Isabella had gone to get Lydia the healer, when she noticed how badly her father had deteriorated. They both moved quietly through the hallway. As soon as the guards saw her approaching they stepped back, eyes dropping in silent respect to their Alpha.She pushed the door open and they both went inside. Her father lay on the bed. He looked pale, even his breathing wasn't as it used to be. He was almost struggling to breathe. Ever since the night he had announced her as his successor, as the new Alpha of the Lunaris pack. His health hadn't gotten better. To Isabella it feels like her father knew he would not survive this illness.As Lydia was attending and checking him, he turned his head towards Isabella. “Isabella” he said, his eyes lighting up showing that he was very happy to see her.“Father,” I've come to see how you are doing.”She replied to her father. She walked to his bedside and held her father's hand, trying to offer him some form of comfort.“How bad is he?” Isabella as
The unexpected alliance The alliance between Alistair and Declan Hawke was one that would never have happened, as both packs have always been rivals and have fought over everything for decades now. But for the sake of Isabella and the child of prophecy she was carrying they both were willing to form an alliance against a common enemy.Preparations were going on well for the big attack. Their warriors had been training for the fight almost everyday and plans were already in place to attack immediately after the funeral of Isabella's father Alpha Leclair. As they would not be prepared and it will be easy for them to achieve their goal of defeating them and capturing Isabella.“What are the plans you have put in place?” Declan asked Alistair, a cold look in his eyes and in his mind he thought.“He must be very stupid to think that I would trust him.”“Every plan is in order and taking shape. I have an inside source and I am getting information about everything happening there.” Alista
The Lunaris pack led by Isabella had just finished mourning their Alpha which ended with his funeral. Now they began putting plans in place in readiness for the attack. There was a hidden cave underneath the kingdom which was used for protection in times of war.Isabella had ordered for all the weak members of the pack, the women, children, elderly, and sick ones to be led to the underground cave. She wanted to reduce their casualty level to the barest minimum. She also ordered Rhyke to take out every weak link among the guards at the four ends of the border and to make sure that they are the strongest line of defence.Today was the day they had told them they were going to perform their Alphas funeral and it was the day they had planned to attack.They were coming.And she didn’t have long.Rhyke stood beside her, he was a very large man and his eyes were sharp even in dim light. “We’ve scouted the edges. No movement yet. But something’s wrong.” he said“Wrong?”“Yes,they’re too qui
Alistair Blackwood was furious after losing to the Lunaris pack and had failed to capture Isabella. They had lost good warriors and he was not happy about it at all. He had not expected the kind of resistance that was put up by the Lunaris pack. Isabella really was a great leader, he had to give her that. “I thought you said you had everything under control.” Declan asked him aloud.“Or did your informant suddenly turn on you?. I completely relied on you to take care of everything and you failed me. Now you made me bring my best men out here to die.” Alistair, who was a man used to power and control, felt bad as he knew that Declan wouldn't miss an opportunity to mock him and he just gave him one now. If only Jasper had done his job properly, he thought. He noted that he was going to have to deal with Jasper for embarrassing him this way by not doing his own part of the job very well.“This is just a minor setback” he said to Declan. “At least now we know exactly what to expect nex
Isabella and Tristan were shocked, and Isabella began to wonder how her father had gotten this message that he left for Tristan, was it the Moon Goddess or did he do his own research about the prophecy. Well they wouldn't know now as he is no more. All they knew now was that they needed to find a way to begin to work on what it had said. The message was very clear.If they must be prepared for the Pure Alpha, they must first begin to unite the fractured packs. For only in their unity can they all come together and with the help of the Pure Alpha, heal the land and restore the werewolf kingdom. “You know I had a vision once where the Moon Goddess also mentioned something like this. “Unite or perish” that was the message. I didn't understand it then but with fathers letter it's clearer now what we must do.“I need to return to the pack and begin to work towards the uniting of all the packs, we will start with the ones that are loyal to us first and then work on them to also reach out
Isabella had given up struggling and with her eyes closed, she was silently praying for some form of hope. Whatever happens she needs to be strong for the baby's sake. Just then something strange happened. She felt the pulse, a sudden kind of energy surge. The shocking thing was that it wasn't coming from her and suddenly her eyes flew open…The baby.There was a stirring deep within and she realized it was coming from inside of her. From the child in her womb. This was no ordinary heartbeat, it felt like power.“Was the baby reacting?, was it awakening?” She thought.She didn't even understand what was really going on, all she knew was that something had shifted in her at that moment. Her senses became extraordinarily heightened. She could hear every sound, every whisper and they were all so loud. The wires that were tying her down suddenly felt like they were entering into her skin. The earth began to move and she didn't seem to have control over her body again, almost as if the bab
It was another full moon, Tristan stood under the moon. He was thinking about him, about Isabella and everything about the kingdom. They have to begin to unite the fractured packs. The thoughts weighed him down and he couldn't sleep. He had come under the full moon to enjoy its powers for a clearer mind. His mind went to Isabella and he wondered how she was doing, how the baby was also doing. He tried to open their connection channel to see if he could reach her, but there was nothing.“Maybe she's sleeping already,” he thoughtHe hoped his guess was correct because he knew that the people after her for the baby would not stop, until they had her. He knows Alistair and his people will not stop yet. Even though they had defeated them once, he could bet it that they were already making plans to attack again. He needs to send a message to Isabella by morning. She must never let her guard down. And then his mind went to the curse in his bloodline.It was a curse he can't run from.The cu
Edmund Drake was a very evil force and he was feared in all of the werewolf kingdom. Just mentioning his name put fear in the minds of the people and no one of the packs who still lived by the laws of the werewolf kingdom before the rot in the kingdoms began, ever wanted to have anything to do with him. They all avoided him. Rogue Alphas and packs like that of Alistair Blackwood and Declan Hawke are the kind of people that at one time or the other have entered into some form of alliance with him as they are all driven by the same thing ... .greed for power. But he wasn't a man to be messed with. No one dared cross his path. Edmund had called for a meeting across all of the werewolf kingdom, of all his people who worked for him. As soon as Isabella's child's power awakened he knew and sensed it and wanted to plan with his people so they could attack and capture her when the time was right. All his creatures of dark forces began to arrive at the meeting venue One after the other. Som
The fight with Edmund was over and the noise in the house was calm now. As soon as Isabella remembered that it was Felicity who had put them in this terrible situation, she became angry all over again, and to think that she had come begging for forgiveness not knowing she had other plans in her mind.Rhyke was already barking out orders to the warriors and his shout bought her back from her drifting thoughts.“Do we wait for Tristan to return, or we send a message across to him?” He asked as turned to look at her.“We'll wait, everything is under control already. No need to alarm them. But we must be on guard at every time from now on.” Isabella said.Just then Rhyke exclaimed,“We can’t let Felicity go. She has to pay for what she did.”“He's right,” Seraphina said. “If we don't use her as an example, others might try the same thing too.”Isabella’s chest tightened. Felicity had once been like a sister. Facing her, the one who’d ruined everything, made Isabella sick to her stomach. B
The sound of Edmund’s boots echoed through the hall like a warning bell. Isabella froze. Her heart stopped as the dark magic master stood in front of her. His eyes glowed with a cold, wicked satisfaction, and his evil energy filled the room like a shadow.Rhyke moved in front of her, blocking Edmund’s path. He reached for his sword, but his stance told Isabella this was no normal fight. This was something far worse.Esmund’s voice sliced through the silence. “So, this is where the mighty alpha hides, surrounded by her precious pack and her Son. Do you really think you can stop me, Isabella?” His smile was sharp, full of hate. “Felicity was just the start.”Isabella knew that Edmund was such a wicked person as they have met before but she was pregnant then, and if he didn't care about her being pregnant then, there was no way he was going to care now. His heart is filled with so much darkness. She only feared for her pack members.“We've stopped you before Edmund and we will do it a
The fractured packs had been united and there has been peace since then. But each day that passes without any issues, was like a blessing to Isabella.“What's up,” Rhyke asked. “This look on your face, tells me something is wrong.”Isabella smiled but Rhyke can see she is not happy.“The weight of having to lead, knowing that anything can happen at any moment bothers me.” She said,“Thanks Rhyke, I really appreciate your loyalty and I'm sure father would have been proud of you if he were still here.”“The pack is my family too, so no need to thank me,” he said, “We all bear the burden together with you. I have not regretted working with you because you are an excellent leader.”Isabella breathed deeply as his words comforted her.”Tristan and Leandro will be returning soon. I can't wait for them to return.”Rhyke smiled with a smirk. “You miss your man huh?” “Who wouldn't? He's a wonderful man.” Isabella said with a smile on her face."I'm sure everything will be fine till they ret
Isabella stood away from the warriors as they were training and the one person on her mind was Felicity. Rhyke had asked her to give her another chance and at that time, she agreed because of the information but now that she sees her practicing with her people, she has an odd feeling.“You still don't trust her?” Rhyke said as he was standing near here. He had followed Isabella's eyes and saw that she was looking at Felicity and there was a friend on Isabella's face.“Each time I see her, I remember her betrayal and I still think she has not changed.”As they were talking, Felicity waved in their direction as she saw Isabella looking at her and Isabella waved her back.“She's good though. She fights well,” Rhyke said. “Why don't you have a talk with her, and find out for yourself if she's changed or not.” He suggested “It's not possible to know if she is, I know my friend she's a sweet talker, but I'll try anyway.”“Let me go check on Tristan,” he said walking away.Isabella nods h
The first claw scraped against the stone like someone dragging metal over glass. He had moved fast, pushing Seraphina behind a broken pillar just as a black wolf lunged at them. The thing that followed wasn’t a wolf, not fully. It was wrong. Its bones jutted at odd angles, its eyes pitch black, and its skin moved like liquid shadow. It let out a screech that was disturbing to the ears.“These must have been born out of magic, or someone is just messing with what he doesn't understand,” he said, low and grim. “There are too many for us to fight.”The Moon Witch, the one they’d hoped would help, was already moving to the pool of water. She whispered something in an old tongue, and the water flashed bright silver before fading back to stillness. She turned to Seraphina.“You need to run. Now.”“I’m not leaving you.”The woman raised an eyebrow, not amused. “Child, you are power on the edge of chaos, they didn’t send one of them, they sent twelve. They know you are here and they want y
As the dancing and celebration was going on, Seraphina sat in a quiet corner. She could sense that this unity was about to be put to test. She remembered how she had come to know about her powers and her involvement in the prophecy.Seraphina had sat at the edge of the stream. She was barely 25, an Omega of the DarkMoon pack. She always loved coming to the stream. There was a kind of peace it gave her. It was very cold, almost snowing but she didn't mind. She just sat there listening. The water had always spoken to her. Today it whispered warnings, names, places, and secrets. It whispered something terrifying.“You have been chosen to protect the child,” it said. “The child who will end the war and save what’s left of all the clans. The child must live, or all will fall.” Seraphina blinked, as she was surprised to hear this. She didn't know what child it spoke of. She wasn’t even high-ranking or respected. She was an Omega. Lowest rank in her pack. Constantly overlooked. And yet the
After that great battle, the members of the both packs went about their daily activities in peace. And with the birth of the pure Alpha, there was great hope of a better future for the werewolf kingdom. Isabella and Tristan had called a meeting of all the packs that were willing to stand with them to build a better future. Today was the day of the meeting. Banners from each pack fluttered in the breeze, freshly sown, newly inked, lined side by side. The wolves had come. From the frozen lakes of the North, from the deserts of the South, from river clans and ancient bloodlines tucked into the mountains. They arrived, most of them with caution. Not yet sure of the promised unity.But they came. They came because of what some of them had seen and heard. Tristan stood confident at the head of the pack with the curse no longer on him, the fire in his veins turned to something calmer. They came because they’d seen Isabella, holding her son with grace and strength, her eyes sharp, her prese
There was no time for jubilation yet, they had a battle to win. Tristan, Rhyke and Leandro went to finish what they had started. They left a few of the warriors with Isabella and the baby. It was a fierce battle. The bodies of dead warriors were scattered all over the ground. Tristan stood in the midst of it all, his chest rising and falling as the rage pumped through his veins, his armor cracked while his blade was dripping. The last wave of the enemy had come against them like water on rock, and as he started to shift, something inside him had begun to take over. He could feel it, the old rage was coming back to the surface, scraping its teeth along his spine. Every strike he’d delivered on the field had come easier than the last. He had allowed the rage to take over him. His vision had started to blur again, his hands began to tremble but not from tiredness. It was the curse rising within him and he had let it.He staggered towards the altar. He could hear Leandro barking out ord
Isabella could no longer hold onto the barrier, as she began to have labor pains. The pain was intense and in the middle of the battle. Just as the battle was raging, she screamed. The scream could almost be heard through the battlefield. And The sounds of her screaming made Tristan freeze where he stood. The blood dripped from his fingers, while his chest was rising with every breath. A Storm was coming and the clouds became dark. The thunder clapped like war drums. But it was her screams, her pain, that stopped everything inside him. He turned around and immediately saw she was kneeling on the ground. Rhyke was by her side already and two other warriors near the ridge, her face was pale, and she was sweating seriously. She held her stomach with one hand while reaching out with the other one to no one in particular. “It’s time!” Rhyke shouted looking in Tristan's direction. “She’s in labor!” “Now?,” Tristan mumbled, confused. He didn't know if to keep fighting or go to