Raven’s POV. The battlefield was covered in blood, the air filled with blood scent. The full moon shone down, casting light over the fight happening below. Growls and howls filled the night as we fought with the Lycans.For centuries, they had hunted us, killing our kind without mercy, and we have had enough of the torture. Werewolves have decided to fight back for their land and that was what we have been doing for almost a decade now, and that is what we are doing now. My pack fought with everything they had, the Lycans were bigger, stronger, faster, more ruthless, but my people were more determined, desperate to fight for what they had lost. Their claws sinking into the Lycans flesh, their teeth tore into bodies. The ground was filled with the dead—ours and theirs. At first, we were winning against them. We pushed them back, attacking with all our strength. The Lycans were not ones to retreat but I actually saw some running away like the cowards they were. We were definitely g
Raven’s POV The howls of victory echoed through the night as we crossed the borders of our land. My people who were battered and bloodied, held their heads high. We had done it. We actually won against the Lycan Alphas. The Lycans were stronger, faster, and more ruthless, but we were determined, and that determination had paid off, though we had lost many of our own, we were still victorious. As we approached the heart of our territory, the scent of home filled my lungs and as we stepped into the main square, the air exploded with cheers. Men, women, and children rushed forward, their faces a mix of joy and sorrow. Mothers searched for their sons, mates clung to each other in relief. The Elders stood on the stone steps of the palace, their eyes shining with pride. “Alpha Rowan!" They chanted my name. "Our Alpha, our warrior, our savior!" Their voices rang through the night, blending with the sound of drums and the crackling of bonfires. The Elders stepped forward, their l
Killian’s POV.The night was filled with laughter and music from the grand feast in the palace. The warriors were celebrating their victory, eating and drinking without a care. But down here, in the lower courtyard where the slaves lived, it was a different world.I stood with my arms crossed, watching a cruel scene unfold. A group of high servants—people only slightly above us slaves, had cornered a boy named Mikel. He was small, thin, and weak from years of hard work with little food, rumors have it that he was born here by a rogue and rogues were despised both werewolves and Lycans, so you can say he was a little lower than slaves. Earlier that day, he had made a mistake by spilling wine on a Beta’s robe. And now, he was paying the price—more like some nobodies who just wanted to trample on the weak, even after the poor boy was forgiven by the higher ups. Jarek, the biggest and meanest of the servants, kicked Mikel in the ribs. "You're worthless," he sneered. "A rat like you sho
Raven’s POV"Raven! Raven, wake up!"I heard a voice calling out to me, pulling me from the darkness. Someone shook me hard, and suddenly, my eyes flew open.I gasped, taking in a sharp breath. My body jerked as if I had just returned from the dead. Everything was blurry at first, but then I saw a familiar face—Damien. He was leaning over me, his eyes filled with both relief and frustration."Thank the moon goddess," he muttered, pulling me into a tight hug. I groaned in pain, he pulled back immediately. “Sorry,” he muttered, getting off the bed. I cleaned my blurry eyes, my hands moving to my chest, my eyes widened in alarm, realizing the clothes around Mt chest were gone. I don't remember unwrapping the clothes. The last thing I could recall was the unbearable pain—the venom burning through my veins, spreading like fire. I remembered stabbing myself with my own dagger to stop it, but after that… nothing.I looked down, my jaw dropped open. The wound was completely stitched up.
Raven’s POVI lunged at him, my claws bared, my mind consumed by rage. He dodged, barely, but I still caught his shoulder with my nails.He winced but didn’t attack. Instead, he defended each move, very fast, faster than most of my people I called the best of sentinels. I swung again. He ducked and rolled away, but I chased him, fists slamming into his gut. He gasped, stumbling back, just as I wanted to punch his face, he caught my fist mid air. Our eyes locked for a brief moment before he released his grip with a bow. "You’re not just a slave," I growled.He didn’t respond, I got angry and swung my fist at him, he just moved, fast as lightning, pushing me back.At that moment,I knew he had the upper hand but then he paused.I saw the hesitation in his eyes, and that was all I neededI kicked his leg out from under him, sending him crashing to the ground. Before he could move, I was on top of him, claws at his throat, my breath ragged.“Any last words?” I spat.“I surrender,” he w
Killian’s PI returned to the slave quarters just as the sun began to set, the sky painted in soft shades of orange and crimson. My footsteps echoed against the stone floor, slower than usual, the moment I walked into the slaves quarters, everyone froze, it was like time itself stopped."Killian!" someone yelled.Others turned to me, gasps filling the air as they stared at me like I was some kind of ghost. “Kai,” Theo called from behind. I slowly turned to him, my lips curled into a faint smile. He rushed to me, pulling me into a hug before I could stop him. Theo was always this emotional freak, we were the complete opposite of each other but we were inseparable, if anything had happened to me, I knew it won't take long for him to snap. “I thought you were dead,” he said, his voice choked with tears as he released me from his grip. “Are you crying?” I snorted. He smiled, wiping his tears. “Do you have any idea how worried I was?” He eyed, removing a dagger from his pants. A lo
Raven’s POV I sat under the old sycamore tree behind the east barracks, hugging my knees to my chest. I should have been training myself, punching some trees, Instead, I was here, thinking about himKai Or Killian, as he told me, who was nothing more than a slave that found out my identity but he just had to be my mate out of everything. That fact alone made my head spin.I didn’t know anything real about him—not where he came from, not what his true power was.He was dangerous and I knew it, but he was the only one who knew so much about the Lycans and with him, we might finally get a chance to get rid of the Lycans. Not like we needed him but with him, we won't lose much of our people—hopefully.But why him? Why is he my mate? I have joined several mates and I had hoped that I would get mine too but now that my wish has finally been fulfilled, I can't help but curse the moon goddess—no offense. My heart pounded as I remembered how close we stood, his hot breath on my face, and
Killian’s POVThe night came quietly, making the Sentinel quarters filled with silence, only broken by the occasional echo of boots against stone. I sat on my bed, my legs stretched out, shirt off, tracing the bruises I earned from the day’s encounter.No wonder this pack was the best werewolf pack in the region. Alpha Rowan or should I say Raven was a legend, one that sent fear to even the Lycan Lord. Ever since she became the Alpha, it was like she was born with a sole purpose—destroy all the Lycans and that was what she has been doing ever since she became the Alpha. She trained and led thousands of wolves to battle, she never lost a battle. She once fought off almost three hundred Lycans all by herself when they came up with a plan to separate from her people and kill her but she proved to them that she doesn't need her people to protect her—she was a goddess. A faint scoff escaped my lips. I have lived in this place for years, hoping that one day I would be able to see this l
Raven's POVWe gathered around the round table, mapping out different plans and areas on how to attack the Southern Lycans. The last attack was brutal and it had left so many people talking, and now rumors of the Lycans roaming around the village had spread like wildfire. This was more than a sign that the Lycan Lord's army was ready for battle and one thing about the Lycans is that they never play fair. "Alright," I began, my voice steady, despite the anxiety bubbling beneath the surface. "We set out soon, the sooner we strike,the better, the last attack was a warning, but we are not going to back down,” I paused, darting my eyes around to make sure they were all listening. "We need everyone on their toes. This is no small task, and it's not going to be easy. If any of you think you’ll get by without pulling your weight, think again. We’re in this together, or none of us are in this at all. Understood?" I scanned their faces, waiting for any signs of hesitation, but all I got was
Raven's POVWe gathered around the round table, mapping out different plans and areas on how to attack the Southern Lycans. The last attack was brutal and it had left so many people talking, and now rumors of the Lycans roaming around the village had spread like wildfire. This was more than a sign that the Lycan Lord's army was ready for battle and one thing about the Lycans is that they never play fair. "Alright," I began, my voice steady, despite the anxiety bubbling beneath the surface. "We set out soon, the sooner we strike,the better, the last attack was a warning, but we are not going to back down,” I paused, darting my eyes around to make sure they were all listening. "We need everyone on their toes. This is no small task, and it's not going to be easy. If any of you think you’ll get by without pulling your weight, think again. We’re in this together, or none of us are in this at all. Understood?" I scanned their faces, waiting for any signs of hesitation, but all I got was
Kai’s POVI sat on the hard ground, my wrists chained together. Two sentinels sat a few feet away, laughing and pointing at me like I was nothing but dirt.My stomach still burned from the stab wound Raven gave me, but the real pain was in my chest.How could she do that to me? What was she thinking? “Fuck,” The words came out before I could stop them. I'm the only one that can help in this war, a wolf can survive a Lycan bite, but no wolf can survive a Lycan Alpha bite… The few who did were paralyzed completely. I'm the only one who can help them, yet, she wants me out. "The reign of the slave sentinels is over," one of them sneered, kicking a pebble toward me.The other nodded in agreement. “I'm grateful that the Alpha is finally returning to his old self but I don't understand why he asked us not to kill him.”The first man nodded, turning to him. “I have been thinking the same thing,” he turns back to me. “Hey, slave boy, what did you do to our Alpha?”“Perhaps the Alpha has b
Raven’s POVI walked slowly down the hall, still feeling the ache in my side. The palace was quiet, only a few guards around. When I got to Damien’s room, I knocked softly.“Come in,” his voice called, weak but clear.I opened the door and smiled a little when I saw him sitting up on his bed. He looked much better. His color had returned, and most of the wounds were gone.“Hey,” I said, closing the door behind me.“Hey,” Damien smiled. “What are you doing here?” I walked closer to him. “Ouch,” I laughed. “I was expecting to be scolded by the person I came to see.”He chuckled, shaking his head faintly. “Says the person who doesn't even know the road to my room.”“Well, I'm here now,” I shrugged. “Figured you might need the company.”His lips curled into a faint smile as his hand wrapped around his chest. “You shouldn't be out of bed you know.”“I’m fine.” I waved it off and sat down on the chair next to his bed.He looked at me for a moment, guilt all over his face. “I’m sorry, Raven
Raven's pov. I went back to my room, still clutching my side. The pain was still there, but at least the blood had stopped but I could still feel traces of the poison in me. “Damn the Lycans,” I muttered, lifting my shirt off. I wonder what the moon goddess was thinking when she created the Lycans, they were the problem of this world. I carefully sat on my chair, my mind slowly drifting to Damien. If I haven't showed up, he would have been taken away and goodness knows what Draven would have done to him. “We should go see him,” Leslie suggested. I inhaled deeply, nodding my head in agreement. She was right, I should go see him, at least stay with him for the night, Draven had done that countless times for me and I was forever grateful but the problem now was that I was too lazy to stand up. Despite the pain and everything that had happened this night or should I say morning, I felt really dizzy, I haven't had a good night sleep in a long time. “Fuck it,” I muttered adjusting
RAVEN'S POV. Immediately the meeting ended I lunged at Draven but my mother stopped me, the elders stared at me like I had gone mad or something but I didn't care. I just wanted to tear Draven to shreds. Draven has done a lot of things in the past that pissed me off or still kept haunting me but this was far worse. He dared to touch Damien. My mother gave me a death glare, her eyes telling me to calm down but I didn't want to, so I completely ignored her, Mt cold eyes on Draven, who stared at me with a smug smile. The elders slowly walked out, murmuring among themselves, they weren't aware that their favourite alpha was just a few steps away from death. He slowly stood up, adjusting his shirt. “I would make sure the sentinels follow the lead, the Lycan wouldn't have been able to go far after such heavy rain.”“Screw the Lycan,” I growled, my jaw clenched. Draven's smug smile widened, he shrugged faintly and turned to go when my mother stopped him and I was glad she did, because
AUTHOR'S POV. Damien was walking along the hallway, the sentinels by his side, they were just few blocks away from the council room when Draven stepped in front of them, blocking their path. Damien turned to the side but Draven used his hand to block his path. “We need to talk,” he said. Damien inhaled deeply and turned to the sentinel. “You go ahead, I will meet you there,” he said. The sentinel bowed and left. “Can I help you?” Damien asked and turned to Draven with a glare. Draven chuckled faintly, a smug smile playing on his lips. “Rowan is very lucky to have someone like by his side.”Damien didn't reply, his expression remained neutral. Damien and Draven have been mortal enemies since Damien came to the palace. Draven hasn't really done anything to Damien but hated him, one might say his hatred was more than that of Raven. “Where is Rowan?” Draven asked. “Alpha Rowan,” Damien corrected, his voice filled with venom. “My bad,” Draven forced a smile, placing his hand on his
Raven’s POV. I tried to pull away, but he held me tighter, our eyes locked for some seconds before his eyes slowly fell to my chest and his eyes remained there as if this was the first time he was seeing boobs. I tried to push him away but his grip was stronger than expected, he simply pulled me into a dark corner, pinning me to the wall. My bare chest was against his, and even though we were both wet from the rain, his body felt hot... Too hot. His breath brushed my skin and it made me feel things I didn’t want to feel. My thighs clenched on their own, and I hated myself for it.A loud thunder snapped me back to reality. I smoldered. “Let me go,” my voice shaking.Kai didn’t say a word, he just placed his finger on my lips and said, “Shh.”“Rowan!” I heard my uncle's voice again, I turned to the direction of the voice, I could hear my own heartbeat as loud as the thunder. Kai's body pressed against mine, his body blocked me from sight just as my uncle ran past us.The second he
Raven’s POVI was in my room feeling tired, sore, and ready to forget the day. I pulled off my clothes one by one, letting them drop to the floor. The room was quiet, except for the sound of rain hitting the windows. I walked to the tub, filled with warm water, and stepped in slowly, sinking into it with a sigh.My body relaxed in the heat, but my mind didn’t.“Are you really going to pretend that everything’s fine?” Leslie said, her voice laced with disappointment. “Not now, Leslie,” I mumbled, leaning back.“You know what happened to Kai. You let them beat him, you didn’t stop it.”I sighed. “It had to be done.”“No, it didn’t,” she snapped. “You let them hurt him because you’re scared they’ll find out who you really are.”“I’m not scared,” I whispered, but I wasn’t sure I believed it. “He broke a law, so he should bear the consequences, you of all people should know.”I stayed in the water, thinking about Kai. I hated that he could still get to me, I hated the fact that the more