Andrei I’m beginning to think that the Moon Goddess has a favorite werewolf to annoy, disappoint, and frustrate. Me. I thought that after agreeing to play my part in the peace treaty, everything will just fall in its place. I also thought that finding my red wolf will be the most challenging thing I have to do tonight. Turns out, the finding part was easy. Making her orgasm was also a bliss. But convincing her that she belongs with me is like talking to a brick wall. Wait, no. At least a brick wall doesn’t talk back. My girl has a mouth of a hellion and she knows how to use it to aggravate the hell out of me. The wolf blood council approves of my union with Juliana. They’re the ones who asked my dad to persuade me, in the first place. Why the red wolves specifically wanted me to be the groom, I have no idea. I’m pretty sure they have some vested interest in doing so. But now that I know the bride is my mate, I don’t mind it at all --- with agenda or none, I’m all for it. Now,
Cillian Just moments ago, my head was soaring like the night clouds amid the bright, fireworks-lit sky, basking in delightful sentiments for being with my fated mate and finally feeling like everything is in the right place and at the right time. Hearing from Kayleigh herself that she’s carrying our wolf-pup granted me immense joy and happiness. The fleeting harmony had me overlook the dread steeping in my head since I woke up this morning. Roland’s jarring howl echoed through the ranch, prompting his clandestine army to attack. My arms wrap around Kayleigh as though it was enough to shield her and our unborn child from danger and injury. My heart is breaking, not only for the short-lived harmonious moment, but also of the realization that no matter how strong and vicious my wolf is and regardless if our wolf blood allies are vicious and fierce werewolves, the fact of the matter is, we are outnumbered. “Kill… The private army…” Kayleigh gasps, softly. “Yes. We’re under attack,
Cillian “Let’s clear the path so that we can get the women and children to safety,” I instruct everyone around me, ignoring Andrei’s idea about Kayleigh using her Alpha Luna essence to stop the werewolf chaos. “You saw what she did to Bash. I’ve never seen anyone immobilize Bash. Never. Remember what she did during our sparring? Her essence overpowered us. You, me, and Gio --- our combined auras were no match against hers. She can stop this. Or at least inflict injury to those degenerates.” Andrei continues to put thoughts in my head. “You call that sparring? I took a big chunk off of your torso. That’s not just sparring.” I scoff, reminding him that even if I’m just a regular alpha werewolf, I can hold my own against a hybrid wolf. Also, to diver the conversation away from the Alpha Luna. Of course I thought about it a few minutes ago. But knowing what using her powers does to her body after, I don’t want to risk it. I’m worried it would hurt her or our baby inside her. “Whateve
Cillian “Roland! Roland! Stop you dogs! Aaahhh!!!” Miss Bethany’s shrilling scream reverberates in the shadows of the night. “You were supposed to make sure I was untouchable, you fucking bitch!” Back in his human form, Beta Roland watches as one of his werewolves maul Miss Bethany’s legs, but not completely killing her off so that she could continue to suffer. I leap towards Roland, shifting into my wolf mid-air. I groan when I see several wolves advance my way ready to sacrifice their lives for the wicked beta while he makes a run for it. Feeling the heat on my face, I know that my eyes are flashing red, glimmering in the dark, making the werewolves hesitate to attack. As soon as I sense Gunner’s wolf next to me, we do not waste any second and immediately lunge at the enemies before they could come up with a strategy to overthrow me and my future beta. In my wolf form, I pummel my body to the tallest and heaviest wolf. Not giving him a chance to recover, I sink my sharp fangs
TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter contains depicting of mild pregnancy bleeding. Please do not continue if this will upset you or trigger trauma. Please seek help and assistance if needed. ___________ ____________ ___________ ______________ ____________ _________________ Cillian Everything happened so fast. One second I was ripping a werewolf’s heart out of his chest, the next, a hundred of rogue wolves descended on us, pushing back the Alpha King’s Special Forces who were essentially serving as the front liners in the battle. They’ve been providing a wall of protection for our pack against the feral wolf army. Reagan, Gisella, the red wolf princess, and four of the wolf-witches formed a semi-circle to hem in the children and protect them from incoming adversaries. Meanwhile the other half of the circle upfront is guarded by Gio and the Special Forces while clearing and leading the way to the exit trail. Kayleigh and Kinsley are inside the ring, directing and guiding
Cillian The rancid smell of blood deepens as lifeless bodies turn frigid on the ground. Echoes of howls and growls breaking through the woods signal more count to the beta’s private army. The sound of fighting werewolves tearing each other apart can be heard across the ranch. It’s only been over an hour but the blood spilled here is the most blood I’ve seen in my lifetime. None of all these matter to me right now. All I care about is getting to my mate and my pup. Kayleigh is bleeding. She’s hurt. They’re hurt. I cannot forgive myself if something happens to either of them. Still gripping both weapons with each hand, Kayleigh inspects the blood dribbling down to her ankles. The sight of blood on her skin weakens my knees, but I will myself not to stop running. Instead, I push myself harder, faster, and steadier. I pummel my body through a mob of beasts trying to stop me from reaching my mate. I keep my eyes on Kayleigh while I chant a prayer for her to be strong and safe. Alarm
Hey, lovelies! I hope you guys are doing well. I would like to apologize for not updating chapters for more than a week now. We're back to school and that means we’re also back doing all their extra-curricular activities (soccer, basketball, voice lessons, anime drawing classes, etc…). I’ve been super busy mommy-ing for the past two weeks, you guys. I’m already wishing it’s school break again hahaha. I want to let you guys know that I have not abandoned the book and will not leave my readers hanging. I just need some time to get my family back in schedule. I pretty much just let winged it during summer break. As you know, the last chapter was very intense. I’m working on the next 2 chapters so that I can drop them at the same day to keep the momentum going. I’m hoping that I’ll be in the right headspace to continue writing very soon. I do want to know if you have any questions so far. Just drop your questions to the comments and I’ll definitely come back to answer them.
Kayleigh The intensity of my heart beat feels like it’s about to hammer out of my chest. I catch a glimpse of Cillian, Andrei, and Gunner wrestling a horde of feral wolves. Gisella and I exchange worried looks while we battle against our own attackers and fight to survive. I keep an eye on our friends and allies, ready to lend a hand to anyone who needs back up. I spring in the air to stab my dagger into a rogue wolf’s heart before slitting the throats of two other werewolves as my feet land on the ground. Attacks are coming left and right and I’m trying very hard to keep up even though all I want to do is curl up in a corner and nestle in Cillian’s arms to seek refuge from my distraught heart. The realization that my baby is at risk is clawing at the edge of my thoughts. Blood rushes over my head and the nerves from my neck all the way to my forehead tighten as I feel another faint trickle of blood down my thighs. A few minutes ago, the healer asked if I was okay. I lied. I w