RICK FORSONTHE PAST DAYS have been a whole Rollercoaster for Rick and the Red Moon pack. Omega slaves have all been raised and were not integrated members of the pack and they have been shared into different branches of the pack. He found some very strong wolves amongst them that became part of the warriors; some became trackers and scout patrols, and some became nurses and healers of the pack. The newly added numbers made the pack run even smoother than it used to.Although many people, especially the high-ranked wolves, did not like this new change. Most of the high-ranked wolves felt that it was disrespectful for them to work with "omega slaves" as equals, and they still tried to impose their authority in secret.Beth and Charles were also among the people that hated this change.Rick knew what was going on between his wife and the man from the council, but if he pretended not to know. He preferred to be underrated by his enemies. A small knock came through his bedroom door; think
AS THE SUN went down, vampires came out of their sleeping places. It could be caves, or basements, anywhere away from the rays of daylight. The night was the active time for the undead bloodsuckers, and this night was no exception. In the darkened corners of the streets, vampires hung around, biting and sucking blood on unsuspecting victims, oftentimes leaving them for dead where they dropped."I do not mind killing every one of them myself," Vladimir said, holding a glass cup filled with a red liquid. "Bunch of mindless animals.""They are your creation, Vlad," Vorenus said. "You should be proud."Vladimir scoffed and took a small sip from his cup. "You," he said pointing at Vorenus and Alice. "You two are my creations... They," He gestured outside. "They are YOUR creations. And they disgust me."Vorenus looked away. "They'll come around soon.""You haven't even come around," Vladimir snorted. "You still drink blood like an animal.""We're all animals..." Vorenus countered."And her
FEW CENTURIES AGO, 50 B.C.EA POORLY DRESSED man marched through the stone-cobbled street, dragging a little dirty boy roughly. "Faster, boy!" The man snarled. They splashed barefoot through the puddle that muddied the road. The man barged through a small wooden shack. It was a rowdy bar filled with loud, half-drunk men.The man dragged the boy through the crowd and to the far back of the bar. He sat on a keg opposite another fat man and pushed the boy forward. "Here he is," the man said. "He can clean, and he will do anything you want him to. Anything."The fat man chuckled and leaned forward with some difficulty. "Is that so?"The man nodded and slapped the boy on the back, pushing him forward. The boy clasped his hands and looked as the fat man regarded him like a slab of meat."He is a bit skinny for my taste," The fat man said."Oh I can have him fattened up," The first man replied urgently. "He will have the family's portion for a week, he will become fat."The young boy did not
ANNA KYLIN CHESTER I CAME AWAKE slowly. I vaguely realized that it wasn't on the bed I slept off on. My vision cleared and I saw that I wasn't in Lorna's house anymore. These lights were too bright, and the smell... it reminded me of a hospital.I looked around and confirmed my suspicions. I was in a hospital, and the smell of fire and soot hung around my body. I had never really been to the hospital in the kingdom before. It was barely used, it had been built just because I was studying medicine.But today, I could hear another breath coming from the room next to mine. It was deep and ragged. I struggled to sit up, but Lorna immediately came into my room. "YOU shouldn't be getting up," She said, pressing my shoulder down."Taking over my job now, are you?" I chuckled dryly, but my voice was hoarse and my throat was dry. Lorna shook her head as she handed me a Styrofoam cup of water and a straw. I sipped it slowly to wet my parched throat.Lorna smiled sadly, "I can't, even if I wan
MITCH CHESTERGOING BACK TO the territory of the Kylin pack was something Mitch never thought would happen. Not even in his wildest thoughts. But he needed to know everything he could that could tell him more about what Vladimir wanted with Anna. Feeling a little remorse for the fight and the effect it had on Lorna, he went to the hospital to check on his uncle. Enrique was lying on the bed; he was awake but unmoving, and Mitch could see the healing process on the burn scars all over Enrique's chest and arms. He turned his head and followed Mitch with his eyes as Mitch walked in, "Have you come to your senses and decided to end her life?"Mitch snorted and pulled a chair closer. He sat down heavily and sighed. "Anna is nothing like her father.""That is what you would like to think," Enrique snarled, weakly."Are you anything like my father?" Mitch asked. "My father was a... pacifist. Are you anything like that?"Enrique scoffed and turned away, muttering, "That's different and you k
RICK FORSON"CHARLES CALLED FOR a meeting," Jones said, walking into the study and sitting down with a grunt. Rick looked up from the iPad he was holding and raised an eyebrow. "Charles doesn't call for anything. I have made it clear that this is my pack. If he wants to talk with me, my office door is always open."Jones smiled. "I'd like to tell that to himself, but I am not ready to start hearing about his ramblings of how he is alpha blood and how I am just a simple Beta..."Rick laughed and stood up. "I will see him," he said. "Although he will only be repeating the same thing he had been talking about since Anna left."Jones sniggered. "Backup from the council will be here soon, and you will stand trial for obstruction of the law..." he mimicked."Obstruction of the law my ass," Rick chuckled. "I am the alpha of this pack, and I never held her prisoner. The Luna left on her own free will. She didn't 'escape' because she was never prisoner."Jones knew that that was not entirely
MITCH CHESTERMITCH DRUMMED HIS hand on the steering as he waited for the Alpha of this pack to come. He noticed that it was becoming a habit of his. He sighed and stopped, but the nervous energy went to his foot, and he tapped it against the floor softly.Driving for 4 hours without stopping made his joints stiff and his back ached, but he did not want to step out of the car until the alpha came. The patrol guards hovered around his car as one of them went to call Alpha Rick under Mitch's command.He looked around the pack where Anna grew up. The pack that had led the antagonism on his father and his father's father for generations. It was a pretty boring surroundings. He was so used to seeing mountains everywhere, not like here. There were evergreen woods and plains around the borders.After a few minutes, he saw the men approaching. He stayed behind the tinted glass of the Gwagon, observing the man who had been Anna's first mate. He was a plain man; his hair was blonde streaked with
RICK FORSONAS RICK AND Jones left the inn where Mitch was going to be staying, Rick said, "He is here for something. I know it.""You do not believe him?" Jones asked.Rick scoffed. "I trust him as far as I can throw him," he muttered. "And that's not far at all."Jones sniggered."Something happened," Rick said. "I can feel it in my guts," he turned and looked at the inn as they walked forward. "The last time a Lycan came down from the mountains, apart from his father, it was for war.""How do you know that?" Jones asked, frowning. "None of us were alive at that period.""I read about the great war," Rick replied dryly. "While you were in Spain reading some architectural stuff...""It's Barcelona," Jones muttered. "And I studied engineering."Rick scoffed."Are you going to tell Charles that the Lycan is here?" Jones asked as they entered the pack house."Why would I do that?" Rick asked, shrugging off his jacket and hanging it on a rack.Jones snorted and poured a drink into two gl