I rush to try and catch the lycans who kidnapped Holly. My wolf and I were desperately trying to locate and grab her scent to track her down. So far, I haven’t caught even the faintest scent of her. An eerie dread nestles in my chest. The situation seems familiar. I can’t help but compare this odd familiarity of disappearing scent to the time I was trying to track down Ajax’s wolf before. Back then, I did not know about the existence of the obsidian stone. Could they have used something similar? My memory suddenly jogs back to the time when I was captured. I had my obsidian necklace back then, but I don’t remember wearing it when we returned to the academy. My heart sank when I realized that the obsidian necklace might be the reason why I couldn’t track down Holly and the other lycan. If that’s the case, there’s only one person who can help me right now. I rush back to the academy, taking as many shortcuts as I can—even the illegal ones. My breathing has become short, but it wa
I didn’t know that what I used to consider home would leave me with trauma. The last time I was here was when Maxwell held me captive. It was a long time ago, but being here somehow felt like it was from recent events. The slope of the ground, the familiar twisting roots of the trees, and the fresh air this deep in the woods used to coat me with comfort after coming from a tiring hunt. Now, just being here felt like someone was squeezing my chest just to try and reach my heart. I tried my best to hide the fact that I was panting, but Ajax always pays close attention to me and immediately notices it. Ajax was walking in front of me, trailing the path back to the lycans’ lair when he suddenly looks back upon noticing the change in my breathing. At first, it was just a short glance to check if he was hearing right. My face must have been more worrying than I thought because Ajax slides down the trail and hurries over to get to me. Worry paints his face when he gently takes my should
Alpha Lupert gazes down upon me with a steady gaze. Even from where I am, I can feel the brewing hatred from him in his aura. I grew scared at first, but the fear soon subsided when the burning rage ate away all other fleeting emotions I had. If anyone should be angry, it should be me. The Lycan I am facing is the root cause of all of my hardships. He took away my family, my life, and now, he took Holly. “You gained a look in your eye while staying with the humans.” He comments. He was almost growling and chewing out the words while talking in his lycan form. He then snorted. “Though it doesn’t seem to stop you from being a foolish coward. I can’t believe that it takes us to take a human girl for you to show yourself instead of hiding behind human walls.” ‘I wasn’t hiding.’ Unlike the lycans, I cannot speak with my mouth when I am in wolf form. ‘I was contemplating something.’ “Care to share what a traitor like you is thinking about after murdering my son?” He is going to regre
My ears were ringing when everyone was rendered speechless at my declaration in challenging his position. ‘Belle, what is this about?’ I can understand where Ajax’s confusion is. We talked about me taking over the pack before, and we deemed that it wouldn’t be wise if I am not fully committed to the role. ‘Don’t worry.’ I reassure him. ‘My intention for the challenge isn’t halfhearted.’ I briefly meet Ajax’s gaze, hoping my gaze can convince him of my conviction. As much as I hate the alpha, this is still my home. This is where I grew up. And although I didn’t have the best childhood, it doesn’t mean that I didn’t grow up with love. Not all Lycans rolled their eyes on us or made fun of us. Not all humans and werewolves are bad, just like not all lycans are. If that were true, I would have grown up to become rotten since my dad is a lycan. It’s just a matter of how the leader leads their colony. Ajax steps back. A proud smile seemed to creep on his wolfish feature. ‘You got th
Lycans are a race of half human and half werewolf. When they shift, they become rabid and powerful beasts that could easily tear you limb from limb. They stand on their two legs like a human, but their overall appearance is that of a wolf. They are beautiful and magnificent creatures - well, unless you are the recipient of their attack. Their human forms are even more magnificent because it is their human side that prevails. “Belle,” Ingrid, my father, gently pats my shoulder to snap me out of my daydream. My father, unlike me, has auburn hair with a series of white streaks from old age. His right eye is blind, which makes others view him as a weak link in the Lycan pack. He isn’t, at least from before he lost one of his eyes. He was one of the strongest warriors in the Lycan pack, attacking the hunters head on to save the Alpha’s son a long time ago. “Are you nervous?” “Kind of.” I answer him. The leather dress that I’m wearing suddenly felt a little cold underneath the ceremonia
“That was a good match. It’s a little brutal for a girl, but hey, it is your debut as a beta. You just have to show the crowd who’s boss.” I have just finished arranging my clothes back on when I heard Max approaching. I fight the urge to roll my eyes when Max comes over to make a comment about my match with Alex. The ceremony for my debut as the pack’s beta finally ended with me emerging as the victor. I know that there will always be lycans who would be opposed to having me as their new beta, but they will just have to get used to it. Max knows this as well, which I guess is probably the reason why he’s here in the first place—to once again give me his offer of ‘assistance’. “Thanks, young lord Max.” I uttered my respect and lowered my gaze so as not to meet his. “What’s with the strict formality?” He sounds amused when he asks me this. “You used to call me Max.” “I am now the beta of this pack.” I tell him strictly, raising my head to see his expression. He wears a smirk on
“I beg your pardon, Alpha, but what do you mean by interrogating a prisoner? Do we have one?” I try to catch up with him as he heads out of his tent without even giving me a proper explanation of his plan. All I can do is follow him at the moment and hope that he will answer me. I caught glimpses of other lycans when they saw me following a few paces behind the alpha. Everyone is always busy in this pack, bringing along food, cooking, making garments, and cleaning. Training is done outside and at the far end of the territory where they can move freely. When we were nearing the pond, I paused, looking at the alpha in wonder. He notices me stopping and turns to my direction. “Come.” He beckons me to follow him. Soon, he starts to jump into the pond. I quickly run to follow him, plunging myself deep into the pond.I see my alpha underwater and follow him when he starts to swin under and behind the stone wall that hides our territory from the hunters. When we emerged once more, the ro
I inadvertently meet the girl's eyes. I get chills when I notice glimmers of hope in the little kid's eyes as she speaks to me. She is gazing at me as if I am some kind of beacon of hope for her, which makes me feel uneasy. “Are you here to save me? Did my father send you?” She asks me. At first, I was confused about why she was speaking to me without fear or hesitation, but then I just remembered that she must not have thought of me as a part of the lycan pack because I lack their physical qualities. My blue eyes and rounded ears must have made her think that I am human, just like her. No wonder the alpha wants me to get involved in this, but this is a child in front of me. What does he want me to do with her…? Human or not, I am not comfortable with lying to a child, much less use a kid, even if it is for the sake of our pack. I have a hard time finding my voice when I try to reply to her. “I-...I brought these to you. Hurry and eat before…the wolves return.” I avert my gaze