The world seemed to spin in Oscar's eyes. He took a deep breath for a moment to regain his disturbed concentration. He tried to concentrate again, but it turned out that he couldn't.Oscar closed his eyes. He pushed the laptop away from him. "Give me another task, Philo. I've been staring at that laptop screen for almost fourteen hours straight today. I'm sure if I look at the laptop screen any longer, your face will soon turn color in my eyes.""Sorry, Alpha," Philo said as he approached Oscar, who was sitting behind the desk. He glanced at his watch. "How about you go home now, Alpha? It's almost midnight. I think this work can wait until tomorrow."Oscar groaned and also looked at his watch. "The tomorrow you mean is only eight minutes away, Philo.""You need rest, Alpha, and even though there's a lot of work to be done, your health is the priority," Philo continued as a sudden thought crossed his mind. So, he spoke again, albeit with an uncertain expression. "Besides, I think you
Oscar could feel it, his blood began to boil. There was something in Era's words and manner that ignited his natural instincts. So, he remained alert, preparing himself for any possibilities that might unfold.Trying to calm himself amidst the onslaught of intuition that instantly awakened his wolfish soul, Oscar took a deep breath, trying to contain the sudden rush in his chest. He persisted and decided to halt his steps, unwilling to risk approaching Era any closer for fear that a misinterpretation of his instincts might cloud his judgment."Actually," Oscar said, furrowing his brow for a moment. He could not believe how his voice was shaking. Then he cleared his throat. "What do you want to say, Era?"Era let out a long sigh. Then she stood up and approached Oscar with a confused expression on her face. "I don't know. I just realized something after I woke up from the coma.""What is it?""There were some voices and emotions that felt strange. They weren't mine, but I could feel th
The tickling sensation Era felt suddenly disappeared. Her expression slowly changed. She looked tense and anxiety was visible in her eyes.Oscar knew that Era was in a difficult situation. All of fate and reality came so suddenly that Era was on the verge of uncertainty. He just hoped that Era would slowly accept it as time went on.Oscar's hope began to show signs of becoming reality when he received information from Ursa. Era's desire to learn and train to become a full werewolf was a good sign. However, he did not want to be too arrogant and assume that it was also a sign that Era had accepted herself.Era's reaction reinforced that thought. So, Oscar smiled and tried to suppress the disappointment that began to rise in his chest. He reassured himself that he was okay; after all, Era would still be completely his."Calm down, Era. You don't have to be so tense," Oscar said with a thin smile. In his heart he prayed that his expression did not show any signs of disappointment. "You c
EpilogueDate 14th. The peace and tranquility that had enveloped the Xylvaneth Pack’s Palace felt different this time. The reason was unknown, but nature gave clear signs.The night breeze blew with soothing waves, barely a whisper, as if to ensure that its caress wouldn't harm anyone, including the old leaves struggling to cling to their branches. It brought a coolness that would surely bring serenity.At the same time, the sweet scent of wildflowers and fresh grass wafted along. They were like natural perfumes that would delight anyone who caught a whiff.The small river behind the Palace didn't want to be left out. It added to the ambiance of the night with its constant babbling. Its sound was melodious, like a soft musical melody.Above all, the full moon shone brightly that night. Its light shone so beautifully, casting lovely shadows on the trees like a seductive living painting.One of a thousand nights, rarely would a night feel as magnificent as this one. Its uniqueness felt
The cheers were so deafening that they echoed throughout the arena, drowning out all other sounds. Applause and shouts echoed from every corner of the packed stands. Their faces were filled with enthusiasm and fervor, their eyes refusing to blink for even a second, as if they didn't want to miss a single moment of the action in the arena.Various reactions erupted from the crowd. Some held their breath as the two fighters attacked and defended with equal tenacity. Others showed expressions of awe, natural when witnessing the skill of both fighters. In addition, many in the crowd shouted out their names to cheer them on."Come on, Alpha!""Go, Alpha!""Come on, Seth! Don't give up! Keep fighting!"Suddenly, the cheering stopped. The crowd collectively turned their attention to one point, their new Luna, Era.Era raised her fist in the air. She was just like any other spectator, watching the fight with passion and enthusiasm. However, it wasn't her cheering for the Alpha that caused the
Oscar appeared jubilant, his smile widening as he approached Era after the wrestling match between him and Seth ended. He stopped right in front of Era and spoke, ignoring the sweat dripping from his face."See? You only have to cheer for me once and I defeat Seth instantly."Era gaped. She hadn't expected Oscar to run out of the arena just to tell her that. Her face warmed and her cheeks turned red. As a result, everyone present began to cheer for them.Surprised, Era briefly cleared her throat. She tried to keep her composure, even though it felt incredibly difficult. It was the first time in her life that she found herself in such a situation. "Yes, of course I saw. You defeated my guard, Oscar."Oscar groaned with a desperate expression and looked irritated. "That's not the point, Era."Era rolled her eyes briefly. Of course she understood. "Congratulations, Oscar," she said, making Oscar smile even wider. "Congratulations on beating my guard."Oscar's smile faded, replaced by a h
Frankly, Era had never thought that watching fights—especially boxing, wrestling, and wolf fighting—could be fun. The enthusiasm that had never been stirred before suddenly surged, and she found herself enjoying the match with full vigor, something completely unexpected when Ursa had invited her earlier.At first, Era refused. The reason was simple; she could already foresee the size of the arena, considering that Oscar and Seth were fighting. Of course, no one wanted to miss such an intriguing fight, regardless of the fact that the winner was easy to guess. Still, the crowd was confident that Seth wouldn't give up easily. Seth would certainly fight with all his might, and that was what made the fight so attractive.Now Era felt grateful that she had accepted Ursa's invitation. She was very grateful because Ursa had insisted, pushing aside the reluctance that had been ingrained in her for so long. It turned out that Ursa wasn't exaggerating when she said it would be an exciting match.
"A chamomile plantation?"Oscar nodded, his expression becoming serious. "Aaron likes to brew chamomile tea for me. So, I thought I might as well start a chamomile plantation. Besides, it could be an additional commodity for the company."Era couldn't speak. She only looked at Oscar briefly for unexpected reasons. At first, she thought that Oscar was developing the business because he was motivated to increase the coffers of his food company, Xylvaneth—exactly the same name as the Pack. But that turned out not to be the case. "You are very attentive to Aaron.""Of course. Aaron has been a great help to me. There are a few things that he somehow managed to solve very easily."But Oscar didn't want to go into details with Era. He was sure it wasn't necessary. So, he decided to keep everything to himself, from the short lessons Aaron gave him to be more patient to the brilliant idea that made him temporarily move into Era's apartment in Celestial City.Oscar couldn't imagine what would b
Oscar's face was hard, reflecting tension and determination. Yet his breathing remained steady, as did his heartbeat. He was in complete control.Only one last fight remained. When the night was over, everything would be settled.A knock at the door pulled Oscar out of his thoughts. He blinked once and turned to see the door open. Philo and the others entered.Oscar said little, just as he had before. He emphasised to Dom and Bogy that the palace had to be guarded to the utmost and that they had to be alert for the worst. They couldn't let their guard down—there could be another pack lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.Then Oscar turned to Philo and Thad. "We're leaving now."With determined strides they moved through the corridors of the palace. They hurried while the helicopter waited on the helipad—its spinning blades creating strong gusts of wind.Oscar boarded the helicopter in a single bound, followed closely by Philo and Thad.The door closed. The
Never before had time tormented Era so cruelly. Every second had become a dagger that slowly carved into her soul, leaving invisible wounds. Minutes bled into hours in an endless loop, trapping her in a fear that refused to subside.Two nights had passed, each bringing its own terror and uncertainty that held Era in an unforgiving grip. She was desperate, clinging to Oscar's promise in the suffocating silence.Era lay in the dark those nights, her eyes closed, but never really asleep. She stayed awake, unable to surrender to rest as her mind swarmed with worry for Oscar's safety.Sleep was impossible. The only thing Era could do was pretend and wait in the dark for Oscar's return.Now it was the third night. This was the last night, the one that would decide Oscar's fate in a fight to the death.Era sat motionless on the bed, her back pressed against the headboard. A blanket was wrapped around her, but it did nothing to dispel the cold that had settled on her skin.The bedroom door cr
Slowly, Era's consciousness floated to the surface, as if drawn from a dark, formless depth. Her body felt light, as if suspended between dream and reality. Yet something kept trying to hold her back. A heavy sensation enveloped her eyelids, refusing to let her fully awaken.Warmth enveloped Era's entire body. It caressed her, embraced her, almost masking the faint throbbing pain in several places.The sensation was no longer painful enough to make Era wince, but just enough to remind her of everything that had happened. Growls, roars, claws—flashes of memory spun through her mind, pulling her further out of the void.Sounds began to creep into her consciousness. The soft whirring of medical instruments, the steady rhythm of someone's breathing. Then a familiar scent—a mixture of spices and cinnamon—filled her lungs, reminding her of Ursa.Era, wake up.The whisper pierced the depths of her heart, coming from something that had always been with her—the wolf spirit that never left her
The cool morning breeze drifted gracefully in through the wide-open dining room window, carrying the scent of dew mixed with the aroma of herbal tea from a porcelain cup. The diaphanous curtains hanging from the window swayed gently to the unceasing rhythm of the wind.Sunlight crept in, illuminating the long table set with an array of delicious dishes—steaming slices of roasted meat, freshly baked bread with a crisp crust, and a neatly arranged plate of fresh fruit.At the head of the table, Freddy sat leisurely. He had a sharp silver knife in one hand and a fork in the other. He sliced his steak slowly, savouring the sensation of each tender fibre being cut cleanly, but in reality, his mind was elsewhere.Something felt different. Freddy could feel it. The usual serenity of his morning had been replaced by an underlying tension.Freddy’s body tensed instinctively. His knife struck the plate with a little more force than necessary, and his fork trembled slightly at times.A feeling o
The dim light still covered the sky as Oscar stood at the window of his study. His eyes gazed far into the trees swaying in the morning breeze, as did his mind, which had been wandering restlessly.The scent of wood and the early morning dew seeped through the cracks of the window. It should have provided a sense of calm, enough to ease the tension in Oscar's body. Unfortunately, this time it wasn't enough. He needed more than just a beautiful morning to cool the fire raging in his chest—revenge.Oscar's sanity was hanging by a thread. He had never been one for patience, and now his self-control was being tested. The situation was truly against him, threatening to blind him with rage.Oscar’s blood was boiling. Heat radiated from every pore of his skin. His rage had ignited beyond reason, leaving only one desire in his mind—to wipe from this world anyone who would harm Era.Oscar pressed his lips tightly together. His face hardened into a dark, angry red. The veins on his body tensed,
The night was still thick, accompanied by an unusual stillness that felt heavier than ever. The cold grew sharper, seeping into the bones, stained by the scent of damp earth and lingering traces of blood in the air.A thin mist hung low over the ground, weaving between the towering trees on either side of the road. It dulled the senses, obscuring vision until the glow of portable lights flickered to life, illuminating everything without exception.The darkness stirred. The scene once shrouded began to unfold, revealing the grim reality that lay before them.Shattered glass littered the tarmac. Jagged pieces of metal gleamed in the dim light. Era's car lay in the middle of the road in a devastated state—its side crushed beyond recognition, its bonnet shredded and deep claw marks scarring its entire body, silent witnesses to the attack that had taken place hours before.Amidst the wreckage, Bogy and Irene stood with unwavering concentration. Their sharp eyes scanned every detail left at
The silver-white glow of the ceiling lights dimmed automatically, adjusting to the late hour. It created a hushed atmosphere, punctuated only by the low hum of medical equipment. A precious silence, meant to allow exhausted bodies to rest.Unfortunately, Era couldn't rest as she was supposed to. Her body was tired, her bones felt shattered, but the weight on her chest was so heavy that she couldn't bring herself to lie down.Sitting on the hospital bed, Era remained still, a thin blanket draped over her legs. Her back was propped up against a pile of pillows, but there was no sense of comfort. Her fingers lay limp in her lap, revealing the IV line embedded in her left hand.Accompanying Era was Oscar, standing near the window. His back was to her, his sturdy silhouette framed in the dim light. Dressed in a black shirt, he still couldn't hide the tension that wrapped around his body, a clear sign of the turmoil that raged inside him.Era knew that she should say something. She should e
There was nothing Landon could do. When it came to magic, all his medical expertise was completely useless, and Oscar was painfully aware of that.The pallor on Oscar's face grew worse, his expression resembling that of a lifeless corpse. His heart seemed to have stopped and his blood felt as if it had frozen. He was numb, and the only sensation left in him was terror.Magic had never been good for anyone, especially werewolves, and this knowledge was driving Oscar dangerously close to the edge of his sanity. His breathing became erratic, his body trembled and his eyes darted around wildly, as if searching for the answers he desperately needed. The mere thought that Era's life was in danger hit him like an endless storm of despair."Damn you, Freddy. I swear I won't stand idly by," Oscar growled in a deep, threatening voice. Every word he spoke was laced with unmistakable anger. "You will pay dearly for what you've done."For Era's sake, Oscar would do whatever it took to make sure Fr
That was exactly what Era hoped. She didn't want to stay in such a pitiful state for too long. So of course she listened to Landon's advice. She would get plenty of rest and make sure she recovered as quickly as possible.For Oscar, however, things were a little different. Landon's examination was indeed complete, and the results were reassuring—Era wasn't seriously injured and her life wasn't in danger. Still, his vigilance didn't waver in the slightest. So, he turned to Era and said, "Landon's right, Era. If you feel the slightest discomfort, no matter what it is, tell him immediately. Don't even think about keeping it to yourself.""Oscar," Era murmured melodically, rolling her eyes dramatically before continuing. "Maybe it's time for you to calm down. Landon's already examined me." She shook her head, not the least bit surprised by Oscar's overprotective behaviour. "I'm fine and..."Something crossed Era's mind, leaving her words hanging in the air. Her expression changed as well,