A TIME TO REMEMBER.After the conspiracy was revealed, Kyra and Damon had to overcome a new obstacle from their past that could undo their progress in rebuilding trust and alliances. The recent events had stressed them out, making it more important for them to face their old demons.While adjusting to their new reality, Crestwood Pack faced a surprise visitor at their borders, delivering a message that would make Kyra and Damon deal with unresolved issues. The guest turned out to be a familiar face from the past - a member of the Silverfurs Pack, the same pack Kyra belonged to before being forced into a mating with Damon.The emissary, Roland, a man in his middle years, bore a serious demeanor and a burdened spirit. He had gained a reputation as a wise individual and had served as a trusted counselor to the Silverfurs Pack for an extended period of time. Kyra and Damon welcomed him with a combination of interest and unease.Roland started by offering his sympathies for the recent diff
THE APPROACHING THREATThe mood in Crestwood Pack had started to calm down following the involvement in the Silverfurs Pack, yet the tranquility was fragile. Kyra and Damon thought their hard work would bring an end to their recent troubles, but the peace didn't last long. Speculations started spreading about a fresh danger that could endanger the recently achieved peace among the packs.While Kyra and Damon were discussing future collaborations between the packs late at night, a messenger brought them urgent news. The messenger appeared out of breath and clearly upset, which was very different from how calm the pack's messengers normally are."The gathering of rogues has begun," the messenger said, his voice shaking. "They have big plans." We are unsure of their intentions, but their population is growing, and they are gathering close to the borders.Kyra and Damon shared worried looks with each other. The presence of the rogue wolves had been a long-lasting danger, but the thought o
THE ANTICIPATED CONFRONTATION.On the eve of the upcoming battle, Crestwood Pack was shrouded in a tense silence. Kyra and Damon, fully conscious of the approaching danger, used their last moments before the battle getting ready and contemplating. Their final discussions were filled with a mix of resolve and unease, both fully understanding the seriousness of the situation.In their dwelling, Kyra meticulously went over her schemes, verifying each aspect. Damon, sitting at the bed's edge, observed her with a blend of pride and worry. His typically serene and composed eyes showed a touch of discomfort."I've verified everything twice," Kyra stated, maintaining a steady voice despite the flurry of emotions inside her. "We are as ready as we possibly can be."Damon nodded, his eyes staying on her for a while. "Kyra, you have performed admirably." No matter what occurs in the coming day, keep in mind that we will confront it united. You have supported me through everything.Kyra locked ga
THE START OF A FRESH ERA.The festive atmosphere filled the grand hall of Crestwood Pack. The feast marked their triumph and the disappearance of the rebel danger. Laughter, cheers, and the delicious smell of a feast filled the room. Members of the pack and their allies mixed together, their expressions filled with relief and happiness.Kyra and Damon were in the midst of the festivities, their hands entwined while navigating through the throng. Damon's previous tense attitude had transformed into a feeling of pride and satisfaction. With Kyra beside him, he felt a deep satisfaction as they observed their community, their morale lifted following the difficult trial.However, amidst the festivities, a sinister undertone was developing. Damon was suddenly overcome by a feeling of discomfort, breaking his train of thought. He apologized to Kyra and felt a mysterious force drawing him towards the rooms where Melina was expected to be.While Damon neared the chambers, he could hear loud vo
THE UNWANTED AWAKENING. Kyra. "Grrrrrrrrghhhh."The most stupid and lousy alarm ever to be invented raised its noisy shrill sound above the chirping of the bird outside,both a combined effort to spoil my morning.For crying out loud.I know it's morning already but I needed some good sleep to keep me going.Lady night party at Audrey's wasn't a child's play,I needed my sleep more.Meet me Kyra Louisa MacPherson,spoilt rich heiress to Gemma Stella Macpherson.Stubborn - check,Rude - double check, very disobedient you sure know what to add there and guess what I forgot to mention - TadahMy looks ,I'm so beautiful, very beautiful,my pink painted room have about four mirrors and I'm planning on buying an additional two.But for now,I need my beauty sleep, school is out of the question now.Oops,I forgot today is Saturday.The morning light danced through the thin line of the expensive curtains, filtering and casting in a golden hue over my lavish bedroom as I lay nestled like a caterpil
THE REVELATION. Kyra. I scowled at her,my anger surging, my pride wounded by her guts. "You have no right to order me around," I retorted, she knew I hated her .Infact the feeling was super duper mutual.She stared down at me like it was my fault that there was war in heaven."I'm going nowhere." I said my tone was laced with venom,so much . "I'll come and see her when I'm good and ready.When I'm super ready,when I'm done with breakfast.And besides tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday I need to sleep then plan for it.""I wonder where that kind hearted woman got you from,you can breakfast while your mother is dying ." She turned on her heels and began walking to the door."Come with me Sara." She called to the maid."We have got work to do."I know nothing was wrong with my mother.Other than a little headache from time to time and that persistent cough which had refused to leave.She just can't die,my life would be meaningless.They just wanted me to come see her.God.I groaned i
GOODBYES. Kyra. “My time is short,I don't have much time,Kyra,you must listen to me attentively."She coughed.And. Could see it just as she pressed the white handkerchief ,I could see it then,the handkerchief which she had been holding was stained with red stains.My eyes danced wildly,I sniffed, feeling the hot stung of tears."The wealth, everything doesn't belong to the Blane family ...He will be coming for you tomorrow to reclaim everything here which includes you,you are to pay the debt."What the hell ?What was mom talking about ?Debt? Reclaim? Will he be coming for me ?I don't understand."I'm not going with a stranger." I protested , balling my fists."I'm not going with anybody and I'm definitely not going to the trenches."But Mom said nothing,it seemed like she was giving puffs of her life little by little and as if my questions were making her lose her strength. "Who is coming for me? What debt do I owe?" I persisted,I was beginning to cry now .I thought about my wh
THE ARRIVAL. Kyra. Eighteen; the age when most girls were dreaming of prom dresses and college acceptance letters but for me it was a countdown to a fate I couldn't escape. It all began like a dream. Just yesterday I was told I was going to pay for a debt I did not owe. I stood looking out of my window watching the early morning rain send pangs of sound on the roof making me shiver as I waited for him. As the clock struck 12:00 in the afternoon as if the rain was waiting for it to make a shrill sound, the sound of rain pounding against the windows suddenly began to pour slowly.I have spent the eve of my birthday drowning in my fears, in my memories and in my diary. I stared down at my beautiful designer dress, a sense of uneasiness settled over me like a suffocating blanket It seems like I was lost in my thoughts or lost down memory lane for as soon as the sun began its journey through the sky there was a knock at my door. I froze my heart pounding in my chest as I struggled