there?” I called out after sensing the sweet scent of a she-wolf honey-smelling pheromones and a familiar masculine sweat screeching into the air from where I stood while admiring the beautiful scenery of the pack’s garden.The strong odor mixed with the aromatic fragrance of the different planted flowers. However, one thing was cleared, judging by my Alpha instinct— something was off.…That was certainly Brandon's scent. But the she-wolf fragrance belongs to whom?Could that be his mate?Moreover, I haven't even set my eyes on his mate ever since he informed the council that he had found his missing rib— neither have he introduced the she-wolf who would rule along with him to me or the pack. Sensing I couldn't stay still and ignore the ominous feeling and silence that followed, I walked away from where I stood, following the stench of the sweat and the she-wolf pheromones sizzling into the breezy air. “Father?” A voice called, making me stop on my track the moment
Elena ‘Why is asking him what's bulging your mind absurd?’ Crystal howled, the profound confidence inside her twirling a sharp pain of pain into my heart.Wait. Does that mean I could relate with her emotions?My mind sprinted along with her words and I could feel my panic rising in that quick moment. ‘But, he's cruel,’ I said, making Crystal sigh deeply— a heavy thud sank into her mind as a result of her thoughts and then smeared with mine. ‘He’s also dark and determined to see me suffer for being unable to shift’ ‘All thanks to you’ I added, a hint of my anger directed at her. Once again, Crystal sighed. Her frustration smeared with me– making me even weaker to stand on my feet.“So, would you like to say what you saw inside my eyes after staring into it for what seemed like years?!” Just then, the hoarse voice of the grumpy warrior resonated deep inside my ears, prompting me to flinch.I shook my head, my eyes widening at the huge misunderstanding that seemed to have brought ab
Logan “Who's over there?” I called out after sensing the sweet scent of a she-wolf honey-smelling pheromones and a familiar masculine sweat screeching into the air from where I stood while admiring the beautiful scenery of the pack’s garden. The strong odor mixed with the aromatic fragrance of the different planted flowers. However, one thing was cleared, judging by my Alpha instinct— something was off. …That was certainly Brandon's scent. But the she-wolf fragrance belongs to whom? Could that be his mate? Moreover, I haven't even set my eyes on his mate ever since he informed the council that he had found his missing rib— neither have he introduced the she-wolf who would rule along with him to me or the pack. Sensing I couldn't stay still and ignore the ominous feeling and silence that followed, I walked away from where I stood, following the stench of the sweat and the she-wolf pheromones sizzling into the breezy air. “Father?” A voice called, making me stop on my tra
Elena ‘Why is asking him what's bulging your mind absurd?’ Crystal howled, the profound confidence inside her twirling a sharp pain of pain into my heart. Wait. Does that mean I could relate with her emotions? My mind sprinted along with her words and I could feel my panic rising in that quick moment. ‘But, he's cruel,’ I said, making Crystal sigh deeply— a heavy thud sank into her mind as a result of her thoughts and then smeared with mine. ‘He’s also dark and determined to see me suffer for being unable to shift’ ‘All thanks to you’ I added, a hint of my anger directed at her. Once again, Crystal sighed. Her frustration smeared with me– making me even weaker to stand on my feet. “So, would you like to say what you saw inside my eyes after staring into it for what seemed like years?!” Just then, the hoarse voice of the grumpy warrior resonated deep inside my ears, prompting me to flinch. I shook my head, my eyes widening at the huge misunderstanding that seemed to
Elena Entering into the famous Blood Moon pack prison. Wolf Country hell. The warriors, including myself— who were dragged in, took an intercept into a left corner shortly after we went a bit further behind the magnificent gate, which was shut immediately after we entered. In a flash, my eyes glanced around the prison's yard— built with a mixture of metal, iron, and stones, making it look so rusty and old like no renovation had been made for quite a long while. Then, I also noticed how desolate the vicinity was, with only a few warriors dressed in their armor patrolling in company. Meanwhile, I had expected prison to be overly crowded with hoarse voices of prisoners who wish to be free from agony… pain… and torture amidst others. However, it was so silent that even the gate warriors' murmurs could easily be heard. “Hey, open up!” The one-eyed General yelled out to no one in particular shortly after we emerged out of the left corner. Immediately, a rusty tunnel gateway was
Brandon “I can't, Alpha Brandon” the girl declared, her voice dripping with uprightness. My eyes widened in shock as her blunt words snapped at my Alpha authority. I huffed at the fake innocence lingering over her face as she struggled to step back away from me. But too bad for her, my left hand had already grabbed her butt cheek– softly fondling the succulent flesh to my satisfaction. While my other hand held her wrist tightly on my chest. “Why can't we?” I simply asked. Although, I knew I was never letting go of a delicate prey that'd quench my urge… whatever her excuse might be. “I have a mate” she mumbled, her voice low and cautious. “You know very well that no other man is allowed to touch a she-wolf after she has found her mate” “I dare not defy the mating rule” she added, her eyes flickering away from looking into mine. “Not with an Alpha heir” I rolled my eyes internally at her utterance that seemed to be lecturing me on what I clearly knew about. “So?” I smi
Brandon “We’ve successfully handed her over to the prison warriors.” “Serves her right!” Isabel smirked on hearing the report from the guards who were told to escort Elena. I felt a surge of anger flare up inside me, seeing how happy Isabel was, but I knew I couldn't take it out on her. Not now, at least. With a snarl, I turned and stormed out of the room, leaving Elena and the guards behind. But I knew this wasn't over. Deep inside my mind, my wolf, my inner spirit, and others…. Something doesn't sit quite comfortably that Elena is now out of my reach. ~~~~~~ I forced myself to take a deep, steady breath— trying as hard as possible to focus on the paperwork I had to turn in before the end of the day. However, my mind couldn't be fixated in a place as I imagined how comfortable my weak mutt would be, where she was. I had never intended to keep her out of my reach. At least not into that far-dried region. “Alpha Prince?” I heard my duty teacher voice, Lucas snapped me out of