She was beautiful…
Even at her worst, the woman looked so eye-catching. Crouching down, I checked her purse. She was unconscious and had lost a significant amount of blood. It seemed like she had been fighting against something—or someone. “Where is your pup?” I muttered, carrying her toward the river. Ella loved fishing for two reasons: one, I loved fish, and two, the river on this mountain had healing powers. It was filled with herbs and aquatic plants containing antidotes for various poisons. Soaking her halfway in the water, I turned toward the source of the blood. Ella could smell it from at least two kilometers away. “Find the pups first!” I commanded Ella while approaching the first traces of her blood. “She gave birth!” Ella murmured, “She was right when she said pups. They’re in wolf form!” “That’s rare,” I muttered. Only in rare cases did she-wolves give birth to their children in wolf form. During this process, they couldn’t return to their human form until they had delivered their pups. The babies would soon turn into human form, losing their ability to transform into wolves until they were ready—between the ages of 12 and 18. It was rare but not impossible. “It’s coming from our left! Let’s take a shortcut—it’ll take thirty sec—wait, there are some wolves…” The scent of other wolves was everywhere, as if we were standing in the center of a circle. “Run faster, Ella! We don’t want to shed blood today. We’re heading to Grandpa Aurora!” Ella nodded, understanding my urgency. We had fought on the battlefield for thirteen years. A mere circle of disoriented wolves wouldn’t be able to stop us. “Let’s use our twenty-year-old bodies!” We ran faster. The woods were like the back of my hand; I knew every part of them. No one could control us. The scent of the mother soon hit our nostrils—the pups were close. “So are those wolves,” Ella added. “Take the stream—jump!” I commanded, focusing on the sound of the wind. The crying sounds grew louder. “There they are! Stop!” I took over. “They’re black! They’re Black Wolves!” “Only the late Alphas of the Black Shadow Wolf Pack had sleek black wolves. After we killed them, there shouldn’t be—!” “We’re in the past, Ella!” I carried the pups on monstera leaves, masking their scent with mine before the wolves could track them. “Let’s head back to their mama. The pups need their mother!” They were twins. There had never been twins in the Black Wolf Pack. It seemed they were killed before they could become part of that family. But why were they in our pack? “Find them! How could you lose the wolves’ trail?” One… two… fifteen people. They weren’t from our pack. How could they enter our woods? Didn’t the Alpha sense their invasion? What was happening? He should have already alerted us. “Shut up. We have to kill the pups and that woman, or we’re done!” The leader of the group circled the area where the pups had been. Thankfully, I had hidden the blood with wolfsbane plants. They would never get close to wolfsbane. “This is too much. We have a deal with the Alpha of this pack. If we don’t kill them and bring him their heads, we’re finished.” What? Did I hear that right? My heart skipped a beat. Our Alpha ordered them killed? What was he thinking? Who was this woman that he’d hired fifteen wolves to eliminate her? We couldn’t stay there long. The pups were starting to squirm. If they cried, we’d be discovered. This time, I didn’t let Ella out—her scent would alert them immediately. I ran faster, taking the opposite path from the shortcut we had used earlier. They’d follow my previous trail. The scent of those wolves disappeared as I raced through the woods toward the mother wolf. She should be healed by now. “Oh!” I gasped, finding her lying fully in her wolf form. “Mama seems exhausted today.” I placed the pups close to her. They’d eventually recognize their mother by her scent. As I thought we were safe, a long shadow merged with mine. “So, you were sneakily taking our prey!” I turned to face the leader of the pack. How had he tracked us? No, this wasn’t the time to wonder. Since he wasn’t from my pack, killing him now wouldn’t bring blame on me. Instead, it would raise questions about our Alpha’s ability to sense intruders. “What do you want?” I asked, blocking him. “Girl, I don’t want anything but them. Just hand them over, and I’ll let you go.” Let me go? How ridiculous. He didn’t even know who he was talking to. “What if I don’t?” I asked calmly. “That’s a brave response… but I don’t want to waste time. If you don’t want me to snap your neck, scram!” How long had it been since someone dared raise their voice against me? Although I was soft-spoken with Jonathan, no one else dared look me in the eye. “What if I asked you to scram? Leave before I tear you apart!” I narrowed my eyes. Threatening a grown man—especially one larger than me—tended to enrage them. Sure enough, he lunged at me. “You bitch! I thought we could negotiate, but it seems you’ve got a death wish!” He attacked, just as I predicted. Tsk. A man’s pride really is something. What our Alpha hadn’t told him was this: Never mess with the Gamma’s daughter. “You bitch! Die!” He threw a punch at me—a pathetic move. “Sir!” I caught his fist effortlessly. It felt as weak as a toddler’s. “Wh-what? How did you—?” He stammered, staring at his wrist being twisted. “Sir, you should have done your homework before ruining my peaceful afternoon!” A single punch to his stomach brought him to his knees. He whimpered in pain, kneeling before me. What a sight!!! “You should have been careful,” I smirked. My glowing eyes reflected in his terrified ones. " You should have known - This woods is a sacred place to lots of people. You can't kill here!" The grin widened as I leaned closer, “Wh-who are you?” He coughed blood, staring at me as if I were the Grim Reaper. “Who am I? Don’t worry about it. Worry about—” My right claw extended, sharp and glinting in the sunlight. “—how you’ll survive today!” As my claws moved to slit his neck, a sudden, loud thump of my heart echoed in my ears, freezing me in place. My body tensed. My heart pounded against my chest, feeling dizzy. This feeling… it was familiar. I looked up at the figure before me. He reached for my hand, stopping me from striking the man. His dark, hollow, emotionless eyes locked with mine. Those eyes that used to give me nightmares. Why was he here? I wasn't supposed to meet him at this time! “Mate,” Ella stirred within me, staring at the nearly seven-foot-tall Alpha before us.How could he be here? My mind raced as his touch sent an electric shock through my body. I felt my skin burning up. I had found him—my mate, the man I killed with my own hands. "Thanks for helping my sister, but I'll handle the rest." He released my wrist, grabbed the man by the collar, and punched him hard in the stomach, rendering him comatose. His towering figure made me feel small as he turned toward us. "Thank you!" he said curtly, gathering the pups into his arms, completely ignoring me. Or perhaps he didn’t want to acknowledge me as his mate. I didn’t know, and I had no answers. That familiar voice echoed in my ears. When I rejected him back then, he only asked me one question: "Won't you regret it?" I didn’t respond. At the time, I didn’t think he deserved even a second of my attention. But seeing him now—unbothered by my presence despite being my mate—I felt both relieved and regretful. Someone like me didn’t deserve him. He deserved someone better. I watched
Because of my Wolf, who was as strong as I was, I could count every single heartbeat of the guards around the cottage. The presence of people from different packs should have made Alpha alert us. However, Alpha's silence confirmed my doubts—he wasn't going to do anything about it.It wouldn't take long for him to know that I was the one who invaded their plans. Alpha wouldn't let them kill that woman without any witnesses.So, when I was trying to protect the kids, there might have been someone watching us."I will be called soon!" The words remained on my lips when I heard my father's voice."Elysia! Return home immediately."So here we were. Dad never used the Mindlink unless it was an emergency. That meant it *was* an emergency."Grandma!" I called out to her.She turned, her sharp eyes reading mine. "Go! They will be fine with me!"Oh! I had entirely forgotten. Alpha hated Grandma Aurora for some reason. His people wouldn't dare attack her or the children if they were with her.Wi
"So, Alpha ordered them?" Dad asked, his expression grim and cold. "Yes. I heard them," I responded while heading to my room. I needed to change before leaving for the cottage. "It makes sense now. Otherwise, how would he know that you were there, saving the woman he asked to kill?" He pressed his forehead, deep in thought. "Dad!" I turned, taking off my uniform. "Don't forget to put the CCTV camera in that place I asked you to, and—!" I stopped, staring at him, my eyes glossing with tears. "Don’t put a blindfold on your eyes. Remember, whatever happens, there are always two sides to the story!" In my previous life, we were indeed under the influence of the Protector of Leaders. My dad and I never left the Alpha's side, no matter what. We believed that someone had to dirty their hands, and we decided to do anything— dirtying ours or giving our lives for them. We didn’t even investigate further into the matter with the Black Shadow Wolf Pack and blindly believed that they wante
"Have I been dreaming?" I muttered under my breath as I found myself in the exact same place—right where I was after my death. However, a gentle caress on my head pulled me from my thoughts. "No, child. You haven’t," came the soft yet firm reply. I scrambled to my feet, stepping away from the lap I had unknowingly rested on, only to find myself staring at the Moon Goddess. My heart raced. Why was I here again if it wasn’t a dream? Confused and on edge, I stood frozen, my expression unreadable. "Sit down, child," she said, her voice warm but commanding. "Let’s have some tea. I apologize for this sudden visit!" "But why am I here?" I asked, unable to keep the confusion from my tone. The Moon Goddess, with her shimmering silver hair cascading down her back like liquid starlight, grinned playfully before lightly smacking my head. "Stop overthinking! I chose you and gave you another chance. That’s all there is to it—no need to complicate things." She placed a steaming cup of
What the hell is happening? I sighed internally. Here I was, being escorted by my mate—a man who seemed completely oblivious to the bond we shared. Or maybe he was acknowledging it and just… ignoring it?"Thank you for helping my sister," Hades said, his tone cold but sincere."You’ve thanked me a thousand times already," I shrugged, attempting nonchalance.He stopped walking and turned to me. "I owe you a proper introduction. It was rude of me not to introduce myself earlier."Straightening his posture, he continued, "I’m Hades Wraithborn, son of Alpha Wraithborn, of the Black Shadow Wolf Pack. It’s a pleasure to meet you.""Elysia," I said quickly. Then, before I could stop myself, I added, "You can call me Ellie.""Ellie?" he echoed, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine.Oops. I clamped a hand over my mouth. Did I really just tell him to call me that? What was wrong with me?"No! Just Elysia. Don’t mind that," I laughed nervously, quickening my pace. What had possessed me
Today is the 13th of the month. In two days, on the 15th, we are expected to attend Alpha Hornet’s birthday banquet. I was supposed to go shopping for the event, but work had been piling up unexpectedly. As I stepped into my study, my eyes fell on a collection of old books about healing powers. They had been gathering dust for years—ever since I got married. One of these books, *The Therapeou*, was particularly special. It was nearly three centuries old and had been passed down through my family for generations. However, neither my father nor my grandfather ever unlocked its secrets; it was a widely held belief that only the women in our family were blessed with healing powers. This ability was extraordinarily rare, especially among wolves, whose natural immune systems rendered healing gifts almost unnecessary. I remembered *The Therapeou* vividly from my previous life. I’d uncovered its true value after Jonathan fell ill with a strange and rare disease. His condition was not mi
Mayor Blair woke up in the middle of the event. Watching him wince and groan from the anesthesia made me laugh. That girl wasn’t petite or an easy opponent. Taking down this Mayor on her own deserved praise. However, I decided not to handle her myself. I already had enough on my plate, and this was another side dish I didn’t want to touch. I didn’t know what made her think I killed her father. Well, my team would handle it properly. This was Dan’s victory. I knew that. It unfolded exactly as it had in my previous life. Sitting on the throne-like chair, resting my arm on the armrest, watching the fighting, people’s movements, and the insignificant sights I remembered from my past—it all felt like watching a movie on repeat. I knew everything. I knew what would happen next. However, that girl—meeting my mate, saving his twin sisters and their kids, and meeting the Alpha before his birthday banquet—felt like a glitch in the movie. I wondered how many things had happened that I
Meeting Kaelan Nightshades here was unexpected. From what I recalled, this was around the time he should have been imprisoned, his Alpha power failing to manifest. Alpha blessin pogs were rare, reserved for a select few, passed down bloodlines to define the next heir's role. Without it, Kaelan’s claim would have been forfeit—or so the rumors in my previous life suggested. They whispered that his Wolf's power came too late to save him from disgrace.Yet, here he was. The faint crimson mark shimmered on his forehead, barely visible but undeniable. A contradiction. Why did he have the mark now?“What brought you here, Alpha Nightshades? Surely, you know it’s dangerous to trespass on private property,” I said, my voice firm as I observed him from across the infirmary. The nurse tightened the bandages around his abdomen while I remained seated, arms folded. Kaelan's gaze flicked toward me, weary but unwavering. “I apologize for last night. Someone stabbed me with wolfsbane. My Wolf... i
Hades, Her pulse It thrummed beneath her delicate skin, a steady rhythm that sent shockwaves through my body. Each beat echoed in my skull, syncing with my own erratic heartbeat. The scent of her blood curled through the air, sweet and intoxicating, igniting a hunger so raw that it clawed at my throat. A primal need crashed over me. Instinct. Hunger. Desire. It overrode everything. I forgot that I wasn't only a werewolf, I was something else too. Something dangerous. Ruby stiffened beside her mother, her sharp instincts picking up on the change. Her bright eyes flickered to me, widening slightly, cautious and wary. Elysia, however, remained unaware. She reached out, her fingers grazing my shoulder, her eyes filled with pure concern and worry— But I snapped, “Don’t touch me!” The words ripped from my throat, harsher than I intended. I jerked away from her touch as if burned, my entire body rigid with restraint. Elysia blinked in surprise, confusion flickering acr
Hades,"Master!" Dallas stormed into the room, his face burned and his body tense. He looked around, scanning for threats or disapproval, but his discomfort was obvious. At the low table, Ruby had been occupied with her crayons, coloring something with deep focus. At his sudden entrance, she froze mid-stroke. Her wide, bright eyes landed on him, flickering with curiosity for only a brief moment—before twisting into rage. "You evil woman!" Her tiny voice rang out like a battle cry. The air around her crackled, and without warning, a small burst of fire shot from her mouth, aimed directly at Dallas. Dallas barely had time to react. He flinched, stumbling back in surprise and immediately darted behind me for protection. Elysia let out an amused chuckle but moved quickly, wrapping her arms around Ruby and pulling her close. "Calm down, Cupcake," she murmured, pressing a reassuring kiss to the top of her head. "It’s not the bad woman. It’s your brother, Dallas." Ruby blinked
Elysia,The city lights flickered beyond the tall windows, their glow casting elongated shadows across the room. I lay in bed, my body burning with fever, every limb aching from the poison coursing through my veins. The dull roar of the bustling streets below felt distant, almost like a memory I couldn’t quite grasp. Beside me, Ruby slept peacefully, her tiny chest rising and falling in steady rhythm. It was astonishing how much power she wielded. To have taken down a female beta wolf without a single scratch was something even seasoned warriors couldn’t claim. And the teleportation—swift and precise—was proof of her immense strength. I should have expected nothing less, but even so, her abilities left me in awe. Yet, despite all that had happened, a nagging question remained in my mind. How had they found us? Hades had been tending to that woman since earlier. I had never seen her before, nor did I care to know her, but she was clearly of some importance. I could only assume sh
I ran as fast as my small legs could carry me, the weight of my mission clear in my mind. The woman had hurt my Mommy. She was so strong, so terrifying, yet now, she would face me, Ruby—the little dragon who would protect my mother at any cost. Mommy… She was in danger, but I was going to save her. "Mommy!" I called out. I burst into the room, my eyes frantically searching for her. And then, there she was. Mommy’s eyes fluttered open as soon as I entered, her gaze filled with emotions I couldn’t quite read at first. But there was something warm, something deep in her eyes that made the world feel right again, something that softened the ache in my heart. “Ruby!” she whispered, her voice weak, but full of love. “My star…” Her arms reached out toward me, trembling, but they were still strong, still loving, even though she was in pain. I rushed to her, my little body colliding with hers as I wrapped my arms around her, pressing my face against her chest. “Mommy! Are you okay? A
Ruby,I followed the scent, my tiny steps quick and purposeful. It was faint, but unmistakable—the lingering trace of the woman who had dared to hurt my Mommy. My tiny fists clenched, my heart pounding with fury. I would find her. I would make her pay.The night was still, the usual sounds of nature silent as if the world itself was holding its breath. But not me. I was too angry, too determined to be still.As I ran, my feet barely touching the ground, my mind was clear. No distractions. No thoughts except the image of my Mommy, weak and helpless and covered with blood. It burned in my chest.The scent led me further into the forest, and after what felt like an eternity, I caught sight of her. The woman was walking slowly, unaware of the danger behind her. She was in her human body. Perfect for me.I crouched low, just out of sight, my heart pounding in anticipation. She was mine.Stealthily, I approached, moving swiftly through the trees. I didn’t need to be silent. I didn’t need to
Dallas, The earliest memory I had was standing on the riverbank, watching my siblings transform into fish. Their bodies shimmered under the morning sun as they disappeared beneath the surface, their movements seamless, as if they belonged to the water itself. I didn’t know how to do it. My sister, whose face I could no longer recall, grabbed my arm. Her touch was firm, her voice insistent. "Concentrate," she urged. "Think of yourself as a fish." I tried. I truly did. But all I remembered was the overwhelming rush of water engulfing me. I was swept away, tumbling, drowning, falling into something unknown. When I woke up, I was no longer myself. I didn’t recognize my form. My body felt foreign, my limbs unfamiliar. I couldn't remember what I had been before. I only knew one thing—I could change. Into anything. Into anyone. That was how my life began. Then, I met her. She kept me in a vast room, a library filled with endless books. Shelves stretched high, packed with stori
Elysia,The distinct bitterness of oleander still lingered in my mouth, coating my senses with its deadly essence. It was the second poison I had recognized, almost immediately after the first. Oleander was ruthless—it weakened the heart, slowly breaking down its strength until it faltered completely. Heart attacks, heart failure, an excruciating end that left no room for recovery. Yet, I was still here. Maybe my father had been right when he claimed we were immortal, something beyond the reach of death’s cruel grasp. But I didn’t feel that way. I could sense it in my chest—the way my heart struggled, the faint numbness creeping through my veins. I felt weaker, more fragile than ever before. But I wasn’t afraid. Hades knelt beside me, his hands steady but his expression filled with concern as he finished treating my wound. He was a strong healer, one of the best, and I could no longer feel the sharp sting in my stomach. The pain had disappeared under his careful touch, leaving b
Ruby,Dragons are intelligent creatures. Mommy told me that. Our brains develop faster than any other species. We learn things quickly—how to speak, how to understand, how to protect. But the most important thing dragons know is that we must do anything to protect our mothers and children. Mommy said I was born six months ago, but I was with my birth mother for a long time before that. My brain grew faster than my body, but I was still a baby. I was studying every day to understand my Mommy better. Mommy said studying would help me grow up faster, and I wanted to grow up soon. I wanted to be big and strong so I could protect Mommy forever. Today, a lady came to our house. She talked a lot, too much. Mommy looked uncomfortable with her. She didn’t like the lady, but she was kind. She listened and stayed patient. Mommy was a good Mommy. She never hurt people unless they were bad. But something was strange. Usually, I could smell everything—blood, food, even the change in people’s
The moment the burning pain seared through my neck, I knew something had happened to Elysia. It wasn’t a normal discomfort—it was a visceral, gut-wrenching sensation, like something had ripped through the bond that connected us. My chest tightened as my instincts roared in warning. I turned sharply to the shape-shifter, who was still staring at me with wide, confused eyes. "Follow me. Now." My voice left no room for hesitation. He nodded quickly, sensing the urgency in my tone. I didn’t spare Claire another glance. She might have been lying about her identity, but right now, she was the least of my concerns. Without wasting another second, I summoned my powers, reaching into the void of darkness. The air around me crackled as shadows coiled at my feet, stretching and twisting like living entities. Then, with a sharp command, the shadows expanded, engulfing both me and the shape-shifter. The world around us blurred. Then, in a heartbeat, we were gone. ---The moment I mater