Elena My heart thumped heavily, and my breath sizzled when a nurse announced, disrupting the solemn conversation between Alicia and me. “The escort is here for her, ma'am.”A chill ran down my spine and I exchanged a terrified glance with Alicia. Her eyes were wide, and her face had paled a little bit.“No, no, no,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I backed away from Alicia. “I’m not ready to meet them anymore. Please”But Alicia was quick to grab my arm to save me from slipping, her grip tightened on my wrist. “Don't struggle, dear. Think of your wound” she whispered softly. “It'll only make things worse.” Her eyes… voice… face were comforting and assuring that everything would be fine. But internally, I knew nothing was ever going to be fine after meeting with the feared authoritative elders.I couldn't help it as panic had settled inside my belly, and my mind was racing with horrific thoughts. What did the school elders want from me? Why did they need to summon me so urgently t
LoganI entered the packhouse council room, my loosened gold-designed black robe flowing behind me. The wolves parted as I made my way through their midst, their eyes keen on each of my grating steps into the room. The room was tense, with only echoing sounds from my footsteps, breaking the ominous silence. The notable wolves stood at the front line according to the pack status… their stands commanding respect while the crew stood behind the elders with their heads bowed. The council room gleamed with golden chairs, each reserved for the prominent members present in the room, and the floor was tiled with a huge black carpet laid in the middle of the room from the entrance.The twelve eldest elders of Blood Moon stood at the front line by the left side, while my Gamma and his subordinates stood at the second line. The omegas were at the doorstep, staying guard with their heads bowed with few others, I barely recognized their status— Thinking about every werewolf that lives or works i
Logan “I’ll get back to you all after giving it some thought.” I sighed and immediately rose from my seat. “My–” “No one will raise the word… ‘Luna reinstatement’ before my face again until I inform you all about my decision” Elder Gerald stepped out further to say a word but I cut him short before he'd persist against my resolution. He hesitated for a little bit but then stepped back into the elder's line after Thane growled at his wolf An Alpha pair?... Thinking about it alone sends shivers down my spine. The thought of having a Luna… a capable she-wolf who would be appointed as the other part of me sounds so good to the pack members but never to me. Such a she-wolf who possesses an Alpha pair female qualifications has always been found for centuries. Just how who are the elders thinking would perfectly fit in all the qualifications. “Alpha King!!!” An omega ran into the council room, panting heavily but then suddenly stumbled onto the ground. Everyone, including
ElenaThe man clothed in a white robe entered further into the hall with few entourages behind him… and silence engulfed the place with only the chirping of birds echoing from the nearest trees before flying into the woods.Everyone in the room rose on their feet and bowed their heads in respect, with only an exception– being me who was oblivious of the identity of the domineering authority who just clouded over the room with his respectful aura. “I see you've scared the little wolf down to her panties,” the man smiled before walking over to where the other elders were standing. All the elders waited as the man took his seat in the middle on the largest chair while I warily stared at him from the beneath of my darting eyes. "You may have your seats," he ordered and everyone in the room lifted their gaze from their bowed heads before respectively taking their seats.A horrible sinking feeling snapped through my intestines and my veins shuddered underneath my flesh… at the thought of
Elena My eyes widened in surprise, and a mixed feeling of shock and confusion tightly gripped my heart when Elder Gerald spoke up for me– or perhaps it's only right he does so?... However, the look in his eyes wasn’t glinting those of an Elder filial responsibility to put a stop to the scene revolving right before him. It was clearly of great anger– the agitated balls in his eyes tell it all.“Enough of this barbaric behavior!” Elder Gerald added in his hoarse voice, then shifted his gaze away after a long, blank stare into my eyes. I immediately tilted my eyes down when he rose up from his seat, snapping back into my senses.“Do not take offense, Elder Gerald.” Four out of the elders including Elder Titus, whom I presume to be a lot lower in rank, apologized in unison.I huffed under my breath, seeing how silent every one of them instantly chimed when a far superior authority shoveled their spiteful accusations down their throat. Elder Gerald nodded softly in response to their apol
Elena The grasp of his palm tightened on my jaw as Elder Gerald leaned forward… leaving barely an inch between our faces while raising my head to look into his eyes. “When the rogues saw my eyes!” I croaked out, shutting my eyes closed from his boring dark brown balls that held a lot of strong authority in them.… His eyes were a lot stronger than how firmly Brandon's had even tightened my heart. Slowly, the cold grip left my jaw and his hot nostrils breeze sizzled from a distance. “Your eyes?” After sensing he must have leaned backward, I flickered my eyes open.“The rogue said so. I also had no idea what they were talking about,” I lied, my voice steeled and assertive, unlike before. “Perhaps if you could tell me whatever is strange in my eyes”“Beautiful silver balls,” he smiled faintly. “That’s all I could see”. My forehead twitched at how firm and believable the lie sounded– even to the country's ultimate Elder.Elder Gerald strode backward before he turned to walk back to t
Elena “Were you hurt anywhere?” Brandon asked, his stern gaze rolling over my body, almost piercing a hole on my skin. I hesitated for a bit before I finally found my word. “Nothing serious enough for you to worry about,” I said, disbelief lingering over my face as I stared at him blankly.Did Brandon just ask if I was hurt? I mean, I wasn't hallucinating in any way; he actually did ask after my welfare. But why?!I believe we had no strings attached anymore, so why would he ask if I'm hurt? I guess perhaps he was disappointed I haven't been ripped apart by the rogues. “I wasn't worried, Elena. I just hate to see you in pain” Brandon sniffed, his voice croaky but yet had the hint of its hoarseness. I could sense he was probably holding himself back from yelling. “Really?” I scoffed, before turning back to leave. However, I guess leaving at my will wasn't going to be my decision– when the two guards suddenly grabbed my arms.Wasn't his sexy mistress thinking about that before she p
Elena “What do you mean?” Brandon gritted, his eyes almost widening out of his sockets.I scoffed before moving closer to close up the space between us. His reddened eyes bore into mine however as much as the rage burning inside me threatened to send a slap across his face but unfortunately, I couldn't hold my gaze with his. “Placing innocent, are we?” I mumbled, my lips curling into a smirk.“You won't dare play me, Elena,” he muttered, his face growling with his menacing voice.I raised my gaze, my nose scrunched in disgust at his fake innocence. “Does it seem like I am?” I kissed my teeth in distaste as his gaze continued to linger over my body. However as I was about to slide backward away from him, Brandon suddenly grabbed my wrist. Soon after in a fast flash, he slammed my back against the wall.My eyes widened in bewilderment and I winced in pain at the sudden aggressive action. “What are you doing? Let go of me now!” I yelled but it seemed to fall on deaf ears.I tried wrig
Elena “Thanks” I mumbled barely above a whisper, knowing fully that he heard what I had said. My head gently resting on his chest as he walked down the dark tunnel.“I should be the one to apologize,” he simply replied. Though I noticed how forced he was to say those words. So, I decided to innocently play along. “Apologize for what?” I raised my head up to look into his face. My mind filled with a lot of imagination on how he got the scar on his other eyes thus making his handsome face to be roughly stitched up. “You don't know?” He looked down at my face but was also quick to look away, his gaze fixated on the dark lane ahead of us. “Hmm. I don't” I nodded, my eyes scanning through the unprofessional stitches on his other eyes. I bet he noticed the lingering gaze on his face but chose not to speak and let me look for how long I wanted. How painful it must have been to endure through the process. The scar, the pain, and everything else he must have to go through before accepting
Logan “My Alpha,” Max, my Gamma called, his expression clouded with longness and anxiety. “Do you really have to go at such extreme length?”My face darkened with fury, almost flaring up to rebuke his laziness. But then, thinking on the other side, I think I could understand his heartfelt concerns. However, granting his request since I've declared my impromptu journey to the north part of the country— the pack prison, can only be a nightmare that would never be real. My mind has been made up and that's it. “It's part of my duty. So, pack up and don't even attempt to drag down the journey,” I stressed in my warning before looking away from his sluggishness and fixating my attention on the letter I was writing behind for Elder Gerald.I have chosen this path not for myself or my workaholic energy, but for the greatness of the pack. For me not to defy the command and authority that my responsibilities as the ultimate Alpha held. How I wish everyone else, including Max, could see how h
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
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
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